Resolving to try something new, we strayed away from the Kimbop Chunguk tonight and found ourselves in a Japanese ramen noodle restaurant.
One thing led to another, and pretty soon we were drinking blueberry smoothies in the apartment of a Korean woman we met at the noodle shop.
Her fifteen year old son proudly displayed his action figures across the living room floor.
I love when Konglish makes you new friends.
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