First off, let me start by saying yes. It has been ages since I’ve last posted, but you can’t blame a girl for living life rather than writing about it. Since last autumn, life has brought many unexpected changes. In fact, it looks as though this might be my last year (for real). I’ve been saying it for the past 3 years, but no joke. By mid-year I’ll likely be back in Seattle for a few months before trying to make it as a fashion designer in Europe. (More details to come, I promise!) Anyhow, back to the reason for today’s posting: bread. The stuff that people live and die for. Or, at least I would. Oh so gooey macaroons, rich brownies and German wheat on rye, pitas, warm ciabattas and fluffy foccacio just to name a few. Scrumptious, delicious, glorious bread!  Read the rest of this entry »


Is there a tasty, upscale, attentative, foreigner friendly Mediterranean/Italian restaurant in Busan? Yes. It’s El Olive.

Foremost, it’s absolutely crucial that in order to be authentic they must have an assortment of red and white wine to perfectly pair with each course. Check.

Second, true Italian bistros will serve warm, home-made bread. And if they’re really top of the notch, white, wheat, sour and sometimes rye in pieces small enough to grab with one hand, but big enough to break into dip-able, drip-able, smear-able chunks. Just thinking about it is making me drool. Check and check.

Finally, to really enjoy said bread is with a side of well aged balsamic vinegar surrounded by a generous pool of extra virgin olive oil. Check.

As for the appetizers, main course and dessert; I have mixed feelings. Read the rest of this entry »

Itaewon is changing fast. A little too fast in my opinion and not necessarily for the better. It’s as if the Koreans are trying to strip down the nitty gritty ambiance which gave this area it’s authentic, down-to-earth character and transform it into another luxe, backboneless, overpriced shopping area. Myeongdong, Chungdam, Garuso-gil, Gangnam…I mean, don’t we already have enough of those?! Seriously, I nearly gagged after browsing the prices at Aldo’s shoe store; triple what I would normally pay in the U.S.   Read the rest of this entry »

At Cafe Coin, a waffle ice-cream isn’t just a waffle ice-cream. It’s an explosion of fresh fruit, flavors and textures piled high atop a crispy, light base that surprisingly doesn’t go soggy till the very last morsel.

Thus after you’ve managed to take focus away from stuffing your face full of layers upon layers of frozen yogurt balancing the rich, home-made green tea ice-cream beckoning from underneath; you begin to notice the equally grandeur interior. Read the rest of this entry »

Why the mask?

If you’re going to do something, do it BIG.

That was the impression I was left with at The 3rd Annual Ink Bomb International Tattoo Convention at Platoon Kunsthalle. Why? Read the rest of this entry »

After first hearing about a peculiar coffee shop from a fellow racer’s girlfriend (a cute couple I might add), I imagined sipping its sweet, aromatic coffee as a soft breeze wafted my hair and body into heavenly contentment.
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My brain was exhausted and body wired when it should’ve been the other way around –  as if aware and weary of today’s agenda. That being said, by 7AM I lay in bed, wide-awake, contemplating the idea of eating. I wonder if it’s green porridge again. But of course, with other bits of things added in the mix. Not bad for a 15,000won buffet… Read the rest of this entry »