After sleeping like a baby last night, i woke up showered.
I raided the local bakery and spend the whole damn day writing this blog. I think my uploads suck so i am going to visit a cafe and abuse their uber fast interenet next time.
The bakery was so overwhelming. All in Korean and they all looked really similar. I ended up walking around in circles and just grabbed whatever looked appealing. My thought process was ‘Aw yeh (yes i use Australian slang in my head), if i buy a few things i’ll have something to eat with my hay fever pill each day and i won’t almost pass out like last time’
I made a dash for home as i was looking a wreck and surveyed my pickings to figure out what to eat for today.
Now… i would be lying if i said i didn’t eat them all in the end, because i did. One after the other SO here is the run down.
The shell looking one was an attempt at a chocolate croissant but was just full of chocolate custard. Rating: 4/10
The top left looking tart was a red bean, stewed apple and i think rhubarb tart. Rating: 6/10
The pizza pocket looking number on the bottom right was interesting. The bread was still warm but was full of cold tuna and mayonnaise. Out of all of them this was probably the best. Rating: 7/10
And the wee one in the paper bag was a blueberry danish. Pretty average and like the ones we have in Sydney. Rating: 4/10
The cats here are mental! They just roam around and are insanely timid. This doesn’t work for me, so i followed them. WHY WON’T YOU LOVEEE MEEEEEEEEEEE?!
After spending a large portion of the day writing this blog and failing i decided to seize the day and head to Gangnam to find me some clothes. It failed, miserably.
I was trying to hunt down a fitted black dress and it’s harder than i thought. I wandered around the station’s little boutiques and realised it wasn’t going to be a fruitful experience, so I set (disgusting) sail to Hongdae on a sticky hot train for refuge and to kill time before meeting Jerry for dinner.
I strolled the streets hunting for this dress but in turn found a cute little gallery/artist’s shop that had paintings of cats for sale. Ohhhhh how i wanted them ALLLLLLLL!
I also wandered the back streets that i hadn’t visited and snagged myself a sea salted caramel icecream which was amazing!
Thank you Molly, for that taste sensation!
I also stumbled across this really cute cafe. Yes, i am drawn to cafes based purely on their design aesthetics and branding. I’m a design snob. Wot’ov it?!
The address is 334-23 Seoygo-dong, mapo-gu. Cafe the Plain.
I tottering down the stairs and was met by a man with the warmest smile who surprisingly spoke English! He passed me a menu and i popped myself down. This cafe has the perfect mix of eclectic style and charm. He even still has the cutest Christmas decorations still up. I think Korea maybe leaves them up for the coming year?
I ordered a raspberry tea and almost grabbed every single magazine he had to set up camp.
If i could sum up great hospitality and nature in one place it would be his cafe. Not only was he generous enough to bring me free cookies but also the best damn Sangria in all of Seoul. He has all these little Tororo figurines everywhere with little collectables scattered all over the cafe.
This is how small the world is. After sitting down he joined me and pulled up a seat. It was so nice to meet someone from ‘home’. I must remember to get zoe to bring some ginger beer back for him. Low and behold, he lived in Sydney in Wollstonecraft for years! He also studied at William Blue in the same building as Billy Blue. THE WORLD IS TOO FREAKING SMALL!
We chatted about Australia, rental prices, our pets, bbq’s and food, business and many other topics. If you come to Hongdae YOU MUST come visit this cafe and make a new friend! If you are too embarrassed to start the conversation say Maddie sent you!
After getting a distress call from Jerry i said my goodbyes and he offered to show me around the Cherry Blossoms in Yeouido on his day off. Now THAT is a true gentleman! He even said he’d bring his little Yorkshire Terrier Yuki along!
I met up with Jerry and we began the hunt for food. The great thing about Hongdae is wherever you turn is a different cuisine. We found this killer little Mexican place called Macho’s Mexican. OH MUMMA! Best freaking Mexican i’ve had in my life! And, yes, that is a big statement but sweet everything it was good! The interior was pretty bad ass too!
This is Jerry’s Mexican face. Racist.
Of course! Tomato sauce and burritos makes perfect sense… DON’T BUTCHER A BEAUTIFUL THING!
The food here is so amazing that i am just salivating thinking about it. We ordered quesadillas and soft tacos and if i wasn’t such a messy eater i think i would have gone thirds… but sometimes a lady needs to know when a greasy face should be left for later.
EVEN MORE SALIVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
We paid up and hardly spent anything over $10 each!
We wandered the back streets and decided to head back to the cafe for dranks.
Once at the cafe we ordered a jug of Sangria and chatted about Seans awkward discoveries while working in a hotel, Jerry and Sean’s dogs and similar topics to before. After midnight we bid him farewell as we needed to hunt down taxis. He walked us out and we headed to the main road. I have moments here where i need to keep pinching myself when i realise i’m not in Sydney. The taxi was crossing the Han River and it felt like we were moving at the speed of light; the leather seats kept me snug as lights zipped past and dodged giant trucks. I saw a few cars with ridiculous aerials. They looked like giant remote control cars which made me pinch myself that we are all just living in some miniature world…
I made it home in one piece and jumped into bed ready to sleep. Tomorrow i’ve been invited by Jerry to escort him to his recruiters luncheon so that should be fun. Until then, good night!!