Bill Belew has raised 2 bi-cultural kids, now 34 and 30. And he and his wife are now parenting a 3rd, Mia, who is 8.
Korean Bibimbap
One of the pleasures of traveling is trying something new.
Trying out different foods can be fun as well. Unless you are really hungry. Then you want something that is familiar, I think.
My daddy is traveling to Bangkok. It’s in Thailand. Seriously, it is.
Random guy at the San Francisco terminal asked daddy, “Where you going?”
“I am going to Bangkok.”
“Where’s that at?”
He didn’t know. Or maybe he was just testing daddy.
Daddy likes to sit in the super back of the plane. “It’s the last place to fill up. And sometimes there are empty seats next to me. It’s safe, too.”
His plane had a lot of empty seats and he got to stretch out and sleep.
But … there’s a problem that might creep up if you sit in the back of the airplane.
Fumes? No.
You have to eat leftovers. Nope, you don’t eat whatever other people didn’t eat. You eat what other people didn’t want to eat that the pretty girls were offering. (No pretty boys on this airline). They still sound the same. Daddy did not eat what other people had left on their plates. He got what the airline still had in their ovens that other people didn’t want. How’s that?
That’s what happened. Daddy had his eye on the steak.
“I’m sorry, sir. We had just one steak left and the woman in the seat in front of you took it. Would you like to try some Bibimbap?”
“Bless you.”
“Bibimbap.”
“Bless you again.”
What in the world is Bibimbap? And how do you eat it?
That’s the next post.
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