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Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Daegu Boasts Best Thai Food This Side of Bangkok

Ah, savory soups and heavenly dishes. Korea's fourth largest metropolis, Daegu, boasts MK Suki, a magical Thai restaurant that will please anyone yearning for authentic Thai food. One of our dishes (see photo) featured fresh squid, sweet mini-corn cobs, mushrooms and fish in a delicious, light broth. I yearn for more just recalling my recent visit. No problem. MK Suki is an easy find, located across the street from Daewoo Trump Apartments in Daegu's Suseong-gu neighborhood.
    Restaurant: MK Suki (Thai), Address: #998-4 Jisan-dong, Suseong-gu, Phone: 053-783-6400

Culinary art. Seafood dish featuring squid and sweet corn.

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Guilty Pleasures of an Expat in Daegu

Delicious Duo--Hamburger and Cut Fries 
Burger Project and Chef Choi-The Real Deal
OK, I am guilty as charged. I was in downtown Daegu and saw the tempting photos of hamburgers at Burger Project. Could they be as good as alleged? This is, of course, a man who has not had a real, honest-to-goodness hamburger in some time. Alas, my hamburger was off-the-charts delicious! Moreover, the cut potatoes were unbelievably mouthwatering. Ah, the guilty pleasures of an expat in Daegu. Come meet Chef Choi at Burger Project in the Hyundai Department Store in downtown Daegu.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

The End of the Line

"Well, it's all right, riding around in the breeze  Well, it's all right, if you live the life you please  Well, it's all right, even if the sun don't shine  Well, it's all right, we're going to the end of the line."
                     from The Traveling Wilburys - End of the Line

They say Prague is a city designed for walking - a pedestrian heaven. I'll put on my Ecco shoes, grab my day pack, buy some bottled water - I need nothing more, save a map and my insatiable traveler's curiosity.

But this day we took some unusual advice from a local, "Just get on one of the trolley lines, any number actually, and take it to the end of the line. You can't go wrong." Soon after, we were boarding line #1 and taking it through a series of nondescript, urban Czech neighborhoods. Then we came to the terminus, exited the trolley car and stood at the stop pondering our situation. Where the heck were we? Suddenly, my stomach interrupted with a request, "How about some Chinese food?" Chinese food? I didn't have a clue where I was and all I could think about was eating some Chinese food. (Note: I am a sucker for Chinese food wherever I am in the world.) 

We saw a few stores lining the curve in the road across the street. It was quiet. Several stores looked  vacated and the streets were noticeably absent people. We walked a block or two and there, lo and behold, was a Chinese restaurant! Surely the Chinese characters on the sign must have read, Lucky Stars. We found heaven at the end of the line.

Gifted recently with a few days off for the Korean thanksgiving holiday, Chuseok, a friend and I headed to Andong to attend Korea's famed Mask Festival. The festival itself and the city's culinary specialties of spicy chicken, grilled mackerel and rice wine (soju), all lived up to the lofty tourist hype.

Masks symbolizing the Andong Mask Festival
Festival "attendees" with beards and hats in common
When the night grew still, when the voices quieted and the hum of the cars and buses ebbed, it was time to find our way to the Korean inn where I had made reservations. Man Hyu Guest House was 20 minutes out of town, in the foothills northwest of Andong, near the Bong Jung Buddhist Temple. The innkeeper welcomed us warmly in the Korean tradition. We were enveloped by tranquility and comfort. I fell asleep listening to the song of water cascading down a rocky stream just outside my room. 
At our inn: A comforting breakfast of rice porridge
The guest house was literally at the end of the line - in this case, bus #51. I recall the traveler's credo I strive to abide by: Have trust. Ride with the breeze. Live the life you please. No problem exists, even if the sun doesn't shine--when you're going to the end of the line.