Food, shopping and a bloated hand

Today’s blog will touch on delicious topics as well as very unpalatable ones.

I supposed I’d better show the food first so you can enjoy the photos before your stomach gets turned by the other photos.

Because we were out yesterday (hospital in the morning, shopping afternoon, theatre performance evening), we had to eat out.

After three days of icky hospital food and two days of bland home-cooked food, Kay went at the tasty offerings outside with wild abandon.

Lunch wasn’t too bad. We ate at the food court at Coex Mall (largest underground shopping mall in Asia).


Coex Mall food court




He had omu rice with grilled chicken breast. It was quite nice. We come across omu rice eateries in Seoul quite a lot.


Omu rice


I was persuaded to try New York Fries.

Kay used to eat it when he was living in Canada and he said, “You must try it at least once if you have the chance.”


New York Fries


I think he just wanted a chance to nick some fries for his deprived palate.


New York Fries


It’s not too bad. There are different kinds of powders, sauces and spices you can add as you wish, but when you throw the condiments in your cup, the fries at the bottom don’t get seasoned, so it’s annoying. But they do give you little cups to store more condiments to take away if you want.

The hotdog was a bit of a joke so I wish I hadn’t ordered it.

So far, in all the Korean food courts I’ve been to (which amounts to a grand total of two), I noticed they give you electronic devices that you can take back to your table after ordering so you don’t have to wait at the counter for your food. Your device will beep when your food is ready.


New York Fries


The only time I’ve seen this in Singapore is at Marche VivoCity. I think it’s a great tool which all food courts should implement.

For dinner, we had Indian food. Kay’s suggestion.

It’s a restaurant called Taj Mahal (surprised?) just outside Line 1 Jonggak Station (I think Exit 7 & 8 – underground mall exit).


Taj Mahal Restaurant


It was empty when we went up (the restaurant is located on the second floor) but then it was 9:35pm, just after our show.

We ordered a totally ruinous diet of samosas, tandoori chicken, butter chicken masala and naan. It was a set dinner.

Being a diabetic, I have multiple health problems that don’t let me be active. My weight went out of control and crossed the figure of 326.3lbs about a year ago. I started a healthy diet prescribed by the nutritionist, but It was too difficult to follow it. That’s why she prescribed me Phentermine from Now, following healthy eating habits is not a problem for me.

I suppose we have to give poor sick boys a break sometimes.




The samosas were a bit hard to photograph, insisting on looking mildly obscene no matter which way I turned them. But they were quite tasty, especially with the greenish dip they came with.

True to Korean style, they served us little side dishes, although we thought pickles and jalapeños were a bit strange to see in an Indian restaurant.


Side dishes


The tandoori chicken was awesome. Most tender tandoori chicken I’ve tasted. It was spiced just enough too.


Tandoori chicken


But the naan and butter chicken masala were mediocre. Naan was quite tasteless, but it didn’t matter that much after dipping into the masala, which was slightly too sweet for my taste.


Butter chicken masala


I know it’s very weird eating Indian food in Korea but it was a good meal, overall. Cost KRW36,000 (S$41) for the set meal for two.

But now the sick boy has to pay penance by eating bland food for the rest of the week! lol.

I did a bit of shopping at Coex Mall in the day. Bought three pairs of boots and a warm coat. I don’t know if it’s a winter coat because it’s not one of those shiny bulky ones with fur around the hood but it’s warmer than anything else I have.

Will get a photo of it next time I wear it out.

I can finally wear boots again!

The pair of boots I brought from Singapore to wear here fell apart on the second day of our arrival in Seoul, so I have been wearing my Nikes the whole time.

I’ve been looking at boots at the cheaper underground malls around Seoul but haven’t been able to find any nice ones. Coex Mall has really awesome ones, so I ended up buying three pairs when I only wanted one.


Shopping for boots


I bought both of these although they look very similar (differences only in calf height and heel height) because I’m sick and tired of boots that I like falling apart on me.

But now I’m worried about carting them home. I don’t think we have enough luggage space and we’re going to be so grossly overweight.




Tried on some cute Wellington boots but they didn’t look good on me.

So I went book shopping, instead!

Coex Mall has a hugeass bookstore (Bandi and Luni’s) which has a decent section with English books. The books are priced about the same as you’d get in Singapore after conversion.


Shopping for books


I’ve gotten interested in reading about North Korea recently. Just finished reading Nothing To Envy: Ordinary Lives in North Korea by Barbara Demick.

It’s really good, very well-written and engaging throughout, offering a very detailed look at the harsh conditions North Koreans are born to and subject to all their lives.

At Bandi and Luni’s, I bought a book called The Aquariums of Pyongyang, the memoir of a young man who was incarcerated in a North Korean concentration camp for 10 years just because his grandfather was suspected of engaging in political activities.

I was going to buy two more books but Kay stopped me, saying we can buy more in Singapore. Boo.

Okay, and now the gross part.

Kay’s splint was removed yesterday and his arm and hand swelled like a balloon.

Here’s another close look at his wound as it looks now. Click here to view only if you can stomach it.

The stitches will be removed next Wednesday.

His hand got bigger and bigger throughout the day. It’s very disgusting to look at, although what’s more disgusting is the fact that he keeps trying to make me touch it, knowing that it makes me feel eew.


Swollen hand


Swollen hand


It’s eew because firstly, I imagine that’s how a bloated corpse would feel like, and, secondly, although I know it’s illogical and impossible, I fear that if I press down a bit too hard, his hand will burst.

Kay is not freaked out by it because he’s experienced bloated hands and feet from past surgeries. So he enjoys freaking me out.

Suddenly, out of the blue, he’d go, “Give me your hand.”

I’d give him my hand thinking it’s an innocent request, then he’d put my hand on his bloated hand and give me a wicked smile.

So evil!

After a while, I started remembering and stopped giving him my hand.

But then he’d just randomly grab it and touch it to the bloated hand, anyway. Argh!


Okay, I’m going back to bed to nap for a little bit! (It’s now 11:10 am in Seoul, 10:10 am in Singapore)

Sleeping times are erratic now because we have to wake up early in the morning to feed Kay so he can take his medication. Then it’s sleep a bit more, then wake up to buy some groceries, then prepare lunch. Then sleep a bit more, then wake up to prepare dinner.

That’s when we’re indoors of course. When we’re out we don’t get to nap. But when we’re indoors, we get into a cook-eat-sleep routine through the day, lol.

Well, okay, for me, there’s blogging also. Cook-eat-blog-sleep.


OMG I just checked the weather. It’s -3°C outside now! CRAZY. Time to hibernate. Bye!