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Hello, KC readers. It has been awhile and I thought it was finally time to come back and say, "Yes, I'm still alive."I've been meaning to post for a long time but it gets hard sometimes. Every time I sit and try to write about the happenings lately - I tend to get emotional.I has been eight months since I've learned of my bone mets. I suppose I'm doing better than I thought I would be

Food from Gyeongju

It has been a long time, no? We spent our summer in Seoul and despite my physical limitations, we were somehow able to travel to Busan, Gyeongju, and Andong.  While in Gyeongju we didn’t book a hotel beforehand and ended up staying at a really dilapidated, stinky, gross hotel.  I didn’t even want to dare try the food, so I made the MR drive us out onto a row of restaurants that we had passed by

Check it Out

http://korean-cuisine.blogspot.com/p/recipes-by-pictures.html I’m still going to continue retooling this blog so it might go offline again in the future, but don’t fret.  I will bring it back eventually.  Hopefully new recipes are on the horizon. P.S.  Yes, I’m still alive.  Just in case you were wondering. P.P.S.  Did you realize I have over 150 recipes up on this site?  I sure didn’t!  I might

RIP Steve Jobs

“Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap

BYE!

I just wanted to give readers a quick update. I was walking on crutches for about two weeks. Then I progressed to a cane for about a week. As of last week, I finally rid of the cane and have been walking on my own.  I’m still limping but I don’t care – I’M WALKING AGAIN. My parents tell me my walking is better than before I started radiation. I feel pretty great and was able to go around town all

Falling Anger

I fell. For any normal person a simple fall probably wouldn’t mean that much. For a person with a tumor pressing against the hip joint – a simple fall means now having to rely on crutches to walk. I feel so stupid.  It was a freak accident.  Earlier in the day, Munchkin had been running back and forth from the kitchen exclaiming he was going to make ice cream.  I have no idea where he *learned*

Yook Gae Jang Broth

While undergoing my latest treatments, our family decided to stay at my parent's house so that we can take advantage of the extra help with Munchkin and the YUMMY food. No matter that we've been married now for close to seven years, the MR will still say that my mom is undoubtedly a better cook than I am. I don't take any offense (not REALLY) since my mom has had a 30 year head start on me.