Noodles with Noona
My kali class used to be a half-block from my pad for decades but then we moved it to my last gym.
After everything went down, we had to move our class again and, this time, the Frenchman did all the heavy lifting along with our buddy Prin and got us a new joint in Koreatown.
Even managed to get the Firecracker to take a few classes as well.
After every night class, they all end up heading to Koreatown to get some late-night fare.
We usually don’t join them but we did this past Friday just because the kids were starting school soon.
It’s also nice because they try and support Pak‘s mom at her restaurant, Noona Noodles – I’ve told you about it before, more than once.
After we left, I saw Pak’s mom, so I said hi and asked for a pic.
She was pretty adorbs because she flashed a big smile but then refused to allow for photos without fixing her makeup and hair a touch.
That’s one of the best things about living your whole life in the same small town; the people and places you know around the way that change but are still, somehow, somewhat ever the same.
Location: the start of a new school year
Mood: anxious but hopeful
Music: don’t know if this is real life – what happens if I open my eyes? (Spotify)
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