(Lauren anticipating the cinnamon rolls)
Saturday the missionaries came over for dinner, and I made cheesy enchilada chowder. Someone challenged Nick to eat it with chopsticks (that someone may or may not have been me...) and this was the result.
Today I had an appointment with a neurologist, which was interesting. The doctor and nurse both spoke very good English, but I had to go to Yeungnam University Medical Center. It was crazy busy, and Reagan and I were seriously the ONLY white people there. There were a few soldiers in American ACUs, but they were all Korean too. It was very overwhelming. All the signs were in Korean, and everyone was looking at us as I tried to determine where to go just to sign in. Of course Reagan got the usual "Aigoo!" and "Kyoo!" with plenty of cheek stroking and grins. A woman sitting in front of us turned and asked how old Reagan is (we've been asked this enough times that I've started to recognize it), and Reagan held up 4 fingers and said, "Net." She's awesome.
On the way back to the subway we passed this fantastic shop. I love it when they use English!
I will always remember that The Happy Is Only Some More.
And to refresh ourselves after the very draining trip through the hospital, we stopped for subway waffles. These were AMAZING. They were topped with miniature marshmallows and chocolate syrup. Holy cats they were delicious!
In my opinion. The Happy Is Only Some More Subway Waffles.