Although I spent the day miming,* I did have a profitable and sociable outing to Daejeon's CostCo (I wouldn't have chosen to go today, but all the people I know with memberships were going, and I don't actually know how to get there by myself, so along I went). I finally found a reasonable duvet for my bed! Up til now, I was using two really chintzy twin comforters together, but now I have one that is nice, and with it I am well pleased. Also, I have enough canned tomatoes that I need never worry about being able to make pasta sauce again. Ever. The third marvel is that they had tortillas! I have had no Mexican food available to me since my arrival, neither in restaurants nor grocery stores, and I really like tacos and quesadillas, so I am very excited. Seeing as how it was CostCo, I am now the happy owner of 40 tortillas, and plan to have something of a party.
The last, glorious piece of the puzzle is BACON. Korea doesn't do bacon. They use the same part of the pig, it's very widely available, but they don't cure it. When you are lucky enough to get to a restaurant that has bacon on the menu, real bacon, they do not cook it properly, but leave it a floppy, anemic pink color that's so stomach-turning I have just stopped ordering it. I am, however, the ecstatic owner of two pounds of actual bacon. To be cooked, properly, by yours truly. VICTORY! (There will be no party this time. This is a private sacrifice of my arteries to the heathen piggy gods).
*I have something of a cold, in the same way the ocean has something of water, and it has totally stolen my voice away.
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