A Korean lunch

I woke up late because the alarm did not go off. So I had a late breakfast, and not as much time to read e-mail as I had planned. I was to meet Mary Ann at the gate at 11:15. Michele left just a little before that. I told her it was too bad she had classes and couldn't come along. She replied that her class was canceled, but she had made other plans. When I got to the gate, Mary Ann was waiting. I thought I was early. She drove us to Ichon and we walked to exit 4. There we met Shinza. She took us to lunch at a local restaurant where they seemed to know her well. We were early enough to get a table instead of having to sit on the floor. She ordered kimchi-chigae and danjon-chigae. A large variety of side dishes were also served. And there was a fish for each of us. She dexterously opened and deboned the fish with one hand holding a pair of chopsticks. Mary Ann and I were both impressed. We tasted everything and it was all good, but somethings were better than others. A man at the next table enjoyed watching me bite into a hot pepper. Oh well. Never a dull moment.
After lunch we went into the local market street. We stopped at the kimchi place to get kimchi and eggs. I had planned ahead and brought an egg carton to carry them in.
Shinza saw how much kimchi I bought and told me I ate too much of it. Then we passed a place selling persimmons. They were quite expensive. So Shinza took us to another place and bought us each a package. Then she had to go to E-mart, so we thanked her and parted ways. Mary Ann drove me back to my gate. We talked for a bit, and then she had to go to the dentist, having lost part of a tooth during lunch. I went home and checked my e-mail. I gave up before I finished and went into the sewing room to work on the chevron strips. Chris came home just after the real estate agent called to say that the oven door would be returned. And then the man came by with the door. It was fixed, and he installed it. It was just in the nick of time, too. I was calculating how much fabric I could store in the oven.
Michele was not home and we had no idea when she would return. So we talked, ate supper, talked some more, and then laid on the couch to watch some MacGyver, thinking to enjoy some 'couple time'. That is when she arrived. So all THREE of us watched TV, 'till it was time to go to bed.
* This pic is from the quilt show on Wednesday *