One of the most popular street food in South Korea is 떡볶이 (tteokbokki), a spicy snack that consists of soft and chewy 떡 (tteok or rice cake), 오뎅 (odeng or fish cake) and 고추장 (gochujang or sweet red chili paste).
Anywhere in Korea, you will surely find a store or a 포장마차 (pojangmacha or street vendor) that sells this snack, but the best place to enjoy spicy Korean rice cake stew is probably in 신당동 떡볶이 타운 (Sindangdong Tteokbokki Town) where tteokbokki is said to have originated.
Last Monday, my husband and I, together with some friends, visited Sindangdong Tteokbokki Town.
It’s just a few minutes away from Dongdaemun, so if you happen to be in this famous shopping area in Seoul and you want to grab a bite to eat, Tteokbokki Town is the right place for you.
With my departure from Korea around the corner, I realize I haven't written quite as much about my life here as I had originally hoped. It seems strange that I could churn out an entry a day when I was working a desk-job in Sydney, but while living abroad and dealing with new challenges everyday - I have sometimes gone weeks without a post.
One of Korea's signature snacks - gimbap. Rice, seaweed, pickle, cheese, and spam. Cheap and fairly healthy.
Korea is a country that loves a good festival. These range from the beauty of Jinhae's Cherry Blossom Festival or the dazzling lights of Jinju's Lantern Festival; to the charming cultural ones such as Gwangju's Kimchi Festival or Jindo's Moses Walk; to the downright weird such as Cheongsando's 'Slow Walking Festival'.
Oh, and the epicness that is the Mud Festival.
For those contemplating the leap that is teaching English in South Korea, there's plenty of documentation out there to highlight the big picture draws of the country and the career. You know about the good money, the free accommodation, and the fact you can use South Korea as a launching pad into South East Asia - so here are the ten small pleasures that I've picked as reasons I love being in Korea again.
A lot of business goes down on the street here. Men with little blue trucks set up shop on the sidewalks, unpacking potted cactus plants or bags of puffed rice or piles of plastic slip-on shoes. Outside my apartment building most evenings, you can find a woman crouching on a stool in her truck, deep-frying squid balls in the light of two paper lanterns than dangle from the roof like beacons. I’m not sure what anyone pays to rent the sidewalks, or if permits are even required, but the sellers make street-strolling an adventure for the eyes.