Thank you Youngjae. Thank you GOT7. At the most pivotal times, where I find myself wallowing in tremendous doubt, anxiety, and frustration, thank you for providing a safe haven for faith restoration.
1) Pickled Cucumbers Two Ways (not pictured and unsuccessful)
2) Tzatziki Cucumber Salad, in which forgotten removal of cores resulted in a watery, but nonetheless delicious, mess.
The combination was a classic Chinese soup similar to the likes of the Malaysian ABC soup - not that I have ever referred to it as such.
The omelette was made fluffy using a half-scramble, half steam method. Ultimately, a fraction of the ingredients were lost due to selection of a heavily weather, no longer nonstick pot.
Onions were caramelized in conjunction with rendered chicken fat, while the meatballs were elevated with chives and crunchy bits of finely diced pickled radish, otherwise known as 菜脯.
The route was retraced to my vehicle, where my empties were retrieved; I could now commence the mission at hand. The ordeal proved far lengthier and grueling than I had anticipated, and I wished for nothing more than to return home for lunch right away. A collision on the highway set me back some several minutes, but I was glad to have removed myself from the impending retail chaos that passerbys later informed of. And I suppose this is the result of partial provincial lockdown.
"Innisfree should just get an online shop." I grumbled under my breath.
It was time to immerse myself in the sparkle of holiday décor.