For weeks before we went to Korea, my mom talked about researching Korea. And was incessant about telling us everything she learned, even to my brother-in-law, who happens to BE Korean. But she kept telling us about these fish pastries they sell on the street, and how she wanted to eat a fish pastry, must find the fish pastries. Personally, I felt that a pastry made out of fish didn't quite appeal to my pallet, but to each his own. Well, my mom finally found them, and this is what they were:
Not fish pastries, fish SHAPED pastries. They actually had sweet beans inside. Pretty tasty, but not fish. Here is mom enjoying one:
Mom pretends like she doesn't like having her picture taken, but she likes to put herself in very picturest (sp? I am a terrible speller...) situations and pretend like she didn't do it on purpose. More of that to come. Oh mom. I love her so. xoxoely
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