A Korean

Who would have expected Korean food to include noodles or rice?

Answer - me

What was I? Harbouring under delusions.

Last Friday as soon as I left work I was in Piccadilly Circus with Katerina, her sister and a few of her friends (two of whom are Korean). Being the sort of person who is open to new experiences all the time, I thought an experience of Korean food might satisfy the experimental appetite.

My aim was fulfiled and very quickly too. It was frigging delicious. And not a noodle in sight. Instead,we had a number of starters including miso soup, pickled chili cucumbers, pickled cabbage, chili radishes and steamed leaves. It was nice to actually eat something that contained real hot spice. Katerina was equally impressed.

And then for the mains, there was a barbecue grill bang in the centre of our table which they filled with marinated bits of chicken, beef and pork belly.

The Korean way stipulates that meat be wrapped in lettuce leaves together with a cabbage, spring onion and chili salad and fermented soy bean paste. And let me not forget the variety of dipping sauces we were provided with for each course.

I was stuffed beyond belief and thought that the food was brilliant. I couldn't help but wonder what other things might taste better wrapped in a lettuce leaf, but that's an entirely separate blog entry in itself.