Fucking Korean Restaurant Culture
I checked into a hotel in South Korea, Incheon, at 3 pm. There was no bathtub in the bathroom, so I complained to the reception desk about it. The receptionist was able to speak Japanese, so it was easy to communicate. In the end, the photos displayed on Agoda were incorrect, so if I wanted a room with a bathtub, I had to pay an extra 50,000 KRW. It was insane. I went through my daily routine in the hotel room, including muscle training, and took a shower. I went out to have dinner. I found a nice bar and went in, but when I told the waitress that I was alone, she said that customers dining alone were not allowed. Seriously? Are you okay? Are you an airhead? I chose a skewer restaurant instead. It was not bad, but the atmosphere and the ordering system, which required me to use a tablet, were not enjoyable. I stopped by a convenience store and bought a bento. It was not a typical bento because each side dish was individually sealed in its own plastic pouch. I could not understand the reasoning behind that. I ate it while watching Korean news on TV. I still felt unsatisfied, so I went out again. I entered another restaurant and ordered a beer, but the waiter told me that I had to order at least one food item. I told him that I was full. However, it was still not allowed. Damn! I moved to another bar. A middle-aged waitress made a good first impression. I was able to order only a beer, and when I told her that I was Japanese, she showed me photos from her trip to Japan. After that, she gave me a big slice of melon for free. What a kind person she was. I ordered kimchi with cold tofu. It looked like a dish for three or four people. It was far too much, even though I had told her that I was a small eater. I tried to finish the entire portion. Anyway, the bar was nice. I went to bed around 11 pm.
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- Fucking Korean Restaurant Culture I checked in a hotel in South Korea, Inchoen at 3 pm. There was a no bath tab in the bath room so I claimed about it to the reception. She was able to speak Japanese so it was easy to communicate. In the end, displayed photos on Agoda was wrong so if you want to get the room which has bath tab, you should pay extra cost 50000KRW. It was insane. I did daily routine at the hotel room including mastle training and took shower. I went out to have dinner outside. I found a nice bar so I entered but when I told a waitress that I am alone, she said one person customer is not allowed. Serious? Are you okay? Are you air head? I chose skeewer restaurant. It was not so bad but the atmosphere and ordering system which I should ahndle a tablet was not fun. I stopped by a convinience store and got bento. It was not a normal bento because all of the dishes were packed inside the box. I could not understand why such a strategy. I had it while watching Korean news on TV. I felt empty so I went out again. I entered a restaurant and ordered beer but he told me you should order food at least one. I told him that I am full. However, it was not allowed. Damn! I moved to another bar. A middle agged female waiter was good impression. I was able to order only beer and I told her that I am Japanese then she showed me photos when her trip to Japan. After that, she gave me a big slice pof melon for free. What a good person she is. I ordere kimch with cold tofu dish. It should be for 3 or 4 people. It was too much even though I told her I am a small eater. I tried to eat up all of the portion. Anyway, the bar was nice. I went to bed around 11 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
