Feb 18th - Koreally?

New Restaurant idea: IHOG - International House of Gluttony


Today I was informed that we'd be going to a Korean restaurant for dinner, as guests of a family friend, who happens to be a dentist. It turns out the place wasn't just a Korean joint like we have back home, but an international buffet, with treats from all around the world. There were sushi rolls (including banana sushi, which was new to me), Korean BBQ and bibimbap, King Crab, rice & noodle dishes, veggie kabobs, and to top it all off: BEER WAS INCLUDED! Yes that's right - for the price of a buffet ticket, you could have endless mugs of draft beer. It was like a chef school put on a kegger, and you could eat & drink all night long. Nobody even cared how messy you ate, or how high your plate was stacked. I was in paradise.

A place like this wouldn't last long where I come from. I guess this restaurant hasn't been discovered by the bane of many an all-you-can-eat restaurant: college students. This place would be bone dry in about a week if the boys of I Delta Krappa or some other fraternity caught wind of it. As I navigated my way through my second frosty mug, I figured it was probably time to do some serious eating. Besides, I'm being watched by a dentist. All the sugar in that beer will definitely do a number on my teeth. Better switch to Pepsi.

At the International House of Gluttony, you can take a magical journey through the cuisines of every culture in the world. First, I donned my Komono and went to Japan, catching as much suchi as I could, making sure I tried at least one of each kind. Next, I moved on to Korea, with her delicious grilled meat and veggie kabobs. Then it was on to China, and that meant one thing. Crabs. Big ones. Tasty ones. China gave me crabs, and I itched for more.

Now that my tasty travels through international waters were complete, I decided, being from Canada and all, it was time to throw caution to the wind and create the United Nations of dinnertime.. I grabbed a few sushi rolls from Japan, Korean Kimchi, Chinese shrimp, a pastry that I'm pretty sure came from the Phillipines, a Greek Salad, and a cup of Columbian COffee. I felt like Marco Polo or Cap N Crunch, or some other worldly character.

After we finished eating, I was looking around for where I get my passport stamped. I felt like my stomach had just been around the world in 30 plates. My wife looked a little seasick, maybe just weary from all the travel. It really takes it outta ya, or puts it into ya in this case. She'll be alright once she launches a dingy tough. On my way out the door, one of the chefs flashed me a big smile. I waved bye-bye to her, grabbed my suitcase (which is now over the weight cpacity) and shoved off. Aye Aye mate! I'm now overweight.