Armed with nothing but a list of foods to eat, you came and went, and we collectively gained a few dress sizes and potentially damaged a few livers. 32nd Street will never be the same for you. Not even Kun Jip.
I'm glad you got to meet a few of my buddies, even when there were language barriers. I especially appreciate you teaching them how to properly call one another bad names in English (so long as it doesn't somehow come back to me one day). Daniel Henney, by the way, sends his regards.
I am still amazed by your ability to recognize scenes from K-dramas and movies. No wonder everyone on the street thinks you're Korean and kept asking for directions.
Finally, thank you for being so patient with my attempts to get your highlights right. (Your hair looks gooorgeous, thank goodness, huge sigh of relief. ^^)
And I'm happy you got your fill of couple tees. That was pretty freaking hilarious.
Keep smiling, darling, and I'll be seeing you stateside soon. I hope you enjoy this mini preview of your stay. (Will work on the food collage.)
Your chai-latted-out C