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Flavors, laughter, and unforgettable moments
A love letter to Seoul.
After a morning of wandering and soaking in Seoul’s kindness, my senses were ready for another kind of adventure, one that could be tasted and savored. By late afternoon, hunger led me to the dish I had been craving: spicy octopus bibimbap (매콤한 낙지 비빔밥). When the dish arrived, the colors alone made me pause. The golden rice, vibrant vegetables, and glossy, fiery octopus perched on top looked so delectable. I mixed it slowly, the aroma of toasted rice, sesame, and spice curling into the air. The first bite stopped me with the slightly crisped rice, tender vegetables, chewy octopus, and a gentle, blooming heat that wrapped around my tongue. Each spoonful felt like a warm embrace. It was comforting, exciting, and perfectly alive. Seoul, in that moment, felt close, vibrant, and utterly unforgettable.
Later that night, waiting for a friend’s late night flight, I wandered into a cozy coffee shop and treated myself to a carrot cake and an espresso latte. The cake was moist and tender, lightly sweet, with a whisper of spice, and the coffee rich and comforting, spreading warmth through me. When my friend arrived, our hunger guided us to a light meal near Hongdae Station: haemul pajeon (해물 파전) and makgeolli (막걸리). The pancakes were crisp at the edges, soft inside, filled with savory seafood, and the makgeolli added a gentle, sweet lift, each bite quietly joyful.
The next day brought the feast I had been dreaming of: ganjang gejang (간장게장), raw marinated crab. The soy-marinated crabs (간장게장) gleamed with deep orange fat and glossy shells, creamy, rich, and utterly free of fishiness; a revelation in flavor. Then came the spicy marinated crabs (양념게장), brilliant red, topped with sesame seeds and green onions, with gentle heat balanced by sweetness and richness, every bite thrilling. Finally, we savored fried rice with raw crab meat and roe topped with egg yolk (게살 알 볶음밥). Golden and steaming, each spoonful was indulgent and decadent. The creamy richness of crab and roe blended perfectly with the warm, fragrant rice.
After such a lavish lunch, we needed something sweet. A quaint café in Seongsu-dong welcomed us, peaceful enough to linger. We picked a fig pastry and a pandoro, paired with coffee. The fig was fragrant and tender against the buttery, flaky pastry, while the pandoro had a crisp exterior and soft, airy interior, lusciously dusted with powdered sugar. Sitting on the rooftop, sunlight warming my skin and the city spread below, I closed my eyes. This is the kind of afternoon you wish could last a little longer. I thought as I was drifting through the gentle joy of being present.
As night fell, we took a cruise to see Seoul’s lights from the water. The city shimmered like a dream, romantic and cinematic. And for a while, I felt like a star in a K-drama, floating in a scene that made my heart flutter. The lights reflected on the water, a thousand tiny sparks dancing under the moonlight. It felt enchanting.
Back on land, our tummies whispered for one last adventure. A sizzling spicy marinated octopus (낙지볶음) arrived on a hotplate, accompanied by perilla leaves sprinkled with tiny fish eggs. The aroma of sesame, garlic, and spice curled into the air, teasing and irresistible. Each bite was fiery, tender, and deeply satisfying. The chewiness of the octopus is perfectly balanced by fragrant leaves and spicy sauce. When we added rice to the remaining sauce, it transformed into a rich, sticky, and savory symphony, each spoonful a perfect crescendo, a final note in a weekend overflowing with taste, warmth, and unforgettable moments.
Seoul fed more than just my appetite that weekend, it filled me with moments I’ll carry for a long time. Every dish, every flavor, every little scene stitched itself into my memory with quiet warmth. And as I look back, I’m grateful for a city that welcomed me with kindness, comfort, and courage on a plate. Until the next adventure, I’ll be keeping these tastes close to my heart.
