I'm still haunted by the Kogi Truck. I took a trip to LA not too long ago. The highlights were eating at fine establishments like the Kogi Truck and the other being able to say that I was in the audience for Conan's last "Tonight Show". I guess being slapped in the face with a fake fake boob (not a fake boob - there is a difference) would rank pretty high as well. But lately, there's been a gaggle of people making the trek out to LA. And I've been telling everyone about the Kogi Truck. What's the Kogi Truck? "Kogi" in Korean translates to "meat" in English. So basically it's a meat truck. Delicious meat that traverses the greater LA area and all served from a makeshift ice cream vending truck. It's joy in food form. (I guess that means I'm an emotional eater.)
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Get the spicy pork tacos which is basically daejibulgoki wrapped in a small flour tortilla. My mouth is watering just thinking about them. Ok. I'm hungry now.
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The title is from a quote by Jack Kerouac which is, "I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion." To be honest, I learned of the quote off a REM t-shirt that I bought at a concert. Regardless, the sentiment is nice. I believe that there is no single "Truth" and those who proselytize, coerce, persuade, bend, or cajole others towards a singular "Truth" will ultimately have to own up to their ignorance. At least, that's my hope. Let's make this a journey, shall we? hp
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