French Friday

Usually, my life is like the movie Groundhog Day, but every once in a while, I get to experience something out of the ordinary.

Yesterday was a mix of old and new. Another typhoon blew through, but that didn’t stop the Friday group hikers from hitting the road. It did keep me from hitting the bars, but a surprise invite to the neighbor’s house for dinner turned out to be a unique event for me. Jeff’s friend, Frank, is from France, and he prepared last night’s meal. The man is quite the foodie, and I couldn’t help but think of my pal Kevin Kim, who also prepares dining delicacies from scratch and coincidentally speaks French. Suffice to say, it was a great evening hanging out in the ‘hood, drinking beer (and some Fireball shots), and enjoying food items I rarely eat these days.

Our chef, Frank, was busy in the kitchen preparing a menu that included both fish head bisque and French onion soup, as well as a black mussels curry.
The monsoon party gathering.
The gals…
…and the guys.
I think that’s the French onion soup.
The mussels.
French fries (of course!) and croutons.
The fishy bisque…
…and the French onion soup was amazing.
Hell, Caesar.
The mussels were strong.
Good job, Frank!
And believe it or not, we stayed out last night until 9:30 p.m. Talk about going wild!

And last night’s attendees will reconvene later this morning in San Felipe at Nangolon Falls. The good news is the storm seems to have passed, and while the skies are still cloudy, the rain has stopped. Here’s hoping that continues through the day. Oh yeah, last night the group I’m bringing all canceled. This morning, they’ve changed their minds again and are going to join in the fun. Hooray!

For yesterday’s rainy hike, we opted to take the flat and mostly paved Philseco loop. Here are some photos from that adventure:

Fellow joiners, Chris, Steve, and Swan. Poor Steve didn’t think to bring an umbrella, but once you are soaked, I guess it doesn’t matter. I had one, but by the end of the hike, I was wet too.
The slow poke, Swan.
The Philseco Road isn’t as busy as the highway, making for a more pleasant walk.
We only come by here once a month, but this lady always looks for our cookie delivery (she has three young kids inside the house).
Always glad to see my favorite tree still standing.
One of the nicer parts of our hike.
Pond, mountain, clouds.
A sorta sturdy bridge crossing.
And the rickety bridge.
It carried the load again.
Walking in the rain still beats sitting on your ass, at least during daylight hours.
Seven kilometers, beginning to end.

That was my Friday, and it was a good one.

Still climbing through the March 2014 LTG archives, and this post documents another mountain trek in Seoul, this time Bukhansan, one of my favorites. Oh, how I miss those days.

Today’s YouTube video shows yesterday’s storm in full fury. Wasn’t quite as bad in my neck of the woods wind-wise, but we got enough rain to flood the highways. Hopefully, we won’t have any issues accessing the falls in San Felipe today.

Humor time:

She must have a girlfriend.
It’s only words.
Good point.

And now to finish preparing for today’s adventure at the Nangoloan Falls. Tell you all about it tomorrow.

4 thoughts on “French Friday

  1. re: acyrologia

    Get in there and correct every error! Can you?

    re: your French chef

    1. soupe à l’oignon gratinée
    2. moules et frites
    3. soupe de poisson? bouillabaisse?

    Nice. Classic. I don’t know how to make any of those, but there are plenty of recipes online.

    One of the nicer parts of our hike.

    Surely, you jest. Otherwise, that looked to be a nice walk.

  2. Kevin, I just gave the acyrologia meme a quick scan before posting, but yeah, I think I caught most of them. It’s amusing to hear people do this in real conversations.

    The best part of that French meal was that it was all made fresh. I’m an out-of-the-box or can kind of guy in the kitchen. The downside was the timing…he started cooking around six, and it wasn’t until after eight that everything was done.

    “One of the nicer parts of our hike.”

    I went back and looked at the photo again to see why you might think I was jesting you. It’s the section of our hike where we are off the road and walking pondside through the shade. What’s not to like?

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