a new treasure

aA Design Cafe sign
Ever have those weeks where things just seem off? Like you're just not totally in your groove? Well, this past week was quite funky for me. It was a struggle to find energy at the appropriate times, I was cranky with my students, the class material was boring, and the weather was weird. Even more, I felt like every bad social habit of the Korean culture was illuminated! Now, I'm not exactly proud of some American social habits, but seriously... Korean's could win a prize for frustrating social inappropriateness! For example, Koreans spit, ALL the time. You know that sound you make right before you're getting ready to hock a big loogie? Well if Korea had a national sound to add to their list of national flags, flowers, birds etc., the sound would be the "hocking loogie" sound. Walking down the sidewalk, everyone knows that you have to keep your eyes down to dodge piles of slimy saliva. In the States you dodge dog poo, or gum on the sidewalk. In Korea you dodge phlegm. Well, this week I was waiting for the bus and this old man standing beside me was prepping for a big spit and leaned over to spit onto the ground but the wind carried the slime and it landed right on my shoe! I was so disgusted!!! And the man didn't even apologize!

Also, Korean's push! I think there are just too many people in this country and the only way you can get anywhere is by pushing your way through the crowds. And that's fine, I can get used to that. But this week it seemed like people were pushing me around for no reason at all! One old grandma pushed me aside on the escalator just so she could stand one step in front of me. It's not like she made it to the top any faster!

By the end of the week, I just needed something fresh and inspiring. I read about this cool Design Cafe and figured it would be fun to find and a great place to sit and write. So I wandered around looking for it. I wandered for quite a while and was about to give up when I noticed this little tourism booth. I walked in and there was this sweet Japanese man sitting behind the counter. He was so lovely and was extremely helpful and when I thanked him for the directions he bowed and said "Oh, it was my pleasure!" It was such a precious little moment!
And then... and THEN I found the cafe! Oh my gosh, I think it is quite possibly my favorite cafe in the world! And maybe it's the coolest one in the world too! I fell in love.

aA Design Cafe, part of the aA Design Museum.
aA Design Cafe 1
aA Design Cafe 3
aA Design Cafe gate1
aA Design Cafe pink door
aA Design Cafe  entry
All the things I love about design, the things I've learned to appreciate and admire, the colors and trends that make my heart happy... this cafe was the total picture of it all!
aA Design Cafe bar
aA Design Cafe menu
I enjoyed an amazing fresh mozzarella and tomato focaccia panini. It was THE BEST sandwich I've had in Korea and it reminded me of Panera bread back home in the States.
aA Design Cafe food
Everything was kissed with design.
aA Design Cafe coffee
aA Design Cafe ladies br
aA Design Cafe drawers
aA Design Cafe lanterns
aA Design Cafe bottles
Those are the moments that redeem my cultural frustrations. I figure, I'm very blessed to be here and to be exposed to these differences. Not everything we discover in life is delightful (like loogie hocking Koreans) but I love being surprised by treasures.


Mom said...

What a delightful place!! I love finding little gems like that in the midst of all the usual Paneras and Corner Bakery's. It proves that originality and creativity are still alive.

Eden said...

What great photos! Your foody-design artistry reminded me of Luz. :) I also LOVE finding new awesome cafes. Enjoyed your last newsletter. Yuck to the pollution. I"ll remember to be thankful for the stars next time I see them.

frontrowseat said...

There should be an award for most consistently fascinating blogger. You've won it in my book ... er, my laptop.
I really enjoy reading your posts and keeping up with your Korean adventures. Thanks for sharing it all!
By the way, I remember the spitting -- no, hacking -- from my semester in China. Lovely.