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7 | Huntin' fer rabbits

I woke up Sunday morning and enjoyed a lengthy video chat with my mother that lasted well into the afternoon. I caught her up with everything that is Korea of 2019 so far, and I also got the inside scoop on how much Minnesota has not changed in the slightest. My greatest discovery was Korea's newest and admittedly dumbest trend since the mullet last summer, the ear hat.
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The ear hat comes in a variety of colors and animals, when you squeeze the paw it sends air up through the tube and into the ear, raising it briefly. Styles include bunnies of different shades, Stitch, dumbo, pandas, reindeer, Pikachu, and even Santa Clause, whose mustache moves rather than ears. I was fortunate enough to find a seal with a dinky little green sprout coming out of the top of its head. To this day I have never seen a replica. And these hats are everywhere. Yet, no one actually wears them in public. So what do they do with them? My theory? They are the newest fidget spinner. During the course of the two hour chat with my mother, I manage to waste at least 85% of it idly flipping the flippers of my seal into the air. (By the way suggestions for my seal hat's names would be greaty appreciated.)
And of course my mom, who is equally ADHD as I am, was thoroughly entertained by the hat... claiming she wanted them for all of her staff. I promised to become her black market dealer for Korean bunny hats.
But first I'd need to prove myself by finding the perfect fit for my own mother. So I dialed up Dave (or kakao'd up, I suppose), and requested his assistance in my mission. One hour later, we met in the streets of 홍대, the perfect place to find the hat.
But FIRST it was time for lunch. So we hopped over to a small shop that seemed to only serve one dish and had hot rice with kimchi and roe. It was delicious!

But very strong in sesame oil, and a little overpowering to be honest. After our carbolicious lunch, we headed up 홍대's accessory street, where I scanned for the PERFECT hat. It came down between a blue or toffee colored bunny. In the end, it was the toffee color that won me out. And 9,000 원 later, I was a happy daughter ready to bring chaos to the world by giving my mother all the bunny power.
Dave and I refueled with another cup of coffee, and settled in Starbucks for another few hours of drawing in comfortable silence.
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 We then searched for dinner, which ended up being seafood fried rice. The restaurant had been out of what we had gone in for, and neither of us really enjoyed the meal.
 However the 반찬 was self serve and DELICIOUS, consisting of miso soup, cabbage salad, radish, and kimchi. So it wasn't a totally flounce.
After dinner and bidding Dave a goodnight, Ava and Caillean met me at Molly's Pops for an ironically chilly treat in such tundra-like weather. But our hearts were immediately thawed by the lovely owner of the frozen yogurt shop, who presumably is Molly. Molly makes her frozen delicacies from fresh and healthy ingredients, with original flavors such as mint chocolate chip and cacao, as well as some surprise such as beer and wasabi. I enjoyed, of course, 막걸리 (makgeolli) Kahlua while Caillean stuck to mint chocolate chip, and Ava tried blueberry yogurt.
It was a lovely end to a rather relaxing day. Thanks Molly!

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