Friday, August 26, 2016

She's Not There

Sunday, July 10, 2016

Seoul Diaries 2016 - Tosokchon Samgyetang

Hi everybody!

Early this year, I went on a family trip to Seoul, Korea! I have been missing Seoul incredibly much, ever since I spent nearly a month there in 2o13.

This series will be titled 'Seoul Diaries 2016'. I will be splitting details of my trip into several entries, each describing a particular event/moment.

Today's entry will be about the legendary Tosokchon Samgyetang!

Here's an awkward picture at their entrance:


Located near Gyeongbokgong, Tosokchon is well known for their Samgyetang (Ginseng Chicken Soup), so much so that I heard that you definitely had to queue to get in!

Fortunately, despite arriving at 1pm (which was technically lunch hour), we were admitted into the restaurant immediately! Perhaps it was because we went on a Monday?

Regardless, I did notice that most of the restaurant patrons were foreigners. Seated ahead of us were a group of Japanese, and beside us were a bunch of Chinese.

The menu comprised of different varieties of Samgyetang. I regret not having taken pictures of the menu, because it was so fascinating! It even have instructions on how to properly consume Samgyetang. Supposedly, you had to first drink ginseng wine, then transfer the chicken onto a plate and start digging in! The instructions were translated into a few languages, including English and Japanese, and included various illustrations!

Upon ordering 5 bowls of Samgyetang, we were given 5 cups of ginseng wine. I personally did not drink it as I am not particularly fond of ginseng. Those who drank it mentioned that it was a tad spicy.  

And here is the lead, the famous Samgyetang:



I would be lying if I said I did not doubt the validity of all those positive reviews about Tosokchon Samgyetang upon seeing numerous tourists in the vicinity. I had assumed, initially, that the Samgyetang would not have been authentic. Having eaten a most delicious Samgyetang in Jeju Island years before, I was half-convinced that this would not compare.

Taking a sip of the soup and a bite of the meat made me pleasantly surprised. It was indeed as delicious as those Internet reviews made it out to be!

The soup was incredibly flavorful, and the chicken, doused in that unbelievably tasty ginseng soup, had absorbed the flavor perfectly.

I did not expect myself to devour the entire bowl. But I did.

Here's a picture of us before digging in:



In conclusion, I would say that the Tosokchon Samgyetang is definitely worth a try!

To avoid the long queues, perhaps visit the place at an odd timing on a weekday? I presume we were fortunate to have been admitted immediately during lunchtime because when we left, I noticed a queue forming at the entrance.

For those of you visiting the place, do take note that you'd be given a table number. Bring the slip of paper (?) bearing your table number to the cashier located near the entrance to pay. 

Here's what the exterior of Tosokchon Samgyetang looks like:

Tosokchon Samgyetang (토속촌 삼계탕)
Credits: Imagine Your Korea

Upon exiting Gyeongbokgong station, a short walk would bring you to this scene:

Tosokchon Samgyetang (토속촌 삼계탕)
Credits: Imagine Your Korea

And this is their address:
5, Jahamun-ro 5-gil, Jongno-gu, Seoul
서울 종로구 자하문로5길 5 (체부동)

Til next time then! ~ 

Saturday, July 9, 2016

Commencement 2016


Guess what?

I finally graduated last Friday!

Here's the video of me receiving my degree scroll from NUS President Professor Tan Chorh Chuan:

video


For those of you wondering, the Professor was extremely nice and friendly. When I approached him onstage, he said warmly, "Hi Nicole, congratulations!", which melted any form of anxiety I was having, and carved that beam on my face.




While I was sitting amongst the copious amounts of to-be graduates downstage, I found myself reflecting upon the past 4 years in NUS. 

I was lucky to have been granted bountiful opportunities which resulted in colorful friendships and worthwhile internships.

It has been a very dark period of life for me since I ended my exams and embarked on life as a full-fledged 'adult'. 

I am struggling to get a grasp on life and maintain a sense of identity. It is not easy when everyday is like a torrent of tangled drawling rain.

But... less on that, shall we?

Anyway, do support Chriscole by following us on Carousell, Shopee and Instagram! :) 

With love,
Nicole 



Friday, May 27, 2016

Snapchat

So... I finally reinstated my Snapchat!

Haha. 

If you're interested in my random shenanigans, feel free to check out my Snapchat @nictmin :)

video

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Thursday, April 7, 2016

Your Song

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live
If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on
So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Falling

Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe.

When you feel like your entire world has fallen apart. When the pieces that you built painstakingly collapses because of your own ineptitude. When you feel like you have failed the expectations of the very people you were striving for. 

It's almost imperceptible - that sudden rush of guilt that floods your heart. One minute you find a wee bit of relief and insouciance, the next you're giddy and sick. 

You listen to the speeches of those you love. You hear the melancholy in their voices. You long for a middle ground. You seek freedom, but feel bound. You are stuck in a rut and nobody can rescue you. You are your own savior. 

Yet. 

You have no more strength. Your energy is drained. The bed is your solace. Tears are your comfort. 

You seek that once-familiar emotion. That thing called happiness. You think you can feel it again - that one brief moment. But all too soon. It's gone. 

You know they love you. But you can't pick yourself up from that pit of despair that you had unintentionally plunged into. 

Falling. 

And falling.