Thursday, October 29, 2026

Sashimi & makgeolli at 4:45pm

 

Yesterday afternoon, I was walking up the mountain from the bus stop when my neighbor warmly invited me inside. He offered to share some fresh sashimi and a bottle of makgeolli.
His wife is currently very ill, spending most of her days resting and asleep. While rice wine usually makes my head spin, I accepted his invitation without hesitation—because I know just how heavy and quiet loneliness can feel.
So, we sat together, pouring glasses of milky rice wine and dipping pieces of raw fish into spicy red sauce. As we ate, we were enveloped by the warmth of the room—surrounded by generations of family photos, a lifetime of beautiful memories, and a quiet, deeply felt hope for his wife’s healing and future.