Chapaguri

If you’re one of the millions of people who’ve watched the 92nd Academy Award-winning Best Picture Parasite, then you’ve probably been intrigued by that famous Chapaguri scene (english subtitles used the word “Ramdon” to describe it). If you haven’t already watched it, I highly suggest it to all. The film is still playing in most…

2020: A New Blog

Hello 2020, It’s a brand-spankin’ new year and although I’m typically not a fan of new years resolutions, something came to me and I decided to get back in the game and explain my long hiatus. I stopped blogging sometime mid-2018 because I was in my less creative phase. I had such a strong passion…

Bouffe MTL: Chez les Sud-Coréens

Back in October 2017, I received a call from a random number which I usually don’t pick up because I simply expect them to leave a voicemail if it’s important. And then I heard that ding – 1 unread voicemail. At the exact same time, I received a text message from my cousin Frank (manager of Jangteu)…

SK2017: All good things come in boxes

In honour of its near-anniversary of an entire trip to South Korea that I surprisingly did not write a blog about, I thought it was finally fitting to write about it. Here’s the ugly truth and why I avoided blogging it: It was a two-week trip to South Korea with my travel buddy, Andy, and…

FFT: The Unspoken & Underrated Parts of Travelling that Make You Wanderlust

When people think about travelling, they consider a whole range of things in all sorts of chaotic order. The flight. The accompaniment. The restaurants. The excursions. The hotel. The price. The layover. The luggage. And the never-ending packing list.  [the difficult part]  The very moment you’ve clicked on that button that sends you your booking tickets,…

Kinka Izakaya

In the summery days of Montreal, the most ideal way to spend your time with close ones is on a terrace for a nice 5 à 7. That is exactly what my friend and I did in August when the sun was setting earlier at night and we knew that Fall was soon to come….

FFT: From the hands of my mother

[perfection] In the real world, perfection is subjective. We could easily think of a perfect car, but that exact car wouldn’t be perfect to the eyes and heart of another standing across the street. [homerun] It took nine years for what I thought would never happen again – ever. Nine years ago, it struck me…