Love and Chopsticks

My boss had brought some food in our kitchen at school.  It was the one year anniversary of her father's death, or of her father in law's death.  So in Korea, i guess they celebrate that day with a lot of specific types of food.  One of them is octopus.  My co teacher then proceeded to tell me that octopus is really really expensive.  Like 100,000-200,000 won.  Which is like $100-$200.  Whoa.  So i tried some, it wasn't raw, it was just a little bit cooked, or boiled.  Its wasnt too bad, tasted fine, the texture is really chewy and that part was more difficult to deal with that the taste.  It must have been a decent sized octopus because the little suction cups on the tentacles were about as big as a penny.  So, incase you were ever wondering.  Octopus is in fact a delicacy.  


Before we started eating, i grabbed some chopsticks for Joanne and I.  We have a container of chopsticks and spoons in our kitchen at school. I went to get some chopsticks for her and I. She said, "Are they matching?" "Uh, no." So she went to find its match. She then said that it's bad luck to use to different chopsticks. You'll be married many times. I looked at her and said i'm a whore.  I don't think i've ever matched my chopsticks before.