Right after work tonight I met Chael and went to get some jajung mehan, old style noodles. They are Chinese, and my friend Jinho told me that they are so old the Chinese probably don't remember them. Jajung is one of my favorite meals here in Seoul -- noodles with black bean sauce and a some pork and onions. And, after one day of class in Hongdae this morning I can actually read a Korean menu! Even if I have no idea what I'm saying means, it's pretty exciting. I imagine by the end of my class tomorrow I will be fluent. JJANG!!