My morning oats

As we were parting last night, Tuppers (a.k.a. the BMS) informed me of his pending dental visit. When I asked if he suffered from folkloricly bad British teeth, he replied, "I've had more root canals than you've had hot meals." "It's because as a child you would start every morning by stuffing your mouth with a handful of toffees." He laughed and retorted, "While you were having a bowl or oatmeal."

Suggestible creature that I am, I decided this morning I would have a bowl of oatmeal. I managed to bollocks it up from start to finish. First I scalded the milk (despite thinning it with water, as I always do). Then I let it boil over. When I took it off the heat, it was undercooked, but out of sheer bloody-mindedness I downed it all anyway.

Today's Korean feast

• 잡채 japchae
• 황태양념구이 (spicy grilled dried pollack)
• 김치만두 (kimchee mandu [stuffed dumplings])
• cold soba noodles
• torikatsu

The mandu got a little charred in the pan, but were otherwise perfect--not to mention perfectly huge! The dipping sauce for the soba had ice cubes in it, which was much appreciated on a stifling day like today. Jay and Hera both apologised for the lack of rice, but honestly I could've done without the cutlet as well! Mercifully, there was no dessert.