LOVE SONGS OF LOLOBATA

KOREAN EUROPEAN STYLE MENU

After the Isya prayer, Mr. Rodi drove us to a Korean restaurant in the middle of the city. Previously Fifi happily reserved a special room VVIP as well as the food menu. We all resigned not knowing what kind of food our youngest brother craved that crazy about anything that smells Korean. It's important for us to celebrate togetherness which is very rare.

The restaurant is a modern building that applies the design of conwood wood as the walls, floor and ceiling of the room. Feels cool and unsightly. On some walls there are elaborate letters hangeul. I don't understand how to pronounce or interpret it. Whether it's a clue, a pearl word or a spell.

A waiter invited us into a room that had been cordially reserved.

"You know what that phrase means, Fifa?" ask Salman

I'm shaking.

"It means ugly people are forbidden to enter" Salman said, chuckling.

"Neh ngaco deh Salman. It read eoseo osibsio, meaning welcome." error Fifi the observer anything that smells Korean. His eyes glared as if Salman was unwilling to harass his role model culture.

Salman is still chuckling. While my mother was amazed to see the beautiful interior of the restaurant. His eyes went around looking at every corner of the room with astonished looks.

"What was that reading?" Salman pointed again to the writing hanging next to the palace painting in front of which many people move by wearing traditional Korean clothes.

"Well, if that's the nappeun salam-eun heoyongdoeji anhseubnida, it means ugly people are forbidden to enter." Fifi replied with a conjecture by Salman

We all laughed.

"In Korea there are no bad people because the plastic surgery technology in their country is very advanced." Now Fifi began commenting on the ngaco to support his ridiculous argument.

"No offense, Fifa. You can still go in. People who have a taste are more important than people who pretend to understand Korean culture. We know he's just following the doang trend."

Fifi smiled as she raised her face. With confidence Fifi acted as our public guide. The servant sister invited us to sit in front of a square table on which there was already a food heating furnace, various sauces, tissues and tableware such as small bowls, plates, chopsticks, spoons, forks and knives.

"Serve in the order of my request yes, Oppa. We want to eat Korean menu with European style" said Fifi at the waiter who serves our room.

I don't know what eating concept designed by Fifi. Eat Korean food in European style. I can't imagine it yet.

Fifi installed a small tripod near the window. Putting my gaze on the tripod while measuring the most appropriate camera angle. When the camera was on, the waiter had returned with a fish-shaped cake that was still smoking. Fifi smiled broadly.

"This appetizer's called bungoeppang yeah, guys."

Like a Fifi host practicing how to take and eat sweet fish-shaped cakes in which there is red peanut butter. Take by clamping the cake using chopsticks then put it into the mouth in a graceful style.

Me and Salman looked at me. Both smiled at the behavior of our youngest brother who was obsessed with everything about Korea. Maybe that's what he's been watching all this time.

"And this cake is not much different from the waffle cakes that are commonly sold on the roadside of Bogor city. Only the prints are in the form of fish and given the name of Korea that makes our tongue sprain." Salman commented with a casual expression.

My mom and I just saw and felt the cake no comment. My tongue is not too familiar with the taste of this fish-shaped cake. Suitable for friends to drink tea or hot coffee in the afternoon or morning.

Next the waiter put a variety of food dishes called Fifi as the main food. Some dishes are cooked. Some of it still looks raw. The waiter lit an electric stove that fused with our table and put a grill on it. Fifi quick response. He hurriedly applied the fat on the surface of the grill and then put thinly sliced pieces of meat on it while babbling like he was hosting a food chip program that appeared on a television show.

"It's wagyu meat huh, brother. This best meat should be applied to barbeque sauce and sesame oil first before baking. If you do not like too seasoned meat, can be directly roasted because the meat wagyu has been marinated with bulgogi seasoning."

Mama looks impressed by the act of Fifi who knows best. He helped Fifi put a very thin slice of meat on the grill. While I held back the smile of seeing my youngest brother.

Eating while cooking with family is fun. We enjoy our roles. While Mama and Fifi were busy grilling the meat, Salman and I helped the waiter deliver some of the dishes arranged on the table. There's a warm soup in a stainles container. There is vegetable rice and meat that is rolled with a kind of dark green color membrane that we later know is called kimbab. And there is also a piece of fried soun which is said to be called tjapjae.

"What's this soup called, brother?" ask mama while tasting tofu soup with a mixture of vegetables and seafood in it.

"Sundubu jjigae, ma'am."

Mama mangosteen. "The soup is spicy." mama's comment followed by the waiter's smile.

"Indeed almost all spicy Korean food, Ma. It's a dried chili powder if it's less spicy." explained Fifi pretentiously. He showed me a container filled with reddish powder.

Mama frowned while shrugging her shoulders.

"It's called sannakji. Brother want to try this?" Fifi showed me some small octopus that the waiter had just put on the table. The octopus was still fluttering on a plate.

Hoek, my stomach was instantly nauseous at the thought of how badly the many-armed beast was living in the stomach.

"really delicious. I think there is sweetness that way." commented Fifi with eyes bristling. His hand thumbs up at the camera.

Mama and Salman are interested in trying it. I can't bear to eat a living animal but I'm interested in trying too. I picked up a mini octopus, dipped it in sauce and then burned it on the grill. It was delicious and there were sweets too.

"Daddy. Fifa did not dare to eat directly. Though delicious lo. Not making a bitch because it's been seasoned." ledek Salman while taking another octopus and directing it to me.

I raise my hand while shaking my head. Salman chuckled then showed that disgusting scene before my eyes. Hueks. Nausea struck again while Salman smiled in satisfaction.

We enjoyed the unusual meal with a relaxed atmosphere until all the food served up and Fifi was satisfied with the video recording he made.

The last food to come out as a dessert is Patbingsu that is, shaved ice on the top is sprinkled with red beans, avocado, and syrup. It was fresh to drink on this warm night.

That said, automatic video calls stop video recording activity made by Fifi.

"Mas Bray" said Fifi blushingly closing her mouth.

In a quick motion I grabbed my salary and turned off the phone.

"Why be killed?"

Unanswered. I stuffed my car into the little sling bag I was carrying.

"Eh, why are you in? Send the video to me first." ask Fifi impatiently.

"It will be transferred to the laptop" I replied.

Fifi approached to grab my gawa. The phone rings again.

"Fuck up! How to know important information." said mama resembles an order.

I was a little bit careless to see which. Fifi took my salary.

"Hello, Bray. Have good night. Beautiful dreams about me. Muezz." Fifi shook her mouth and her hands showed the scene of a distant kiss.

With no guilt Fifi immediately closed the device. No matter what I was pouting and angry about her disrespectful behavior. In a quick motion he searched the gallery and sent the recorded video to his number.

"No courtesy. Here!" I took my salary back from Fifi's hands.

Fifi just grinned, "Sorry, brother. Tonight's video has to be edited and uploaded tonight just so it doesn't get stale."

"But that's not the way either. Not polite. Shame on sister."

"Yes already. I'll be in charge of apologizing to Bray. Where's the phone." Fifi took my gawa back. This time I resigned.

"Assalamualaikum, mas Bray. It's Fifi. Apologize that Fifi took Fifa's brother. Dimaafin ya."

Fifi handed me the device again. "Already forgiven. It's the same person."

I was confused and embarrassed by Fifi. Not just ashamed of Bray, but of Salman and mama as well.

"I'm sorry, Mas. We had a family dinner outside. Fifi from earlier plough hpku make a video shoot"

"What video?"

"Family video. He created a content entitled dinner with a Korean menu in the style of Europe."

Bray laughed a little. "Oohs. I'm interrupting a family event. Please continue. I'll call you later tonight."