Healthy Banana Pancake Recipe

Not sure what to do with your old bananas when your only cooking appliance is an electric stove? Make delicious banana pancakes that have 4 ingredients! Okay, 5 if you include the butter/oil to cook them in!

I make these pancakes all the time as a way to satisfy my cake cravings, in a slightly ~healthy way. The only sweetener I use is honey and the bulk of the mixture is banana. I usually make these without a recipe and just add more/less of what I need depending on how I feel (and how hungry I am). Keep reading for the recipe!

Ingredients:

1 x Banana (on the mushier, sadder side)

1 x egg, whisked

Tiny bit of flour

Honey, for sweetness

Makes: 2 Medium sized pancakes

Add more bananas to make more pancakes!

Mush bananas in a bowl, add egg, mix. Add in flour and honey and you’re good to go! It’s really that easy so I don’t know why we’re here!

Here’s a GIF I made to show you each step… because I’m a nerd!

Korean Cafe Vibes ft. eating an $8 Tart in Gangnam, Seoul, South Korea

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The cafe I went to today was called Urban Rabbit, located in Gangnam nearest to exit 11 on line 2 or Sinnonhyeon exit 5 on line 9. The tart wasn’t overly tasty but I was in a dessert mood. The tart cost 8,000 won (what the actual heck) and it was 90% whipped cream. The pastry was dry and the chocolatey part wasn’t very moist. However, tart aside, the coffee was great, and I went there in the afternoon so I sat upstairs for 2 hours and wrote in my notebook. I guess you pay for the experience more than the food! I had been there before with a friend in the winter. Despite their price tags, the drinks are great and the mood is nice. Korean cafes just have that ability to chill you out and inspire your creative side! There are many cafes and restaurants in this area so you’re bound to find something tasty and cozy! Happy Friday, everyone! Hope you had a great week!

What’s going on at the Seoul Hall of Urbanism and Architecture

Today, I wandered around Gwangwhamun, the cultural hub of Seoul, with a camera in hand and no particular plan. I stumbled across this ‘interactive balloon surface’ at the Seoul Hall of Urbanism and Architecture.

The space was not overly conducive for interactive, fun play (in my design opinion). Oh, that’s right, I have a real-life degree in Industrial Design from a real, certified university, I’m allowed to critique things. I do feel that this installation would work better in a more open space. It felt quite cramped, and as the balloons were tipping over with the wind, it kind of felt like they were caving in on you.

However, the soft shapes and stark contrast with the concrete jungle around it was quite a fun thing to look at. I always feel that installations like these can make even the most hardworking, suit-wearing corporate human show an interest in art and the world around them. You know, beyond the world of spreadsheets, awkward co-worker banter and instant coffee. If you’re in Seoul over the next 1-2 weeks (who knows how long it will be around), definitely check it out! I also threw in some bonus pictures of buildings and cars and colours and textures and other things that really flatten my tortilla.

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Is anyone else of the opinion that walking around with a camera all day is kind of like Christmas? Not being able to instantly upload them to Instagram or properly see how the shots turned out is so exciting. Each picture is like a gift from Santa himself. Opening up the files and flipping through each image… wow, I love it. Do you? Great. We’re not alone. Have a great day! If you take photos for fun on your blog, be sure to comment below! I really want to connect with likeminded bloggers!

What my eyeballs saw today in Dongdaemun, Seoul, South Korea

Today, I forced my couch potato oaf of a body out to Dongdaemun to investigate the famous fabric market. I recently (two months ago) purchased an embroidery starter kit with every intention of learning how to punch needle (seriously, what the hell is punch needling?). After a night of failed punch needling and red wine drinking, I decided that I wanted to stick with good old Sansa Stark needle and thread embroidery. However, I lacked the main ingredient for this ancient handicraft: a needle.

The fabric market in Dongdaemun is a mammoth of a building and would be the perfect place to hide if you were running from the law. They would never find you. I am, in fact, introducing the market as a huge, labyrinth-like fabric mecca in order to get to the punchline ‘there I was, searching for an embroidery needle in a haystack’. Which is exactly what I did. I wandered up to the fifth floor, found my needle and proceeded to have a fluent conversation with the lovely old lady in the stall. Crafts and language learning at the same time? Whoa. Who needs sports when you have low-impact hobbies like mine?

Sadly, I didn’t take pictures inside the market. I was actually extremely busy losing my mind looking at all of the shiny things. I spent 50% of my time losing my mind, 5% of my time looking for a needle in a haystack, and 45% of my time trying to get the hell out of there. I do plan on going back very soon in a more prepared state of mind. So, I will be making a concise post about how to get there and what the deal is (as per usual I got very lost because I’m stubborn and think I can go places without maps). Instead, as promised in the title, here are some of the things my eyeballs witnessed today on my journey! Enjoy your life!

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Fresh tips for moving overseas and how to avoid homesickness

Hello, intrepid traveller, today I’m coming at you with some fresh tips on how to move countries and live like an anxiety-free human person. These tips are super fresh so make sure you consume them before their use-by date. Fruits and veg in South Korea have a tendency to go from crispy fresh to dead and wrinkled in a Pyeongchang-minute.

The Backstory

In December 2018, I moved from cushy, livable Melbourne, Australia to very foreign and very Korean Seoul, South Korea. I did this in the name of love and to put an end to one year of loving another human from a long distance. I had been to Korea before, dabbled in studying the language and had eaten my fair share of Kimchi. This made the culture shock relatively smooth… wait what am I saying? No amount of kimchi could have prepared me for the ensuing culture shock. The culture shock ricocheted off of every crevice and subway passageway in Seoul. Aftershocks of my culture shock are still being felt throughout the city. Alas, I am here to help you!

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What the fork is Culture Shock?

So, let’s talk about culture shock. It’s real. It’s messy and it can also happen in reverse. Yeah, that’s something they don’t tell you on Buzzfeed. Culture shock, to me, is dealing with all of the new things around you in a new place that makes living a little bit uncomfortable. Kind of like when you sit on a wet patch of grass and have to walk around in discomfort for a bit, but then you’re fine because it’s only wet grass. Here’s some culture shock that you may experience in a place like South Korea:

  • The language can be a bit of a culture shock because you thought that watching a few K-dramas would be enough to get by (I’m partly joking).
  • It might be hard to have a successful shopping trip to the supermarket because the things you would normally buy are either not there, or are five hundred per cent more expensive than back home.
  • If you’re in a new place where you don’t look like everybody else, people might stare at you constantly and try to talk to you and objectify you as a token foreigner. This is very uncomfortable and makes people feel stupid, do not do this to foreign-looking people. Shockingly, they’re actually people.
  • People might do everyday things like taking the subway very differently to people in your home country. For example, people in South Korea love to PUSH you until they’re off the train without any ‘excuse me’s’ or ‘coming through’s’. Also, people here don’t give up their subway seats for the elderly and that’s a culture shock!

Boy, I could write a whole POST about culture shock! I kind of did write some back when I first came to Korea and you can read it here! Okay, let’s begin all the ways to help your sorry self mitigate these culture shocks and how to prepare your life for emigration (aka the point of this blog post).

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Let’s get some fresh tips on how to Taylor Swiftly emigrate!

1. Bring all of the things you rely on in your home country. They may be available in the country you’re moving to, but may be hard to find and super expensive. Besides, you’re going to need time to figure out where to buy things, where not to buy things etc. Just equip yourself with enough to last 6 months. For example, I brought Vegemite, skincare, Colgate toothpaste, shoes for my clown feet and more bras than a human could possibly need. I wasn’t sure how readily available these things would be. I’ve been in Korea for 10 months and I still haven’t managed to find shoes that fit me properly.

2. Take photos of all of your pals, places and things that feel like home. Sometimes, you just want to be reminded that you have stuff that makes you who you are. You can also find new things in your new country to add to that list, but it’s nice to be able to remember who you are. It can be hard to remember that when you’re in a completely new environment with minimal friends and you’re referred to as a ‘foreigner’ on a daily basis.

4. Bring oodles of passport photos and documents and photocopies and digital copies and a portable scanning app and a pocket-sized accountant and an on-standby lawyer and you get the gist. Trust me, you don’t want to go to a Japanese convenience store at 3am to print out a passport photo because you have to be at the Korean embassy at 9am to get your Visa. It’s just the type of stress one does not need in their life. Bring copies of everything important, back them up on your digital world and give some copies to a loved one in case you somehow lose all of those.

5. Don’t overpack. You think you’ll need stuff but you know you won’t and you know you’re going to want to buy all the things in your new environment. Just bring the things that will give you the most comfort in your life. For example, I knew that I didn’t need to pack my own Marimekko plates but I also knew that mealtimes might be a shade duller without them.

6. Make sure you will be financially set up to visit your home every once in a while. Family is important. Don’t move overseas if you don’t think you’ll be able to make the money/time to come home every once in a while unless you’re only going for a hot minute.

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Lightning round:

  • Get all of your shots
  • See your dentist
  • Pop into grandma’s
  • Stock up on pain killers and cold medicine
  • Hit the books – learn about the language, culture, manners and all that shiz before you move countries
  • Tell your government how you’ll vote in elections
  • Organise your digital living space (computers, iPads, hard drives etc)
  • Tell your bank you’ll be out of town so they don’t lock you out of your account
  • Clean out your bedroom and turn it into a place your parents can rent on Airbnb
  • Cancel your gym membership, phone plan, library card etc.
  • Make sure your passport is good for a while
  • If you’re Australian, let Smart Traveller know where you’re going and check their information about your destination
  • Have a party for your friends even if nobody shows up (it’s the thought that counts)
  • Make a budget spreadsheet and pretend you’ll stick to it
  • If you’re moving to Asia, say goodbye to clean air
  • Write down important addresses where you won’t lose them
  • Savour your last sip of coffee from your fave cafe, it may be your last
  • Kill all of your indoor plants or give them to green thumbs
  • Take out about 5 things from your suitcase at the last minute because you know you’re kidding yourself
  • Set some goals for yourself so you’re not running around without direction
  • Take note of where embassies are and how to get there
  • Make sure your life is sorted on the other side (house, job, school)
  • You can sort out phones, banks and other life admin at the other end
  • Last but not least, get ready to get a bit emotionally messed up while you adapt to your new country

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Whether your moving for six months or for eternity, no amount of blog post writing and list-making will really prepare you for moving your life to another country. Just make sure that you remember every awkward encounter and savour it as a memory of that time you moved country and everything was hard. For me, it has been almost a year since I left home. My language skills are getting better each day and I no longer feel like a tourist. I still have moments that make me want to cry and curl up into a ball because of something awkward that happened with a shop assistant or a stranger who has stalked me off the subway to ask if I have a boyfriend. You know, stuff that happens in any country. Culture shock is a given and emotions fluctuate. Don’t you think experiencing a new culture like a local in a new place is worth all of the awkward encounters in the world?

Let me know what you’d like to see on my blog. I am working hard to write more and more, so stay tuned for regular posts. I would love to hear your feedback, so leave a comment below or let me know about your experience moving overseas. Have a great week, internet world!

 

 

A textural photo essay

Do you ever just wander the streets of your city and snap away with your camera phone, living like there’s no tomorrow? No? Nor do I? How bizarre. Obviously, I do, this was my cute little way to introduce something I feel weird introducing so I made a weird little joke at my own expense. I do this in real life, too. Don’t worry. I digress. Here is a little snapshot of a collection of all the things I like to snap on a weekly, daily or sometimes hourly basis. These are the kind of photos that don’t really make any sense in a blog post so I’m just going to whack them all together now for you. So, without further ado, I give you my textural photo essay from the past 9 months of my life living in Seoul, South Korea as a pretty amateur smartphone photographer.

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Life in Colour

Hello, internet. I think it’s time we discussed the severity of seasonal depression and the incredible impact grass, sun, butterflies, ice cream, uncharted sweaty zones and happy humans can have on your mental health. I thought I understood the winter blues, living in Melbourne for the past 22 years of my life. However, my body underwent seasonal-cardiac-arrest-like winter blues on my 23rd birthday after living in Seoul, South Korea for only 3 months.

We’re talking, like, the Picasso blue period of winter blues. We’re talking, like, just finished a bottle of red wine and tried to stand up winter blues. We’re talking only ate the pasta sauce because I couldn’t motivate my body to boil the pasta winter blues. Are you getting the idea? Don’t worry, I have many more relatable sad moments to explain my predicament. We’re talking my laptop keyboard still has doughnut sugar and crumbs lodged inside of it winter blues. We’re talking winter blues so blue that not even my veiny, pale legs look blue standing beside my winter blues. We’re talking I just watched a video of a baby rabbit washing its face with its paws and I felt nothing winter blues. We’re talking I just went to the doctor for the seventh time this month and I’m beginning to forget what clear sinuses feel like winter blues.

I feel like I may have really started this post on a low note so I’m going to start a new paragraph in which I will graphically outline just how crazy seasons have affected me during my coming on 9 months of being a pale Australian girl in South Korea.

South Korea literally translates to ‘Seasons’R’Us’ in ye olde Anglais. When Koreans say ‘the seasons are changing’, they mean it. They’re not joking around. They don’t have time for this ‘ahh maybe it’s spring, maybe it’s still winter’ nonsense that we have in Melbourne. When the seasons change in Korea, you say goodbye to whichever season you had been living through prior. You say goodbye like a corrupt Korean President says goodbye to their legitimate accountant in order to welcome in their shadier sidekick.

Winter is bone-chilling, spring is a hay-fever-inducing, floral fiesta, summer is a sweaty mess and in autumn I witnessed literal red and orange leaves falling to their death. As an Australian person, these are all very confusing things to see. I grew up packing my raincoat into my bag before rigorously applying SPF 50+ sunscreen. I grew up getting sunburnt in the winter and wearing fluffy pyjamas in January (summer). Needless to say, Melbourne is tempestuous. I never had the chance to seriously become affected by the seasons because Melbourne’s teenage girl-like temper can flip a switch in a matter of seconds.

A few weeks ago, I set out for a measly 10km walk at 8 in the morning which was a huge shock to my body. A combination of illness, air pollution, and laziness left me with a long run of cabin fever. Venturing into the outside world left me with heightened senses and an overwhelming feeling of joy. I was snapping pictures of just about every significant and insignificant thing I encountered on the journey. I also decided to walk around recording the idea for this very blog post whilst pretending to have an in-depth conversation with an old friend (people in my neighbourhood aren’t so great at English so who cares about being a crazy person, right?).

Just to put all of this into context, I’d love for you to peruse the aforementioned snaps that I took on this crazy walk. Following those images, set your eyes on some not so beaut images of the December period when bodies of water were frozen and dragonflies ceased to exist. I wrote this blog post many a moon ago and am happy to report that I had a fantastic summer and went for many more runs/walks/walk-runs along this very path. I did stop talking to myself, though. That was getting a little unhealthy. Enguoy. I misspelt ‘enjoy’ and decided to leave it in for dramatic effect.

Let’s have a flashback to December 2018…

It probably doesn’t help that these photos were taken on my old Huawei phone in the freezing cold

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It may not look too crazy but TRUST ME, please, believe me, listen to me, validate me – I’m not ready to say goodbye to the butterflies and the colourful blossoms just yet.

While we’re here, let’s have a gander at some autumnal #tbt’s, shall we (from Daejeon in 2017)?

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Okay, if the picture still isn’t clear, let’s do a 2 x 2 with all four members of the seasons family…

 

Okay, I’m done trying to convince you. I also just realised I never uploaded my images of the cherry blossoms. I guess my extended illness from April-May rendered me creatively dead so I didn’t post very much. I also don’t post very much now but we’ll get to that. Have a great week/day/life/dinner/road trip/job hunt.

 

I guess I like baseball now? Why you should go to a baseball game in Seoul

In May… oh dear, I’m writing about something that happened in May. This is off to a bad start. Well let’s turn this around, shall we? My PARENTS came to Seoul recently… er, this year. They came to have a long weekend getaway in the bustling city centre of Seoul after several months of being separated by the Pacific Ocean and a harrowing one hour time difference.

Without an itinerary or much in the way of a game plan, we somehow threw the topic of baseball into conversation. One minute we were reminiscing over our childhood pet rabbit and purchasing tickets to a baseball match the next? As a person who has neither watched a baseball game nor given much thought to its supposed existence, I was quite shocked by this ticket-purchasing event. It may (or may or not at all) help to mention that this discussion and subsequent ticket purchase occurred over a rather boozy middle eastern dinner after reuniting with my parents whom I hadn’t seen since Christmas 2018. What a time to be alive!

Back to the topic of this important blog post…

I had very low expectations of baseball because I had nothing to compare the experience to. I briefly remember my brother getting a baseball bat for Christmas once and that was about the only baseball-related event thus far in my baseball-less, sheltered life (barring High School Musical 2).  To add another life milestone into the mix, I’ve also never typed the word ‘baseball’ so many times in one day.

To, once again, cut to the chase…

The reason you should see a baseball game? match? session? in South Korea is because of the CHANTING. The two teams have a cheering section on opposite sides of the… pitch? diamond? baseball ring?… and they take turns singing just about every melody under the Korean sun until they respectfully halt when it’s the other side’s turn to sing their baseball-ised, Korean version of Kelly Clarkson’s ‘Since you been gone’ at full volume. I’ve never been so entertained/confused about sports/drunk on cheap beer/sticky with chicken fingers/excited in general about anything. If you’re in Seoul, you should go and watch some baseball and enjoy the excitement. You should DEFINITELY go if you’re a baseball fan because I’m sure you’d have a blast. Boy, I bet I really sold you on this hot travel tip. This post was so descriptive that you’re probably purchasing your tickets to Seoul as we speak and planning your entire trip around multiple baseball matches? games? I still have no idea..

My lifelong dream of seeing a beer boy finally came true. It wasn’t so much a dream as it was a disbelief that such a boy/man child could exist.

How to get there

If this was a helpful blog, I would instruct you on how to purchase tickets, arrive at a baseball stadium near you and where to buy your game snacks. This is not the case. Please do NOT mistake this website for an informative blog, this is a blog where I write about my life in South Korea and nobody reads it and I go about my life being completely fine with it. Have a fab day/week/life/wedding/meeting at work.

Happy belated birthday, Buddha! 서울에서는 석가탕신일

On a lukewarm Friday evening in May, I summoned enough brain and leg power to wander beyond my daily work route of train station to work, work back to train station, and went to Bongeunsa Temple. This miraculous venture just so happened to be around the time of Buddha’s sweet sixteen, so there were lanterns, confused tourists and colours a-plenty. How fortunate and rare that I managed to have this combination of energy, awake-ness and a desire for socialising all at the same time?

I’m currently writing this very important blog post in mid-June and have been sitting on these images and aforementioned boring story without having any clue about Buddha’s Birthday and what it means to the Korean people. After three and a half minutes of strenuous research, I now know that Buddha’s birthday is a celebration for the founder of Buddhism and is celebrated with lantern festivals and lotus flower displays all over the country. It is a long standing tradition in Korea and is a great time for the nation’s Buddhist folk to brush up on their virtues and values and other Buddhism-related jargon. The thousands of meticulously hung lanterns and lotus flowers is a way for Korean Buddhists to light up the sky from their hearts and spread love from South Korea to the rest of the world. What a nice tradition!

If you’re planning on travelling to South Korea in the April/May period within the next thousand years, make sure to mentally bookmark this auspicious occasion in your brain diary. I read that Buddha’s big b-day bash is celebrated on the eighth day of the fourth month in the lunar calendar. Between you and I, fellow blog reader, I could not even attempt to try and figure out when that date occurs in earth-calendar times. I trust you to figure that one out on your own. Lunar calendar are riddles that I’ll never be able to solve. Here are the pictures I snapped on my phone after a long day of wrangling 5 year old Korean children and force feeding them a vast and articulate English vocabulary. Everyday is an adventure if you want it to be. Have a great day, friends!

Photos taken on my super Korean Samsung Galaxy A9 Pro 2.58^4 Genius Tennis champion smartphone.