H mart

My husband really likes me to cook as you know. He considers it a special treat and wanted me to cook him a special dinner for his birthday, he loves all asian cuisines so I decided on making him a Phillipiano dish. Which one of my greatest friends gave me the recipe.

So we drove out to H Mart, the biggest asian market here in denver, I love that store it is like being in India but cleaner and many more languages spoken from different parts of the planet, surprisingly we were not the only white people in the store. We got oyster sauce, pork, flour noodles, cabbage.... no mexican chorizarrio. The mexican butchers who did not know English very well, told us "no sell, no sell." Amazing how those two can work in an asian mart where most of the staff only speaks Korean, they got mad survival skills.

At the huge check out line waiting, one of the korean workers comes up to me and starts telling me " you veggie order is ready" the universal dumbfounded look on my face of "wha.." told her I was the wrong person. She and I would have remained in our state of confession, if the other white woman did not claim her order. My husband and I laughed as we both said at the same time " You see one white person you've them all!" Off to cook his meal!