"So-Called" Yuppie Life in Costco

When Dan and I were interviewing last weekend in Des Moines Iowa, our realtor and community tour host was an adorably racist Chinese-American mother. She complained loudly that her daughter's husband was white, while simultaneously praising her daughter as God's gift to mankind. We learned more about her daughter's educational accomplishments ("Youngest person ever to enter University of Iowa Medical School!") than about the history of Des Moines. Best yet, her favorite adjective was "so-called".

"This is where the so-called yuppies live. They've built so-called lofts there. There are also so-called Asian food available in that store for purchase." So on and so forth. I was trying so hard not to laugh from the back seat that I almost farted.

Dan and I are the very definition of yuppies. We live in Lincoln Park, neighborhood of the yuppie hyper-competitors. We drive a hybrid. We work in professional industries. We live as "greenly" as possible and recycle diligently. Best yet, we slavishly visit Costco.

In case you are aliens, we are huge fans of Costco foods. Their weekend samples (aka Costco "dim sum") are a mere challenge to us mortals to race around and stuff our faces with grape leaves, tortilla chips w/ salsa, cheese cubes, enchiladas, vegetarian burgers, cream puffs, yogurt samples, flavored vitamin water, chicken nuggets, mixed nuts, Fiber Ones, salted chocolate caramels, burritos, enchiladas, and more. In one visit. Dan and I have really perfected the art of taking as many samples as possible. Layer in "laps", and we've perfected the Costco sampling technique to a science.

We hadn't had our Costco fix for 2-3 weeks since we'd been traveling so much. The first thing we did after Daniel landed from Memphis on Saturday from another interview trip was go to Costco. After sampling, Dan promptly sprawled across the cool watermelons. Apparently, he used to do this as a kid as well.

I had a strange craving for Korean food on Sunday, so we hit up San Soo Gab San, a legendary Korean restaurant in the Chicagoland area. We must have come on a bad day, because the food was barely above mediocre. The ban-chan (Korean side dishes) were the highlight.

Here's Dan in resplendent Korean food glory. Bulgogi for him, Soon dooboo (tofu) for me.

Post-meal: Dan spanked that Korean food so hard it didn't know what to do with itself. ALL GONE.