Sung-Kim
Reviewed
December 24, 2014 (edited August 3, 2015)
Cool autumn breeze rolls over the countryside hills painted in green and blue. Scent of bluebells welcomes me with their sweet smiles. Over the naked trees at a distance, a stream of old lazy smoke sways across seemingly endless blue sky and invites me in for a supper. A rustic, humble plate prepared by rough but gentle hands, followed by caramel glazed apple pie. As the night deepens, I sit by the fire and enjoy his food and company in peace and quiet.