Here’s a random moment in my life. Eric had asked me to go along on his shopping endeavor in order to get that female POV. I suggested calling our good friend Willie, who is the master of style.
We took advantage of the beautiful weather one Saturday to head down to Jeolla-do, the south-west area of Korea. The fog seeped back into the mountains, the air smelled like dirt and trees, we moved through highways and roads that would leave us southbound. We were pleasantly surprised to find a persimmon farm.