I took my dad to the fancy Korean restaurant in the neighborhood. My food was good but my dad didn’t like his. Probably because it was unfamiliar. He got bulgolgi and I got a spicy chicken dish that was red with pepper. It also made me sweat profusely. It was a bit more expensive than what he was expecting, but they brought out so much food that we were both stuffed. In any case, I’m sure I won’t hear the end of this. My dad likes to complain. At least we got a good dinner out of it.