My husband arrived home today bearing a rectangular box wrapped in two shopping bags. It transpired that his co-worker John* had a layover at the Incheon airport on the way from Hong Kong, and impulsively bought us a gift. I smelled it before I saw it.
A kimchi gift set.
I'm not exactly sure how long it takes to fly from Incheon to L.A., but by the time the kimchi arrived at our house, the plastic packaging was bulging alarmingly. At least it didn't explode.
My husband ate the kimchi with chicken pot pie.
--Weigook Saram
*Name changed to protect the guilty.

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