I returned to Miega and fortunate for me. Never in all my many decades on this earth had I a better server. She brought me a salad, many varieties of banchan, a fork, some soup, and smiled as I asked to move far from the table with two young women and an abundance of unruly kids. The word to describe this young woman has yet to be invented. Had I just returned from Afghanistan after ten years, me own grandmum could not have made me more welcome at her kitchen table.
Years ago cousin Kathleen met me at the Honolulu airport with a plumeria lei. She rushed me to her favorite Korean restaurant and ordered bi bim bap. I had no desire for rice again for months and no longing for bi bim bap ever again. But because Miega's prices are steep I thought I would order one of the less costly bi bim baps. I forgive you Kathleen, it is a good dish.
Just goes to show no matter what you have seen, some one can come along and show you better. Thanks Miss Wonderful Server.