We appropriately ended our Saturday of holiday shopping in Insa-dong by passing some chestnut roasters on the sidewalk. I had actually never had a roasted chestnut, and we almost didn't have these after they tried to charge us, the obvious foreigners, $5 for a small bag and the Korean's in line behind us $3. To all street vendors who try to price-gouge RCP: Wrong person to pull that on. He knows what you're up to before you even try it, he speaks enough Korean to count and understand numbers and you'll get an earful in that good ol' New Yorker way. He will win.
(Is it just me, or does anyone else think that a roasted chestnut tastes like an undercooked potato?)
Chestnuts roasting on an opening fire.....(sung in the voice of Bing Crosby)....
....not as glamorous as the song suggests though.
A little holiday cheer in the subway on the way home, compliments of a Presbyterian church.
A little holiday cheer in the subway on the way home, compliments of a Presbyterian church. 
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