About Us
We met in Korea in 1978 and married two years later. At the time, I was in the military, and M spent the next 14 years navigating life as a “military spouse” while I deployed to far-flung places—from jungles in the Philippines to the deserts of Saudi Arabia (think scorpions and angry baboons, not beaches).
As my military retirement approached, M and her sister bought a Korean restaurant near the base. I went back to school, then joined the business full-time when her sister bowed out. From server and handyman to webmaster and advertiser, I wore just about every hat. Things were simpler back then.
We ran that restaurant—just the two of us—for 16 years before selling it and opening a small Teriyaki/Korean take-out spot in Seattle. When the building was slated for demolition, we “retired.”
In 2017, M launched another Korean restaurant. I wrapped up my job and joined her once more. This time, we had employees, payroll, insurance, taxes—the whole nine yards. It lasted six years, though Covid made it feel longer. We sold it and retired again. Sort of.