I’m addicted to dried seaweed. It’s annoying my husband because he doesn’t see it as a snack, it’s supposed to be part of a meal. Because his mother used to always tell him when he was younger that it’s not a snack. So he called her to tell her that I eat so many packets of seaweed, hoping to convince me to not eat so much. But doesn’t matter what she told him when he was young, she is on my side! Haha. So she basically said to let me eat as much seaweed as I want.

I am trying to cut back a bit. The other day I secretly bought a 3 pack and ate it all at once. AND I’ve only been eating it for 2 years, he has been eating it for all his life.

Sorry if this post is not written as well, I’m writing this as my husband is doing his own rendition of Les Misérables in the background. He is obsessed. Will talk about that another time…

Every time I eat dried roasted seaweed by itself he gets annoyed at me, telling me, “It’s not a snack! It’s a side dish! You have to eat it with other stuff!” Seems like a perfect snack food to me. Comes in little packs, has a nice savory salty taste.

He has explained that the reason why he says that is because as a child in Korea he wasn’t allowed to eat it as a snack. That was because instead of serving store bought dried seaweed, his mother would make it herself. So this involved a lot of work because it’s roasted with sesame oil and salt. So his mother (and other mothers it seems) didn’t like their kids just grabbing it for a snack.

BUT, I pointed out to him that we just buy it very cheaply from the Korean grocery store. He exclaimed, “It’s not cheap!” But then did some quick maths in his head and said, “Ah yeah… it is cheap.”

That doesn’t stop him from sighing in frustration every time I grab a packet from the cupboard to eat though.