[ speaking foreign language ] that s true, dad. we all look the same. [ laughter ] i love it. he may be a korean gone bad, but dave choe still tries best he can to be a good son. he bought them this house in los feliz and visits for family meals often. in fact, when we first met, sensing it had been a long time without a true home-cooked meal, he invited me to dinner with them. so, guests are not unusual. jane choe is an amazing cook. it s going to be very delicious. mom, dad, look who s here. hello. how are you? can you smell something? oh, yeah. good stuff. yeah, all the good stuff coming. maybe somebody going to hire me later. [ laughter ] okay. which ones are you?
are you the oldest? i m the middle. i m the suicidal pirate. oh, already signs of trouble here. my older brother is the hip-hop santa. he was the oldest. he beat me up. i beat him up. and then he would just cry. i ll show you my dad s painting. hey, dad. yeah. hey, come over here for a second. when you paint this dad? 30 years ago? 1973. every christmas he unrolls it and just scotch-tapes it to the wall. my mom s the artist in the family now. so this is a family of artists? the choes are devout christians, not unusual in the korean community, but they are unusual in that they re both artists of a sort. jane treats the house like an ongoing art project, drawing sunglasses on family pictures, stapling angels to dave s paintings that have hung in the white house, getting crazy with the glue gun, adorning wreathes with happy meal toys, sticker-bombing the kitchen with
cheong po mook, seaweed and jelly mung beans, noodles with shiitake mushrooms, avocado egg rolls, fried squid and shrimp, potato pancake. often at the choe house, there s a few mexican dishes sprinkled in as well. it is always a great meal. i can tell you that. thanks, mom. this is delicious. this is awesome. thank you. i love it. during the riots of 92, jim and jane choe worked as real estate agents and property managers, so the destruction in koreatown had a direct impact on their lives. the choes watched from home as the chaos unfolded on tv. after the riots, jim wrote a letter to the editor that was published in the l.a. times. i m extremely angry with the lapd for their outrageous action. while the cops to let the looters run wild and rape our
okay. which ones are you? are you the oldest? i m the middle. i m the suicidal pirate. oh, already signs of trouble here. my older brother is the hip-hop santa. he was the oldest. he beat me up. i beat him up. and then he would just cry. i ll show you my dad s painting. hey, dad. yeah. hey, come over here for a second. when you paint this dad? 30 years ago? 1973. every christmas he unrolls it and just scotch-tapes it to the wall. my mom s the artist in the family now. so this is a family of artists? the choes are devout christians, not unusual in the korean community, but they are unusual in that they re both artists of a sort. jane treats the house like an ongoing art project, drawing sunglasses on family pictures, stapling angels to dave s paintings that have hung in the