daniel: tony, how many bottles can you drink? anthony: we ll see. all: whoa! anthony: yes, i remember now. somewhere near the start of the evening. the moment little brother grabbed the reigns of our soon to be careening chariot. unfettered by earthly conventions like so-called good sense. or inevitable reality of work tomorrow. daniel: all right. eat the egg, eat the egg before it gets cooked too much. anthony: oh that s good. daniel: it s good? you like the marinade more, right? anthony: yeah, yeah, yeah. this being korea, beer is a must. as is, apparently, soju. i had forgotten that part. i m curious, though. i mean, what seems to define korea, as i know it, is it anticipates the future very, very well.
my mission, for purposes of television, is to ingratiate myself with a group of total strangers. insinuate myself into their lives. observe, what they call, and please excuse my painful pronunciation, hwe-shik. it s an expression combining the concepts of company and meal. in korean business culture, this would be a regular thing. a one-night corporate retreat, if you will. which is how i ended up at my appointment with the fates. a barbecue joint popular with the salary man. anthony: yeah, who is everybody here? daniel: noh, mister noh. ok. daniel: mister huh. anthony: huh. anthony: tony. daniel: tony. anthony: i think they like me. daniel: do you drink soju? anthony: i do. daniel: okay, excellent. anthony: soju.
korea. which is how, i suppose, i wound up in a tent on the outskirts of seoul. choi: tony, hello! anthony: hi, how you doing? all right. choi: tony. anthony: yeah, right here? all right. choi: yeah, okay. anthony: classic, indigenous ingredients. choi: no, no, no, no. spam. anthony: oh! choi: okay? anthony: yeah! choi: yes! anthony: excellent! all right. we re finally back out in our yard, but so are they. introducing scotts turf builder triple action. it kills weeds, prevents crabgrass and feeds so grass can thrive, guaranteed. our backyard is back. this is a scotts yard.
than i can say. tony. tony jch mister huh: tony, sit down. sit down. daniel: we got to go somewhere else. we got to go somewhere else. we re not finished here, tony. anthony: squid drinks and m&ms? sure. makes perfect sense. in fact, there were oysters somewhere along the route. a detail that becomes increasingly worrying with our alcohol intake. anthony: oh, oysters. awesome. nice. competitive drinking and shellfish. daniel: you ever play any korean drinking games? anthony: uh, no. daniel: no? well they have a lot of them. it keeps the energy up and keeps everyone kind of, drinking. anthony: oh. anthony: stop two: gol mok gil. daniel: all right. we re going to play a little game first.
it s everything mama warned you about. and it s got it all, baby. and when the music s over, your life will have changed forever. choi: one, two, three. [ speaking foreign language ] anthony: okay. anthony: oh easy, okay. choi: okay. kimchi, tony, you go frank, meat. anthony: oh, yes! choi: both, okay? anthony: yeah! choi: okay, okay, okay. anthony: dating back to famine years of the korean war, scrounging and scavenging from american military bases, it s, in fact, a classic example of necessity being the mother of deliciousness. hot dogs, canned baked beans, spam, instant noodles. put together with the ever-present gochujang and kimchi. it became an enduring and deeply loved classic.