And I eat it, anyway.
Mmmmm… Kimche. Lots of garlic and hot peppers, with lots of rotted cabbage. Yum.
Fuck you if you don’t like how it stinks. It’s delicious, and I love it. Your wife loves it, too. She buys me containers of it, and eats one third of it, then hands me the rest. You didn’t stop fucking her when she ate a third of the stuff… I’m gonna eat the rest. Smell the garlic and hot peppers, and rotting cabbage, dammit. BURRRRRPPPPP!!!
I buy Kimchee, and I’m not allowed to eat it in the house. If I eat it at four in the morning in the kitchen the smell will wake her up and she will be mad. I have to eat it outside or in secrecy in the bathroom in the back bedroom with both doors door shut tight like a drug addict. It’s almost more trouble than it’s worth.
We should probably change the title of this thread to “Kimchi”.
Kim Che sounds like someone’s name.
Okay, okay, eat your stinky cabbage. Please don’t eat it in the break room at work though. 
Out of consideration for my fellow co-inhabitants of this planet, I refrain from eating kimchi when the ambient temperature exceeds about 90° F. Any other time of the year, my beloved gallon jug of fermented nirvana is fair game. My wife despises the stuff, but it’s just something she is going to have to learn to deal with. I don’t even see what her problem is. She likes sauerkraut. And as our friend W.W. would likely put it, kimchi is to sauerkraut as Classic Coke is to some tepid, off-brand, generic cola. It is the New York Yankees versus grade-school t-ball. Just give me a bowl of sticky rice and some seaweed sheets to scoop it with, a little miso soup, and a hearty serving of weapons-grade kimchi, and I’m happier than a pig in shit. If I could, I would eat this for lunch every day for the rest of my life.
I’m not exactly sure I understand what the wife fucking stuff is, but I like kimchi.
Goes good with soju, too!
tasty stink.
kimchi is GREAT. My wife loves it too! My sis in law had renters that were ethnic Koreans born in China (which special designations in their Chinese passports). We traded a metric barrel of green onions and got back jars of awesome kimchi from them. Win Win
I had no idea it was spelled that way.
In English, it’s usually (in this order) “kimchi,” “kimchee,” or (rarely, IME) “gimchi.” Sometimes there is a space between the two syllables, as well.
Kimchi makes excellent mosquito (and bear) repellant. We used to eat it all the time when camping in Alaska. You just have to make sure that everybody in the party eats it, because if one person doesn’t, they die.
Yeah, I was wondering who Kim Che was.
There’s a burger place around the corner from me that makes: kimchi fries - caramelized kimchi, cheese sauce, bacon, scallions, sesame seeds. Also, a kimchi slathered burger, with kimchi mayo.
Due to dietary reasons, I have not indulged in these things, but I’ve seen them (look delicious) and have been told they’re nomnomnomnom. The kimchi and tofu plate is good.
I must have some kind of issue because I eat it all the time and I never notices any stink. To me it’s just tasty, salty, spicy, sour cabbage. Never noticed any stink.
I like radish kimchi as well as the usual cabbage kimchi. I prefer it when it’s really well-fermented, so that it’s kind of fizzy when you put it in your mouth. And yeah, it smells, but so do a lot of other foods I like (washed-rind cheese, for instance).
When I was in high school the Korean student teacher brought some in. I didn’t try it myself but I can still remember the screams.
You’re right. I can’t spell furrin food names fer shit…
Mods, please correct my shitty spelling. :smack:
My friend’s wife bought me some, and ate some of it before giving me the rest. I started snarfing it down right away, and my friend complained about the smell. He didn’t seem to mind his wife eating it, earlier, though…
I served in the Army and was stationed in Korea.
It was there I learned to love kimchi. I can buy it here in the US, but it’s blander than what I got overseas.