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Chicken-Rice, Simple yet Sophisticated

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By Josh Peek

A bell sounds, the timer is set and started, tick tick tick, 45 minutes like sand falling through the hands of time. Four weary soldiers stumble out of their fourth arena of battle. One goal drives them forward, exhausted, injured, barely holding on; “shin boon-” Jaesung Kim (12) mutters under his breath, too tired to complete the sentence; no need, the three around him grunt in agreement. 

They shuffle across sullen marshland, making their way towards their gallant steed, past the “Lichbrarray,” a store of vast knowledge. Seconds before making it to freedom, a gatekeeper requests identification, and each soldier produces their own. Approved for travel, the group makes haste to the stables. There awaits a magnificent beast, Handach Ceitea, a trusty (four-seater) horse. Each soldier clambers on, and they begin their short but arduous journey. The roads are packed, each turn and stop seemingly endless. Danger lurks around each corner; smaller single-person horses zip by, their impatience instigating chaos around them. At last, an open highway beckons them toward their goal. Each horse gallop brings the distant red sign of salvation closer and closer to view. 

As the four weary soldiers approach the gates of paradise, the smell of fragrant rice hangs sweetly in the air. Hanging by the entrance is a selection of delectable meats--pork, chicken, and duck--begging to be devoured. Each orders his portion, making their way to the back of the room. There is no need to wait long, for this establishment prides itself on speed and quality, the plates of heavenly rice topped with richly flavored chicken. They pour the ginger-infused chili atop their meals. When asked to describe the experience in a word Niko Bernhardt (12) gave the frank and truthful answer: “Bussin.” Each bite filled with other-worldly savor reinvigorates the four with renewed energy. Shin Boon Kee may be one of God’s greatest gifts to humanity.

Emerging from the shop fresh and restored, our heroes are now seen in a different light. What’s this? Purple shirts on high school seniors? Indeed, the restorative power of chicken rice has turned these four weary soldiers into Dalat seniors we know and love. Just as the saying goes: You’re not you when you’re hungry #ShinBoonKee Satisfies. Now fulfilled only one question remains, will they make it back in time for F block?


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