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Kimchi in Space
rtknox00 writes "For astronauts spending months in space, the smallest touch of home can make a big difference. So when South Korea's first astronaut Ko San boards the International Space Station this April he'll be bringing along a hefty supply of kimchi, the national dish of his native country. While bringing a cherished food on a long journey might seem like a simple act, taking kimchi into space required millions of dollars in research and years of work." Science may never get Thorramatur in orbit.
Yes, it's nice that they are allowing this, however, I suspect that the smell will permeate everything in the station. Just saying.
So thats where our tax money went... researching the fluid mechanics of kimchi in 0 g..
The spice! It's in my eyes! AUUUGHH! It burns!! The goggles... they do nothing!
in space no one can hear you fart.
But you can't take a haggis into space - what if yon beastie escapes and runs round and round in wee circles, because everyone knows that the legs on one side are shorter than the other, what with them living in the hills...
One swallow does not a fellatrix make
Taking kimchi up in space - man, the smell of that stuff is brutal - and in space, you can't exactly crack the windows when he starts farting now, can you? Seriously, just because you _can_ take a smelly, nasty food up in space because people of your ethnicity eat it doesn't mean you _should_ take it up. There's the "bringing home with you so you don't get so lonely" deal but there's also the "having to live in a confined space with several other people that have nothing in common with you" deal. And bringing food that has a >0 chance of really bugging your fellow astronauts isn't the greatest idea. What's next, having an Icelandic astronaut bring some håkarl up, too?
-- Josh Turiel
"2. Do not eat iPod Shuffle."
Yes, and World War II was essentially a frank exchange of opinion.
At this point I'm forced to ask where you got your nickname...
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Funny story about that. A coworker of mine married a Vietnamese woman, and seeing as how they both love durian, they decided to have a durian wedding cake. Now, since the wedding was held in the US, most of the guests were, shall we say, unfamiliar with the fruit. The highlight of the evening was a small child who took a bite of the cake, and who burst into tears crying, "I can't make the taste go away!". My first experience with durian (in bubble tea) caused my colleagues at the table to start to complain that the restaurant must have seated them next to a trash can-- until they realized the smell was coming from my drink. Ahh, there really is nothing like durian in the West.