When hong rae-jin again ate in taiwan, his tears were bursting and his words were broken — his tongue was swallowed. And i, especially the simple, but amazingly good, food, can't resist, and i can't stand it. Btw, which was after bread and soup and cat weather, added to the deep night cafeteria, just finished with the egg sandwich, thought that the diy egg sandwich couldn't get any worse. I was curious about hong rejan's branch story, about the brothers and sisters who split up and then all told me about their own store or something. This time, i don't care, because when i start eating, i'm caught in the smell. It's the original thing. It's a simple mix of sandwiches: toast + omelet + ham + cream. It's a good match, and each part is highlighted, but it doesn't play games, and it's not like i at breakfast's pool sandwich, where content (especially soy sauce) totally grabs bread. And i like it when it's his toast, soft and soft, and it's a nice drop。