Just spent New Years with the entire family (30+) heads at my parents house. Man it was such a ill time really sharing the love while we broke bread... or slurped on Duk Mandoo Gook. There was something special about this year. Everyone left in tears of joy at just how blessed we are to have such a large family and still have so much love for one another, and it got me thinking....

EUN EMPIRE
As far as I know the Eun Dynasty started off in Mi Rang (mee lyang) South Korea. Translation da dirty dirty south of South Korea. Its like a hour south of Busan. Anyways my great grandfather became the first Christian in our family and later became a pastor. This is the beginning of the dynasty.

So no doubt they grew up po' den a mo fo! Especailly in those times! Korea?!! dawg everyone was poor! Then my grandfather (Godfather of the Eun mafia) after being a japanese captive in the world war, wanted to study in college so my grandma (Tru OG of Eun's) worked at a comic book store ( mah nah bbang) and paid for doods tuition. Dats love people. Dats sacrafice right there. How many of you girls would do that for a man you REALLY loved... or for you boys vice versa?

In 1978, Godfather Eun decides theres no future left in korea for the Eun's and says "lets break our butts to Ah meh lee kah" (America people!) Boom! we planted straight up into ATL! before dis city was even on the map! After selling everything we owned, Grandpa saved up 25,000 dollars to come to america and transfered the funds to his brother to hold in america till we got here. Well sure enuff we get here and the cash is GONE! So literrally two suitcases each, clothes on your back, and money in the wallet is all we had. ATL in the late 70's? Looking like they did off the airplane...pshhh NO KOREANS! America just started to integrate! AkA HARD ASS TIMES!

So wut is a GODFATHER suppose to do with a huge family and no money. Take his no English speakin butt and go do construction work in the heat of the South from 8 in da am to 8 in pm EVERYDAY! The heir to the throne Jay Eun (aka my pops) was in da Korean Army, so he could not help. His younger sister (Jacobs mom) worked odd jobs and Uncle Jack the last son was in High School. (Also very tuff time to be korean in school)

1980: Opportunity came. The same relative who lost all our money came across a vacant resturaunt. So wut did we do. We opend up 1 of the 3 1st! korean resturaunts in ghetto down town ATL!!! Dats right History Makers. Korea House (which was ours and the best), Mirror of Korea, and Joh Sohn Ohk... lil ATL history lesson for you new cats. I got a newspaper article to prove it. My grandma was da cook, Aunt was the hostest, dad was the waiter, mom was an assistant, and uncle was da bus boy. You want to talk bout humble beginnings... Yeah it was small, ghetto, grimey and cheap, but it was DANK! Ted Turner was a regular (pre multimillionaire, he was just a low millionaire at the time) And my grandmas fav story, RICK FLAIR came and ate there! She loved her some wrestling!

1983: Danny Eun is born (aka Future Investment). I dont remember but my mom always feels so bad for me cause she says i grew up in da kitchen of our resturaunt. We was so poor I slept ontop of the fridge with layers of blankets as an infant. When i was 3 or 4 we had no money so I played with guns made out of card board boxes my dad would cut out for me. And my mom would make dough out of flour so that i could have play doh. These moments I vividly remember...

Then tragedy struck and our resturaunt burnt down. We was poor as hell as is. Now we have no business. Wut do we do? Give up... go cry? or pick up, have faith in GOD and get back to hustling! So we rebuilt that shack, and even started GOLDEN STELLA!

My mom tells me how when we started they put our store on the 3rd floor in the very back b/c we were new and Korean. No one even knew we existed. She says that they would be lucky to see 5 customers a day! If we sold a 100 dollars we thought we was ted turner. My dad would open up the store with my mom at 8 am and then close at 6pm. then they would go to the resturaunt and work till 12 midnight. And you complain about ur day?! Please.... Everyday they did this so their children could play with real toys, not live in a house with 8 other family members. Just like many of you my Grandma raised me. I never saw my parents as a kid. Yeah they came home stressed and at times took the stress out on me and my brother, but looking back man they loved us, they worked sooooo hard for us, I appreciate my family so much.


2 common themes.

1. We prayed and we prayed, we kept our faith in God
2.We hustled... Even when life took a dump on us we climbed out of the crap and kept hustling.


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