I’d never seen a Korean man cook before Sam, and I was captivated.
A column about why I love kimchi (hint: it’s not the beneficial probiotic cultures).
When I was younger, I didn’t understand the restorative, purifying effect of tteokguk. Maybe I didn’t even feel like I deserved it. This year, I welcome it.
Ramen is comfort food, a thing to soak up your regrets and get you through a rough day. But my favorite way to enjoy it has courted great controversy among my friends and family.
I used to imagine having a Korean mother, someone rich in stories and jokes about Korean food and culture. My Korean mom would, ideally, be Maangchi.
In her illness, Korean food was all my Polish-American mom from Jersey wanted to eat. It was all that she could bear.
“She revealed her affection for him while also noting his otherness.”