grandma, part 4
Somewhere between the age of 0 and 5 I’ve acquired this memory: The bowl was large, chrome, bronze, but it seemed like gold. She sat on the floor of the kitchen with a smile on her face, beating and kneading large amounts of dough. Who knew what that would become? Bread, noodles, 떡… The memory […]
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