“Dip the onion in the paste.” “Don’t add too much gochujang or it’ll be too salty.” “Why aren’t you eating themung beans?” Some days, the constant nagging would annoy me. Woman, let me eat in peace! But, most days, I knew it was theultimate display of a Korean woman’s tenderness, and I cherished that love.The boy’s mom places pieces of beef from her spoon onto his spoon. He is quiet and looks tired and doesn’t talk to her much. Iwant to tell him how much I miss my mother. How he should be kind to his mom, remember that life is fragile and she could be
The relation to food is similar to there's no recipe for growing up and really shows how the food became a more intimate connection. She talks about how her mother always gave advice about food just like the other author.