Tteokguk for a New Year and a New Start
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.
This is , a monthly column by Noah Cho about how food and cooking can inform our identities.
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