I’m a Chef—but Broccoli Spaghetti Was All My Family Wanted From Me

Good food is worth a thousand words—sometimes more. In My Family Recipe, a writer shares the story of a single dish that’s meaningful to them and their loved ones.

I hadn’t seen my family in four years. My parents live in a small town in Korea calle…

Good food is worth a thousand words—sometimes more. In My Family Recipe, a writer shares the story of a single dish that's meaningful to them and their loved ones.


I hadn’t seen my family in four years. My parents live in a small town in Korea called Pohang, known for its steel, and my brother in Seoul. And I've been in New York trying to make something of myself.

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I Didn’t Feel Connected to My Mom Until We Cooked Korean Food Over the Phone

My mom and I have never cooked together. Unlike many sentimental food stories that start with “I learned how to cook at the helm of my mother,” I have absolutely zero memories that involve home cooking with my family. Both of my parents were busy, so m…

My mom and I have never cooked together. Unlike many sentimental food stories that start with “I learned how to cook at the helm of my mother,” I have absolutely zero memories that involve home cooking with my family. Both of my parents were busy, so my brother and I were often left to fend for ourselves.

It wasn’t that my mom was a lousy cook. Her soups were always a hit, as were the five or so dishes in her weeknight rotation. Like many Korean moms, she mastered her craft to a T.

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