My Mother’s Table: A Slow Return to Maljukgeori

말죽거리, 엄마의 밥상 — 그리고 느린 하루 Until not so long ago, the place where I grew up was still called by its old, affectionate name — Maljukgeori. When we first moved here in 1982, I watched a cow amble along the small hill behind our house and was half-convinced we had moved to theContinue reading “My Mother’s Table: A Slow Return to Maljukgeori”