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the deep scent of your anguish, and, overcome with shame, I bow my head even lower. From the *tojang-guk* (soybean paste soup) brewed today with the very soul you cultivated with such devotion, I draw out your rich fragrance and stir in...

today A place where freshly dug mugwort scent and young rice serve a bowl of spring Wild greens and homemade soybean paste soup have a deep taste of cooked nature The laughter of the mountain bloom on the table decorated with flowers and...

by waiting green vegetables in the garden that silently taught me the honesty of the soil In a bowl of delicious soybean paste soup overflowing with grandmother's love In the field where the stars are pouring in, I became friends with...

out a bag of mugwort toward me as I stand still. With a soft smile, she tells me that if I boil a bowl of soup with some soybean paste, it will be better than any medicine. That smile is as gentle yet sturdy as the pale green shoots that...