Not only am I working like a red-headed stepchild, I'm also sick with a nasty cold. For the last two nights I've treated myself to 감자탕, potato soup. It's great!
However, what's funny to me because I'm a child of parents born and raised in rural Georgia. That means I was raised on some great soul food and, lucky me, my mom was one of the best cooks in my family.
Now let me tell you right now 감자탕 is not potato soup it's neckbone soup!
Koreans, like black Americans, have struggled and eat "low on the hog" as they say. My mother's collard green and neckbone dinners were incredible. I'm proud to stay I can whip up a mean dish of them myself. However, here I rarely bother with it because it does take time and time I don't have a lot of right now.
Imagine my joy last night and tonight when I'm sick and missing my mommy like mad to have a bowl of 감자탕. It's basically boiled neckbones with some vegetables tossed in. Seriously, my first bowl of 감자탕 had two sad looking potatoes and about three or four neckbones.
The restaurant I went to tonight had a more home feel to it and, therefore, tasted better. But both were great. If I didn't have plans for dinner tomorrow night, I'd go for another bowl tomorrow. I might be completely wrong, but I do think my cold is better for it.
I'm not a food blogger, check the sidebar for them, so I'll leave it at that. It's time for me to get some work done anyway.
Over and out...
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