Sunday, March 3, 2013

for the love of kimchi

Wandering the aisles of the grocery store, a place he typically hated, he felt his eyes burn with tears and his heart swell.

There was a full aisle devoted to kimchi, something it was almost impossible to find easily and of high quality on the Mainland.

Seeing all of those kimchi jars, all lined up and quietly asking to be chosen, he knew he was home.

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