4 (Wed) September 2019
-Dasmariñas Village, Makati, Manila, Philippines-
with the Family
The Ggori Story – an allegory of self-reliance and self-pity in a pot of oxtail stock.
I’m still sick and still having to cook for everyone.
Come to think of it, W is quite paranoid about the kids catching illness, so she wouldn’t let them eat anything that I had cooked if she thought that it could be infected, say, from the phlegmy coughing, which makes me realize that she hasn’t even noticed that I’ve been sick.
Anyway, I combined the rice cakes and bulgogi to make a kind of ddeokbokki (see for example 7.225 Bulgogi Deokbokki). Even better, I used some of the oxtail stock to render a thicker/richer sauce and added vegetables (green beans, enoki mushrooms, carrots) for more nutrients and character. When the rice cakes were gone, the boys demanded steamed rice top sop up the remaining sauce – when kids ask for extra helpings of rice, it means that they like what’s on the table.
Again, a great victory that made me feel like a loser.