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chapters 3 & 4 : kp duty and streets of gold

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These are excerpts from Good Bye Joe, a book about my family. As I am currently in the market for a publisher, I can only post a paragraph or two. If you’d like to read more, shoot me an email at yobodish@yobodish.com.






He woke up with severe hunger pangs. He lay there on the shredded straw mat for few more seconds until he felt the nausea subside. He and his youngest brother didn’t have much luck scavenging for food the night before and he knew today was going to be even harder. 


He tiredly propped himself up on his elbows and peered over to see both of his younger brothers curled up next to his mother. His father was sleeping next to a tree. There were only five of them now. His two older brothers were sent off to fight the war against the North Koreans and the family hadn’t heard from them since they left.

My older sister and I were sitting on the floor mesmerized by the story my brother was telling about a flying van when we heard the front door opening. It was dad coming home after finishing his first shift as a dishwasher at a Chinese restaurant and second shift as a busboy at an Italian bistro. It was almost midnight but since it was Friday we were allowed to wait up for him.


The first thing I noticed was the blood around his mouth. His pants were ripped and there was a huge black stain on his shirt. I stood there, frozen by the sight of him.






Chapter 1: How to Convince a Runaway Son Who Didn't Want to Marry a One-legged Woman to Come Back Home


Chapter 2: Kun Jip


Chapter 5: Americans Eat Turkey on Thanksgiving


Chapter 6: Paper Dolls and Airplanes


Chapter 7: Days of Summer


Chapter 8: How Do You Spell Kitchen? C-H-I-C-K-E-N


Chapter 9: Burglar with Red Socks


Chapter 10: My One Tooth Aunt


Chapter 11: Not It


Chapter 12: Batman v. Superman


Chapter 13: The Road Trip Test


Chapter 14: Sisters

Welcome

chapter 3: kp duty

Dad’s on Top of Spaghetti Covered with Cheese Spaghetti has a thick tomato sauce with juicy, flavorful meatballs.

Dad’s Kahl Guk Su (Kal Guk Su) with Home Made Noodles’  smooth broth and silky noodles hits the spot on a cold winter’s day.

Umma’s Beddy Eejee to Make Pah Jun is a great snack or side dish served with rice and other bahn chan.

Umma’s 10-hour Shift Gehran Jhim is another super simple side dish that goes great with dang jahng jigeh (dang

jang jigae).

Dad, Haem and me in Maui for Haes’ wedding. I was told America was a place where the streets were lined with gold. They may not be lined with gold, but they are filled with opportunities.

chapter 4: streets of gold

streets of gold recipes

kp duty recipes

what’s cookin’ in the kitchen

more goodbye joe excerpts

What’s for dinner?
January 11, 2011
2011... Really??? 
Didn’t you expect to see flying cars by now? Is it really 2011? I remember reading Orwell’s 1984 and thinking how Winston lived in this crazy, unreachable time that only existed in overly creative, bordering on genius minds. Conditions of Oceania haven’t materialized but that didn’t stop Father Time from swooping up huge swaths of days, months and years, leaving me wandering, “Wasn’t it always 2011? No way 1984 ever existed. I’ve been asleep for 7 hours and lost 20 years.” 

Anyway, I welcomed 2011 in New Zealand--oysters on the left are NZ’s finest. 2011 is going to be filled with family fun; exciting adventure; grub-worthy food, and a bit of excitement (not sure what kind yet). Watch for new recipes and mouthwatering pics. Cheers to you all! 
Happy eating!