Remembering My Mother’s Buddha Parties

When I was a child, my mother used to throw these late-night parties every month.

Now, it’s not that kind of party. There was no wild dancing or raucous singing.

But there was food, heaps of them. My mom would cook many platters of bulgogi (Korean marinated beef) that would last our small household of three for weeks. She would then put the giant plate of bulgogi in the…

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