I remember the first time I had mul naengmyeon. It was a scorching day in South Texas, and I was banished from the kitchen. My mom and her sisters were having a cool-off session right in front of the bulky box fan, their laughter, slurps, and sighs of contentment echoing through the room. The all-too-familiar phrase “Shi-won-hae-yo!” (“so refreshing!”) left my
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Craving Coolness: The Best Korean Cold Noodle Soup to Beat the Summer Heat
