A large spoonful of steamed white rice - topped with a slice of cheddar cheese, a piece of rinsed cabbage kimchi, and a squirt of ketchup - launched into the air and suspended until it slowly descended into my mouth. With my mouth full, I giggled and curled up to my dad as he mimicked a pilot's announcement for a re-launch.
I was only four years old then, and it is the only fond memory of my dad that has sustained our co-existen...
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