The Cold Korean Noodles We Can’t Stop Slurping

Esther Choi's soybean noodles hit me in the face like an A/C.
Esther Choi's soybean noodles hit me in the face like an A/C.
Photo by Bobbi Lin

I don’t remember the first time I ever ate kongguksu, or chilled Korean soybean noodles. But I do remember the first time I rediscovered it years later as an adult (if a lonely, flailing twentysomething counts as an adult).

It was payday on a hot summer Friday in New York City. And maybe it was the heat or the overexposure to sunlight (which a caveman like me can never really get used to), but I remember being very hungry and, like the narrator in that Tracy K. Smith poem, “journeying for water/ From a village without a well, then living/ One or two nights like everyone else/ On roast chicken and red wine.”

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(via Food52)

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