I've been thinking about the connection between baking and ritual and motherhood and how recipes are passed on from mother to children and how recipes house stories. I realise I want to understand Korean cooking as a way of remembering and retelling this experience to my family. That this book is not just my document but a desire to pass things on, a desire for my story, my legacy to continue in my family and beyond. I made soda bread for JinYeob and Pipi. My mothers recipe. We chatted while it baked in the oven. I remember back in 2006 being with my mum in Zambia, where she is from, and her teaching this recipe to an Irish priest as he was craving the comforts of home.