A while ago, my mother sent me the most ridiculous pair of slippers ever.
Have you seen a pair of slippers more amusing than this pair? Look at the garish pink bobbles! And what is up with the baby pink dolphin with the smile? You tilt one way and that fishy smile looks sinister, while at other times it just looks cute.
My mother warned me about these slippers before she sent them to me. She had found them on her mission trip to Asia. She started describing it to me, and then she let out a giggle and said, “Hee hee hee, you’ll see!”
So I see. I first saw the “WTF” hilarity of the slippers. And then I saw my mother’s sense of humor. She had sent these slippers as kind of a joke. She had seen them, marveled at the ridiculousness of its design, and known I would share her humor too.
I love my mom in so many ways, and this is just one tiny example. So I feel it appropriate to share with you a classic Korean comfort dish, the kind of food that makes you feel like you’re eating something from the warm bosom of your mother, the kind that smells distinctly like your dear mother’s kitchen.
I’m sure every mother’s kitchen smells different. And I’m glad for it. I love the unique aromas (some would say odor) of my mother’s kitchen: pungent garlic from the various kimchi stored in the fridge, lots of vinegary pickles, tubs of fermented soy beans, mingled with the more mellow waft of steamed white rice, toasty sesame oil and bittersweet tea leaves. That’s the smell I miss most of home, other than my dad’s cologne and my mom’s lotion.
I brought some of those smells to the Olaskys kitchen one evening, because I was cooking a iconic summer dish for them. Now it’s been more than two weeks (!!) since I’ve left Asheville and my dear hosts, but I still remember the Olaskys’ kitchen aromas: fresh summer fruits, brewed coffee, the occasional fragrance of roasted vegetables and herbs. That night, however, those mild smells were obliterated by the bolder Korean food odor.
Fellow Koreans may already know which famous summer dish I’m talking about. It’s Sam Gye Tang (삼계탕)—or Ginseng Chicken Soup in English. You might think it unfitting to eat hot soup in the sweltering summer heat, but Sam Gye Tang has always been believed by the Koreans to actually be a stimulating summer dish. They believe it resuscitates the diner with all the nutrients and stamina lost due to excessive sweating.
Ginseng, of course, is Korea’s national treasure. Korea irrefutably has the best quality ginseng in the world. Don’t even think about buying ginseng that is made in China, because you’ll be wasting money on poor product. The problem, however, was that I couldn’t find the two key ingredients I needed for Sam Gye Tang in Asheville: ginseng and jujube.
Another reason I love my mommy: she brought with her some ginseng and jujube from Korea when she and my dad visited me in Asheville. She didn’t even really question my request; I think she was actually glad I would be cooking Sam Gye Tang for my hosts and friends. In fact, she also brought us a whole tub of good-quality kimchi!
So. Sam Gye Tang is actually a very, very easy dish. It requires no expert or complicated techniques. Well, scratch that—you do need some basic sewing skills, which I lack. Which is why I’m so grateful to Chelsea for taking charge of that. Hi, Chels!
I miss you!
Anyway. First, what you do is soak some glutinous rice, or sweet rice for a few hours, or even overnight (I found them in bulk at Whole Foods Market):
Meanwhile, crackle open a freakton of garlic cloves. Yes, a freakton!!! And for me that means like 4 whole bulbs of garlic. Drain the soaked rice and combine them with the jujube and garlic.
And then gather the chicken(s). Usually Korean restaurants serve one cornish hen per person—but I’ve come to discover that most Koreans generally eat a whole lot more than the average person. So instead, I bought one cornish hen and one young chicken.
Before preparing, you should wash the chicken and salt them. And then stuff the chickens!! Just shove as much of the rice, garlic and jujubes as you can into the birds. And when the bird can take in no more, get Chelsea to sew the openings up so that the yummy contents don’t leak out:
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She did a fine job! If it was me I would have unintentionally sewn my own finger into the chicken skin.
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Next, I laid the chicken into a massive pot, glugged a mixture of chicken broth and water until the birds were barely covered, and threw in the ginseng and whatever garlic is left over. Then boil, simmer, simmer simmer simmer simmer simmer until the chicken and the rice is cooked through.
I also threw in a spare mushroom and some red onion I found lying about the table. Totally unnecessary, but waste not.
Oh man. The aromas of the chicken and ginseng and garlic…It’s heavenly. I stood by the pot for about an hour, skimming off the fat and whatever impurities that float up to the surface.
And then it was time to serve. We laid out a dish of kimchi:
And a dish of sliced scallions to stir into our individual dishes:
And also the roasted seaweed my mother brought us, and some salt for seasoning:
And here’s our little chicken, swimming in its own juices:
I forgot to name it, but all the better. Because it wasn’t done justice.
You see, I made a boo-boo. I should have soaked the rice a few more hours earlier, especially because I stuffed it into a bigger chicken than a baby-sized cornish hen. So it turned out that the rice wasn’t fully cooked through. Boo!!
My diners took it all with grace, though. The chicken and broth at least, were still good.
The young chicken ended up being filling, enough for five people. I picked it apart to the bones, because I was determined to do the chicken justice for its sacrifice.
We stored the other cornish hen for the next day.
It was even better the next day, especially because the rice got the chance to be cooked all the way through.
So lesson learned: you gotta be patient with Sam Gye Tang. Give it time, and plan ahead.
You really don’t need a recipe for this dish—Korean mamas don’t use them—but here’s just a rough sketch of the ingredient list:
Sam Gye Tang -삼계탕- (Ginseng Chicken Soup)
- about 1/2 cup glutinous rice
- 2 small chickens, or cornish hens
- about 2-3 ginseng roots
- a small handful of jujubes
- a BIG handful of garlic
- about 5 cups of low sodium chicken broth
- water if needed
- 1 bunch scallions
- needle and thread
- salt and black pepper for seasoning at the table
That’s about it! Easy peasy. The whole procedure takes about 2 hours (minus the rice-soaking part), so plan ahead if you do decide to try this dish out. Hurry before the summer ends though!
Question of the Day: What does your mother’s kitchen smell like?
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Oh gosh, does that ever look good! Love that kimchi was served on the side
My mother can no longer cook … but when she did, her kitchen usually smelled like fresh baked chocolate chip cookies or cinnamon buns. There was never a moment when a delicious smell wasn’t wafting from the kitchen.
Wow! Impressive dish. =)
Traditionally, to get the broth to be milky white, you’re supposed to cook it for 12+ hours. But who has the time?!?!
Hi! I love reading your blog posts and this recipe sounds delish!
I just wanted to ask whether you were aware that some of your pictures from your old posts are not showing up :S For example, in your recipe for pb&j for grown ups, the pictures do not show – is it just my computer?
Thanks!
Thanks, Angela!
No, it’s not just yours! Thanks for alerting me. It’s so strange but the pictures show when you’re signed in to wordpress (or my blog?) but not for others. I’m trying to fix it now…I had no idea they weren’t showing! Gah, I’m so bad in tech stuff like this though. Wish me favor from the tech gods!
So…I almost lost ALL my database while tinkering with my blog, pretending to be some expert. But I think I finally figured it out. Check to see if it works for you now?
Yes! They work now. Thanks so much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to fix it!
You made one reader very happy (and hungry!)
Can’t wait to try the recipe. Yum.
Those slippers are adorable! Totally something my mom would love also…maybe our moms have similar senses of humor
I love obnoxiously cute slippers.
Hehe those slippers are hilarious! The pink dolphins are so random?! The chicken is one of my favorite Korean dishes
Love this post. The description of the kitchen aromas of your childhood sound lovely, even if some would call them odors! lol. I wish I had a catch-all description of my childhood kitchen odors but Mom didn’t cook the same types of things–it was always something weird and different. I most liked it when the kitchen smelled of cilantro because that meant enchiladas–she put lots of cilantro in the sauce. Our kitchen had Italian smells I guess most of the time b/c we did it a freakton of spaghetti growing up-lol. Mom had this sauce she made that had sour and black olives in it ad I get pretty sentimental thinking about it b/c I haven’t had that sauce since I was pretty young. I need to do like you and make it myself. Your chickens sound so incredible–love the flavors!! When you said you need sewing skills I thought you had to be joking–I’ve never made a recipe which required sewing before! Fist time for everything, I guess! I thought you were going to sew the jujubes on a string before putting them in the broth to boil with the chickens, so they could easily be removed after cooking. Haha! Shows what I know about Korean cooking.
P.S. Have you been wearing those crazy sandals? The name on the heels is suspiciously worn.
Dear Sophia,
LOL at the WTF moment of the slippers, I can surely relate to that feeling! They say a mother’s love for her daughter is truly forever. The stuffed chicken is so comforting and I love the aromas of ginseng and jujube in recipes like that.
I bet your mom is so proud to know that you cook your traditional dishes from Korea. I am sure she taught you well. I actually tried kimchi recently and have had it a few times. It is not as bad as I thought. Ryan actually really likes it now.
OMG Those slippers are flipping fantastic!! My mom’s kitchen smells like gravy (well, “sauce” to my non-Italian friends)!
I don’t really remember a particular smell with my Mom’s kitchen. Although to this day, one of my favorite things she made was white bread topped with cooked bacon and topped with sliced mozzarella cheese, then put under the broiler until the cheese was all bubbly.
I am quite positive she came up with this because that’s all we had in the house – she was creative that way. The edges of the bread were toasty, but the middle was soft, then the saltiness of the bacon and cheese – heaven on a plate. And I don’t remember there ever being a fruit or veggie!
My grandma’s kitchen, however, smelled of bacon fat, because there was a tin on top of her stove, fresh cantaloupe and she made the best cinnamon toast I’ve ever had.
those slippers are too much! i love them! this was a sweet post, there is nothing that brings more nostalgia than the smell of mom’s kitchen. mine always has delicious baked goods going, which i’ll never be able to get enough of. great post! the soup looks wonderful!
Loved loved loved your flip flops
Your mama has a great sense of humor!!! Awesome!
Neither of my parents cooked, and my mom hated a lot of aromatic smells (onion, fish, coffee) so there isn’t really a smell I associate with her kitchen. I like reading about other people’s kitchens though – yum!
Your mom is really cute and so nice to see you two have a great mother-daughter relationship. I want to be in her kitchen and learn all kinds of Korean dishes! The last picture is simply amazing. I can tell how wonderful this soup is. I hope my daughter will pick up several dishes from me and cook even without me around!