Fat Baby
(by Jean Kim)
My mother says that when I was a year old, I was handed a red bean bun, which I
grabbed and promptly took a bite right from the middle because I already knew at that
tender age that’s where all the yummy gooey goodness was. That’s what I like to think
anyway. She says that’s how she knew I was going to be a voracious eater for the rest
of my life.
When I was born in Korea, I was an 8.3 lb. baby, and apparently, I was considered a<