A couple of weeks ago I sat down in a restaurant and ordered some Vietnamese dish. As with all Vietnamese dishes, rice accompanied it. However, for the first time since arriving in the country, I discovered why Vietnamese rice is always damp and clumpy - because when it's dry and light, it's impossible to eat with chopsticks. Which it was that day. Dry and light. And impossible to eat with my chopsticks.
My latest adventure has brought me to Asia for the first time. More specifically, to Vietnam. Home of motos, Buddhism, bicycles, rice, more motos, Communism, more rice, even more motos, and finally... the most motos.
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December 11, 2011
November 30, 2011
I Want My Turkish Tea!
| This tea... |
If you go to the right cafes and restaurants in Saigon, you'll receive a complimentary glass of tea even before you order. You pick up the glass of orange-yellow tea, bring it to your mouth, take a sip and....HEY! THIS AIN'T TEA!
Eeewwww. Vietnamese tea. It ain't Turkish tea in a Turkish tea glass!
| ...ain't that tea! |
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