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Almost too pretty to eat. Almost. Wait. I’ve used this line before… it’s like a pick up line, reused.

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Sitting at the Anise hotel bar in Hà Nội, enjoying a Vietnamese coffee (hold that thought…exciting update!). It’s our 4th day in Hà Nội, and we’ve just attempted to re-explore the Old Quarter with the intent of perusing a few select art galleries, but sadly had to call it quits. Pourquoi? Torrential downpours.

Ok, slight exaggeration. Bless those rain gods, we missed the downpour while having our chả cá (a specialty dish of Hà Nội) lunch in a beautifully restored old Vietnamese house on Ma May street. Lucky for us, the high winds continued and threatened to turn our umbrellas out every few blocks. And this unseasonably miserable weather is expected to continue for the remainder of the week… until Friday…when we leave. Our good fortune, right? That blissful half-a-day on the hot sandy beach in Hội An a week and a half ago is but a distant memory. Sigh.

All lamenting aside, we’ve been having the most incredible time. It’s been a special trip of rekindled memories, combined with new breathtaking experiences, and every little adventure captured (yes, have been diligent about putting pen to paper & snapping like a photo-crazed tourist). Planning to take memories & experiences and translate into snapshots of each city, town, island, market, pagoda, temple… once we get home. This is just a quick hello.

re: update

Must preface by saying that since I’ve started this post – having finished my first late aft cuppa – need to revise exciting revelation.

I’ve been testing my pathetic limits with caffeine. And those who know me well, are aware of spastic, off-the-wall tendencies when I drink coffee. Disastrous. Yet, have enjoyed a cup every day, for the past 15 days, like a normal human being. How you may wonder… or not wonder…

Breakfast = 3 course extrava-food-ganza. Every day. True story! Belly, filled with deliciousness, soaks up all that caffeine. And oui, have been slurping up steaming bowls of ph at 8am! Sadly, having eaten lunch hours ago, big bad caffeine high has hit and currently sitting across from L, buzzing with nervous energy, distracted by every movement, forcing self to focus in order to finish this post. Conclusion: not the strong Vietnamese coffee that has cured my affliction. It is, without a doubt, the impressive – or shocking, depending on who’s sitting across from me *ahem* L that morning – amount of food consumed. Reserving a post (or ten) dedicated to the foods, fruits and justifiably famous dishes of Việt Nam. Very excited to share.

Anyway, signing off to devour another deep-fried sesame-crusted mung bean ball of amazingness and investigate whether or not Hội An needs an English teacher, piano teacher, boat rower, pineapple carver…whatever it is, I’ll do it.

No, not a spastic caffeine-inspired thought. I WILL move there. One day.

Hope all’s well back home. k.x

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We’ve waited a long time. A very long time. YEARS. And pinch me hard, it’s finally here.

A trip to the MOTHERLAND.

30+ years for our parents. And never for me & the bro. Yes. Finally.

A little exhausted from the insanity of trying to go on vacation; it’s with sleep-deprived excitement that I write this post. I haven’t finished packing and mind has been compiling endless TO DO lists for the past few days. But, will any of that matter in 24hrs? No. It’ll be glorious.

3 weeks in VIETNAM.

Itinerary: Ho Chi Minh City (Saigon), My Tho, Can Tho, MeKong, Mui Ne, Hue, Hoi An, Tam Coc, Ha Long Bay, Hanoi.

You recognize some, yes? Of course you do. And I kinda love that you’ll likely not recognize others. I certainly didn’t. And that was important for us; we couldn’t simply play tourists. I don’t need to explain why, you get it.

Bro and I will be experiencing a culture that I hope will feel familiar, whilst at the same time, appreciating the fact that we’ll be surrounded by history, traditions, nuances etc. completely new to us. What struck me this eve: in anticipation of this trip, I could vividly imagine what it’d be like to eat a steaming bowl of pho on the streets…but truly couldn’t fathom what it’d be like to explore the neighbourhoods where our parents grew up.

Very, very special.

I’ll be taking my beautiful leather-bound journal, my camera, and Ooo yes, those tastebuds. M has asked that I do a photo journal. Fab idea. With that, S cheekily requested I include some nice scenic shots, to balance the plethora of food shots. Oui, certainly. Up for that challenge.

Btw, do you like my new masthead? Thought it’d be fitting…thx A.

Ok, last note before bed.

Mission: Eat 1 bowl of pho every day for the next 21 days.

SO. EXCITED.

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Sometimes, my hard little heart bursts with so much love for my mother.

Birthday was last last week. Half-expected we’d go out for dinner. More than half-hoped it was home-cooking. Train’d it back into the ‘ville, walked through the front door, stopped… and smiled.

Mama was cooking.

And cooking up a storm! Slaving over the stove from the minute she had gotten home…deliciousness wafting through the house…table set as if we were entertaining, bottle of wine breathing… her little 5″1 (if that) frame practically jumping with excitement. And my father beaming b/c he had actually kept the secret. I know, right? The sweetest.

Menu for the eve:

  • tofu & egg drop soup
  • lobster w. fresh ginger
  • king oyster mushrooms & scallions
  • basa fillets, vietnamese-styles
  • asian greens with garlic & mushrooms

Seriously delicious & made with love. The BEST combination. Don’t worry bro, I’m sure you’ll get the same treatment next week.

Sadly, didn’t have my camera. Snapped w. iPhone – Hipstamatic.

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