Cambodian BBQ

This is Cambodian BBQ... it is one of my favourite meals ever.

You get served up a plate of raw vegies, some raw meat of your choice, some dipping sauce, and a selection of noodles. You also get a gas cooker, a pan for cooking it in, and some stock.

The first time, when all this stuff got put in front of us, I had no idea what we were supposed to do. But now I'm a pro :)

The pan is shaped similar to a manual citrus juicer. On the lumpy bit in the middle you put the sliced meat. In the dish around the perimeter you put some stock. In the stock you cook the vegies and noodles.

 

YUM!

That weird feeling on the roof of your mouth...

Banana is my least favourite food in the whole world. I'm quite unhappy about that, I really WANT to like banana, it's such a convenient fruit, naturally packaged, filling, healthy, versatile...

But I think it tastes awful. And feels disgusting in your mouth. (food texture is very important)

Apparently you can train yourself to like foods. I keep meaning to try out the theory, but I just can't bring myself to spend money on yucky old bananas.

Anyway, if there is one thing worse than eating a banana (the traditional way), it's eating green banana with the skin still on. The skin just sucks all the moisture out of your mouth which is a very bizarre feeling.

Happy Pizza

This is happy pizza. But the green stuff you can see on top is spinach. Yuck, wayyy too much spinach.
It was dinnertime, we got pizza, I was hungry, I ate lots, and then I was high to the point of being unable to move or speak. It was an experience that I guess I'm glad I had, but I don't plan on repeating!
(this particular pizza place actually made really nice drug-free pizzas which I did eat several times)

making palm sugar!

This is part of a very interesting process to create palm sugar from palm sap. The sap has to be boiled and thickened, we got to taste it when it was the consistency of fudge, and it was as sweet and delicious.

The little old ladies stirring the sap were intrigued and entertained by my white calves and ankles, they were grabbing on to them and cackling away.