6 am this morning I jumped on the back of the truck for a trip to the market together with all the chefs of the houses. As we arrived the cook of my house dragged me around on what seemed to me to be an aimless tour amongst meats, fish and veggies, to purchase the food for the day. She doesn’t speak a word of English but somehow we managed to have some really good conversations together…she got me a drink and had me trying all sort of different things. We were even able to get me a simcard for my phone. She is the sweetest grumpy little lady and she thinks I only eat fried potatoes and chicken. Hopefully I have by now made her understand that I do like the amazing Khmer food that she makes, eventhough chicken and potatoes are a nice break from the rice every now and then.
Tonight's dinner?
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Härliga bilder! Jättebra idé med en blogg, jag kommer att följa med spänning!
*kram kram*
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