I never posted this because I’m horribly inconsistent when it comes to the blogging. I keep saying I’ll get better at it but when it comes down to it part of me is lazy and the other thinks it’s self-indulgent. So let’s get actively indulgent!
Oh, the massive markets of Asia. When traveling, many of us go in thinking we need to get to the soul of a culture, whether it be through food, art, music, or simply meeting the people. You can often find all of that at a central market where you carefully eke through narrow aisles perusing stall after stall of everything.
Ben Thanh Market is in the heart of Saigon where many flock for its cheap goods whether it be lacquerware or nailpolish pens or a garment stall where they’ll make you 2 for 1 suits featured in the latest GQ magazine in two days flat for under $200. Those cats in the garment stalls are fast and dapper.
It’s always a good idea to see what the locals snack on. And I’m always curious to find out how the local dried squid is.
I saw this scene often on the streets. Women prodding each other’s faces to push out any facial impurities. Everyone in Vietnam is an aesthetician.
Fun felt ball imaginings!
Loads of lacquer and coconut shells.
I picked up plenty of tea and blue mountain coffee from this Vietnamese/Korean stall. We noticed a lot of Korean investment in Vietnam and a conspicuous lack of any U.S. products. This is the first country we visited with no Starbucks. And no need for one; Vietnamese coffee is roasted and caramelized to perfection.
Because I bought so much tea and coffee from these people, they threw in a few free filters. Vietnamese coffee can only be made this way. Don’t you dare put it through a regular joe coffeemaker. I’ll have to post the beautiful ceramic filters and cups I bought as well. I’ve been scheming to start a new series of posts called: LOOT. Let’s see how that fares.
I love crazy food art. I think it started with my brother creating a stand of trees out of broccoli in a landscape of snow made of mashed potatoes so I’d eat my veggies. This is a bit more refined but will I ever have the patience to learn how to do this? I’m always impressed with the Japanese women who make adorable menageries of sushi animals for their kids’ bento boxes. I want to say I will be that mom but I foresee lumps of leftovers in tupperware in my children’s futures.
Ok, I’m getting tangential. See you next time. Hopefully sooner than later.