On our first night in Thailand we were sweltering, sweaty from humidity and jet lagged into submission. The heavy night air seemed to sit on our shoulders. Even still we hopped in a cab to the 'main' street of Chaweng to find some icy cold Thai beer and a traditional Thai restaurant. We found one on the second floor of a row of shops, all dark bamboo with the sounds of tiny running water fountains, Buddhas and palms. I ordered a Northern Thai dish, which unbeknownst to me, is traditionally served cold. It was refreshing with lime and chili, herbal with basil, mint and cilantro and of course, savoury and meaty with lightly seared beef fillet. It was just what I needed as we sat listening to the hustle and bustle outside of droning nightclub music, kick-boxing adverts passing by and general rowdiness. I felt restored and happy that I was going to discover far more than red, green or yellow curry on this vacation.
Tuesday, 3 June 2014
Purple sprouting broccoli, considered by many to be the ultimate harbinger of spring and as revered as asparagus in the UK is not for sale anywhere in Vancouver. Even the farmer's markets boasting their unusual vegetables and home grown produce have none. I have no idea why. The only way to enjoy this slightly sweeter and tender delicacy is to grow your own. In the past I have tried with little success, but this year, thanks to the city's policies on using your patch of sidewalk grass as vegetable patches, I proudly grew a bumper crop.
Monday, 26 May 2014
It's been a long time since I've posted anything on this blog. (During the 'intermission' I've finally succumb to an iphone which is telling as I'm waiting for the auto correct to kick in on every word I'm writing here).
Wow, how babies change things, or toddlers to be more correct, Lilac as a baby was easy as I'd smugly remark to anyone enquiring. Misguided words have come back to bite me on the bum as now she's anything but. But, enough on that matter for now, we have salmon to discuss.....