I really wish I was in Saigon right now. I want to go to my favourite coffee spot and pho shop. I want to drive round past the cathedral on a Sunday on my Honda Wave, and I want to go shopping in my favourite vegetable market.
Anyone else missing anywhere?
Pizza toast!
Originally uploaded by Shanti, shanti
Remember the days of living on nothing but beer, chips and tea with the odd kebab thrown in for stamina on a night out? In England we had pretty much anything on toast and cheap (yucky!) white bread was only pence a loaf.
I used to go round my (now) husband’s house and they’d be eating “sauce sarnies”. Yes, you’ve guessed it, any sauce they had in the fridge like brown sauce, tomato sauce, and/ or salad cream would go between two slices of Spar’s cheapest. On a good night they’d buy a bag of chips between four of them and a few of those would go into the mix.
At my house we were civilised in that we used fire. By that I mean, we toasted our bread. It’s be toast with tomato puree and cheese. But, if we were lucky, someone would have some cheap dried “herbes de Province” and those would get sprinkled on. Pure luxury!
So the other day I was in the mood for a bit of nostalgic eating but I decided to make it a bit more posh. Wholegrain toast, leftover tomato sauce from spaghetti, real cheese and fresh toms with a bunch of herbs inside. On the side I had, shock horror, some green salad. Both the nostalgic me and the grown up me were satisfied.
Two days later Mr. P made me this. I guess he’s grown up too!
Lanterns in Hoi An, Vietnam
Originally uploaded by Shanti, shanti
Ever since someone made a comment here about my time in Vietnam I’ve been really pining for those days. By sheer coincidence, I noticed a little file on my computer marked “Vietnam”. Hmm!? We lived there before I started blogging and way before I had a digital camera or even this hard drive that my photos are kept on, so I thought all the photos were in slide form. But we must’ve had some put on disc and at some point I uploaded them. I’ve spent an entire Saturday morning reminiscing about those days. I would love to go back there although I think I’d try living in Ha Noi rather than Ho Chi Minh City, just do get a different perspective. Ha Noi, you are calling me!
