Dinner tonight was on "Pub Street". The name is quite deceiving. 4 years ago it was a dirty garbage alley. Last year we noticed they had cleaned it up pretty well and they had some restaurants expanding with a few tables. This year it's quite nice. A few art vendors, and lots of restaurant options.
While eating my "Khmer Fish", which is essentially a whole fried fish with a side of mango-leaf salsa, we had a visitor. Apparently our restaurant ordered some propane. A guy came up Pub Street on a rather grimy, old, red motorbike. It wasn't your standard Honda. It looked like something from the 60s that had been rebuilt about 4 times and was spray painted red. On the back of it he had a giant propane tank, probably twice the volume of a standard one you use in the US.
He pulled up next to our table. Oh, I do mean next to it. Probably 2 feet away. We got a nice whiff of the exhaust to accentuate the fish. I think the lady at the table next to us wasn't able to back up if she wanted to.
He hopped off the bike, unstrapped the tank, and heaved it onto his shoulder. It looked quite heavy. I'm glad he didn't drop it.
Not too long after he came back with a much lighter looking canister. I guess in Cambodia you can have propane delivered 24/7. Hey, you have to cook with something, and there's no central gas service in this town.
Pulling on Her Skirt
11 years ago
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I think you've seen a great increase in restaurant choices over the past few years. Do the restaurants provide indoor dining as well as outdoor and is there an equivalent to "fast food" with the increase in restaurant quantity?
Also, have you converted the price of gas yet? I'm curious what it goes for over there.
Hey Sam!
We are all thinking about you and Deanna over there... many challenges and many more joys I hear. Thanks for starting this blog! It's great.
Pastor Grace
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