Sáng nay mình dậy sớm vào phố cổ Hội An uống cà phê với em Trang – bạn mới quen của mình. Quán cà phê mới 6 rưỡi sáng mà đã đông người. Lâu lắm rồi mình mới uống cà phê vỉa hè vào lúc sáng sớm như thế này. Hội An buổi sáng vừa rực rỡ vừa bình yên. Mình có chụp vài cái ảnh trong lúc đi bộ trên phố, chia sẻ ở đây để mọi người xem nhé!
This morning I got up really early and took a walk in the old town of Hoi An. My new friend, Trang, a Hoi An local, took me to a street coffee place that was crowded at 6:30 am. 6:30! Yes, you heard it right!
Below are some snapshots I took during my leisure walk!
Tuần vừa rồi trời nóng quá nên cả nhà mình bị cảm lạnh! Nguyên nhân là vì thay đổi nhiệt độ đột ngột liên tục từ phòng lạnh ra ngoài trời nóng và ngược lại. Nhưng tuần này thì mình khỏi rồi, lại xông xáo lao vào cái bếp nóng như lò xông hơi để chế biến món ăn mới.
This past week the heat was so brutal that both of us got a cold from switching back and forth too often between a cool air-conditioned room to the burning heat. But we’re ok now, and I’m back to the sauna/kitchen creating and documenting recipes with great enthusiasm! Read more
It’s lychee season now, and next month it’ll be longans. LONGANS!
My hometown is a small Northern province that has a few specialties, a kind of soy sauce that some really love and my favorites, amazing longan and lychee fruits. There are several other Northern provinces that also grow lychees, and longan trees grow in many places from the North to the South, but the fruits from my hometown are claimed to be the best. They’re fragrant, sweet but not too watery; the meat is thick and the seeds tiny. When I was 10, my mother and I took a Southbound train to visit my grandparents, whom we hadn’t seen for years. Transportation was difficult then. It took us two days and one night, and we both shared one seat, me sitting in my mom’s lap. The space was tiny but my mom still managed to bring some bags of lychee fruits as presents. Fruits were precious to us, and it was no brainer that our hometown’s lychees had to be onboard traveling with us.
A reed mat (chiếu) used to be a must-have item in Vietnamese households when I was small. My family ate around a big round tray on a mat on the floor. One of my chores was to roll out the mat before meals and to neatly roll it back again after. In addition to using these mats as places to eat, we slept on mats instead of sleeping on a mattress. On hot summer nights when there was no power, my grandmother would put a mat on our roof top so we could lie there in the cool(er) air and I would fall asleep listening to her telling folk tales.
I found out about Cam Ne mat village last month when researching traditional handicraft villages in Hoi An bigger area. The village has been around since the 15th century and they used to weave mats for kings of the Nguyen Dynasty in Hue, which is about 100km from there. Obviously if the kings were sending for mats from so far away, they had some pretty good skills. I have always wanted to buy a couple of mats for our house because of my childhood nostalgia about them, and I was curious about seeing them made in the traditional method. So off we drove on our blue scooter to Cam Ne on a burning hot day.