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Our continued culinary adventures
Aug. 25th, 2002 10:57 amImagine you're sitting down to supper in a nice restaurant. Your table is by the garden, and there is pleasant greenery all around. A 4-piece ensemble is playing traditional music on a little stage at the front of the room. You open the menu, thinking, "Hm, seafood would be nice. I wonder what they have to offer." You scan the list of different dishes, and the words "Crap soup" leap out at you.
Do I really need to add that we were just about rolling around on the floor, laughing our heads off?
I don't think we've seen a single menu so far that doesn't have at least one such mistake in it, with the possible exception of one place in HCMC. At our hotel, the menu features "English" and "French" (note the ""), and offers such mouth-watering dishes as "coté lettes" and "patés de jaune" (fried yellow noodles, in case you were wondering). And this morning, M-P had French toast, which were "fried bread" on the English menu and "pain perdu" on the French one. I would have loved for them to say, "You can't have the lost bread, it hasn't been found," but they didn't.
Tonight we're going to suffer the overnight bus to Hanoi, but it's either that or take the plane, and the bus is much cheaper. Besides, we're going to have to fly back to HCMC at the end of the week, and I don't like flying enough to want to do that much of it.
Later, we're going to rent bicycles for the low, low price of 50 cents/day and explore the city, since we're leaving at 6. M-P and I are plotting to get the best seats in the bus, so we have to be there early enough to snag them.
Do I really need to add that we were just about rolling around on the floor, laughing our heads off?
I don't think we've seen a single menu so far that doesn't have at least one such mistake in it, with the possible exception of one place in HCMC. At our hotel, the menu features "English" and "French" (note the ""), and offers such mouth-watering dishes as "coté lettes" and "patés de jaune" (fried yellow noodles, in case you were wondering). And this morning, M-P had French toast, which were "fried bread" on the English menu and "pain perdu" on the French one. I would have loved for them to say, "You can't have the lost bread, it hasn't been found," but they didn't.
Tonight we're going to suffer the overnight bus to Hanoi, but it's either that or take the plane, and the bus is much cheaper. Besides, we're going to have to fly back to HCMC at the end of the week, and I don't like flying enough to want to do that much of it.
Later, we're going to rent bicycles for the low, low price of 50 cents/day and explore the city, since we're leaving at 6. M-P and I are plotting to get the best seats in the bus, so we have to be there early enough to snag them.
