{"id":59,"date":"2008-10-25T13:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-10-25T13:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/deidremac.com\/?p=59"},"modified":"2024-04-01T16:35:08","modified_gmt":"2024-04-01T16:35:08","slug":"an-evening-at-phoungs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/deidremac.com\/?p=59","title":{"rendered":"An evening at Phoung\u2019s"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none\"><b><span lang=\"EN-US\" style=\"FONT-SIZE: 16pt; FONT-FAMILY: &#39;Arial&#39;,&#39;sans-serif&#39;\"><\/span><\/b>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none\"><span lang=\"EN-US\" style=\"FONT-SIZE: 16pt; FONT-FAMILY: &#39;Arial&#39;,&#39;sans-serif&#39;\">We are invited to eat with Phoungh, a former teacher in the rural province where we will be teaching next, now a driver in Hanoi. He has heard we are interested in cooking and wants to cook with us. We eat on a low plastic table adjacent to the double bed. His brother and Bien join us. Beyond the bedrooom\/sitting room the kitchen is a balcony; people pass through. The communal toilets are downstairs; the type where you fill up your container from a cool deep trough.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none\"><span lang=\"EN-US\" style=\"FONT-SIZE: 16pt; FONT-FAMILY: &#39;Arial&#39;,&#39;sans-serif&#39;\">The company is delightful and talk ranges widely. Last year when the Vietnam war was broached Bien just said &#39; that is the past, we look to the future now&#39; but this evening it is different. I contribute the fact that I demonstrated in Grosvener square about the war as a teenager. I still remember vividly the horses and the violence of the police. Peter and Bien talk about their fathers&#39; wartime experiences; our families, their hopes and plans, their country. The cooking lesson has been carefully prepared, with a suitable amount of participation. We squeeze and mix and sprinkle; we throw handfuls of fragrant green herbs in with fish sauce, lime, chillis, we wrap and roll in delicate rice paper. Delicious!<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none\"><span lang=\"EN-US\" style=\"FONT-SIZE: 16pt; FONT-FAMILY: &#39;Arial&#39;,&#39;sans-serif&#39;\">It&#39;s late. Halfway back in the taxi I realise I have left behind my marked up map for my first day working in the street kids centre tomorrow. Faster, faster,<span style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">&nbsp; <\/span>back over the overpass, blaring horns, a million motorbikes back to the dark impenetrable alleyway where Phoung lives. Then back again to the University Campus 7 kilometers away. It was a good evening. We were treated like friends. I realise that what I loved was its homeliness; eating in someone&#39;s home rather than university canteen, food hall, street stall or internet cafe or East meets West restaurant. We resolve to get ourselves a bit more cutlery at the market. Later we hear that we will be living in Phoungh&#39;s father&#39;s house in the village next month, and his mother is a mean cook. Colin says there is nothing there but buffalo and rice fields and the schools where we will be teaching. <\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; We are invited to eat with Phoungh, a former teacher in the rural province where we will be teaching next, now a driver in Hanoi. He has heard we are interested in cooking and wants to cook with us. We eat on a low plastic table adjacent to the double bed. 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