Breakfast of Champions!

Today I headed out to 7-11 to get some milk and pick up a little barbequed pork along the way for breakfast.  That is the nice part about Asia.  Everywhere you go, the streets are humming with food vendors from dawn to dusk.  Picking up a couple of sticks of pork each morning is quickly becoming a routine.  Sometimes they throw in a little sticky rice along with it which pretty well makes a breakfast for most locals.  The other day, we grabbed some mangoes and dragon fruit from an old woman selling them on the sidewalk.  I don’t know why anyone would buy the fruit and veggies at Tesco when they are so readily available from these street side entrepreneurs.

The only thing we are staying away from is the fresh meat that sits out in the sun all day long.  Ok, so they have little fans that blow away the flies as much as possible, and it probably is fine to eat, but my North American upbringing just won’t let my system do it.  I couldn’t do it in China and I can’t do it here. It contradicts just about everything that has been drilled into my psyche – pork and chicken…sitting outside…uncovered…in the heat…all day… Yeah, it does sit on a few melting ice cubes but, somehow, that doesn’t seem to follow all the Food Safe rules that I learned over the years.

So it seems that we will continue our balance of eating a combination of home-cooked meals and street food.  We finished setting up our little kitchen the other day so are good to go on the home front.  Our traditional house has no modern kitchen to speak of.  The only thing it came with was a microwave and a small fridge.  We have invested in an electric grill and wok which will now allow us to cook a good variety of stuff when the feeling arises.

Until the next time!