Postcard from Hanoi
We found lots of elegant restaurant fare in Hanoi. This deconstructed paella with three kinds of rice was a treat at Green Tangerine, a charming little spot near the Water Puppet Theater. The pastries at Afternoon Tea at the Hotel Metropole were exquisite and a trio of soups made a lovely starter for a fabulous end-of-the-bike-tour banquet catered by the hotel.
But my strongest culinary memories of Viet Nam cluster around the profusion of wonderful fresh fruits and vegetables. In “Catfish and Mandala” the aurthor describes Viet Nam as a country of “skinny people who eat all the time.”
So how come I gained weight there? Could it have been a few too many croissants, fried spring rolls and crispy pancakes? If so, they were worth every ounce.
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February 21st, 2009 at 8:53 am
beautiful. my mouth is watering!