My Fabulous Mexican Meal: Chilpotle Chicken Tacos With Mango Salsa

Finished product

I recently touched on my expertise at being distracted from writing, but the other day as I hid from my computer in the kitchen, I found out that the creative forces have mysterious ways of expressing themselves. I’m not much of a cook – my sister is the chef in the family – so I’m not really one for tooting my own horn in the culinary department unless it’s really warranted, but this time, IT’S WARRANTED. I’m usually not into sharing … Keep reading…

My Mexican Kitchen (and other ramblings about supermarkets)

tacos

I love Mexican food! It’s no secret I love stuffing my face, but as a human being requiring sustenance to survive (as opposed to a robot who simply requires a good set of fully charged AAs) I don’t suppose I’m alone in this pastime of filling my belly with the most delicious treats I can find. The thing is, though I have tried, I’ve never really been much of a cook. I can whip up a tasty meal, for sure, but … Keep reading…

Market Day On The Outskirts Of Chiang Mai

Chilli

You must know by now that I’m a sucker for a good market. For some reason produce markets in foreign countries hold so much interest for me – it’s not that I’m a great cook or anything, but I’m an avid eater, so maybe that’s it. The market provides a rare glimpse of local culture, a place to gain insight into what makes a place tick, through the most universal currency of all, food. So when I was lucky enough to … Keep reading…

Caves, Tubes and Goats Cheese in Vang Vieng

Goats Cheese

  Why, that’s a strange combination of nouns, you might be thinking. Or, Not another unnecessarily detailed description of what that Somewhere Sarah girl had for lunch and what she thought about it… Yes, I’m afraid so. But really, my only hope from this post is that I can convey that Vang Vieng really does have more to offer than just bars and tubing. The landscape is truly magical, holding untold natural treasures in its flowing rivers, ice-blue lagoons and enormous caves, surrounded by … Keep reading…

A Happy Farewell

Jet

Two nights ago we raced along platform 4 at Bangkok’s Hua Lamphong station, hoping to farewell our friend Marty who we have been travelling with for the last six weeks. Half an hour later, we would be heading in the opposite direction to him, north-east to the border town of Nong Khai, before crossing into Laos. And him, well that’s quite a story… … Keep reading…

Food, Glorious Thailand

Phad Thai

What a difference two hours makes. Don’t get me wrong, I loved Cambodia, but as soon as we crossed the border, I noticed things were very, very different here. In a good way. For starters, we were in a mini bus that held the same number of passengers as it did seats. The words ‘mini bus’ had induced stomach churning fear in me ever since The Kampot To Sihanoukville Bus Ride of ’12. The mini bus had arrived at our guest … Keep reading…