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On the subject of food in Asia and Laos in particular, let me premise right away that I am also super curious about food, and in general I like Asian food, but I don’t eat everything. In fact, just as a result of imminent legacies of this trip, I have convinced myself that I have already had many experiences in this life, and that sometimes it is better to be less of an explorer, it is not worth it. <\/p>\n\n

\"Pha
Again the Pha That Luang in Vientiane, seen in previous articles here with the Buddha, also golden<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n

Food in Asia (Laos), this is not a guide<\/h2>\n\n

On the Web you will certainly find descriptions of the various specialties, I, as with the whole blog, simply recount what I have experienced, always putting a touch of irony.<\/p>\n\n

For those who want something more in-depth, I recommend this link. <\/a> <\/p>\n\n

\"Golden
The interiors of the temples are also lavish, though quite different from our churches<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n

Some of my experiences with food in Asia<\/h2>\n\n

Arriving smoothly in the early afternoon, not at all tired from travel or jet lag, with much enthusiasm I immediately began to explore Vientiane, which I expected to be less interesting, whereas it has beautiful temples.<\/p>\n\n

I had hardly eaten lunch, and I got hungry after a while, but I didn’t feel like wasting too much time on it, because I had headed to a more peripheral area and wanted to see everything so that I wouldn’t have to go back the next day, when I would have shot the central part well instead.<\/p>\n\n

\"Fat,
Food in Asia is continually sponsored by pot-bellied, smiling Buddhas<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n

I noticed a lady who had a stall on a sidewalk near a market. Several people were stopping by and serving her quickly, so I thought she was giving something good and I wouldn’t waste much time on her. She ignored me and let others pass before considering me. She fried pancakes with both oil and butter; I got the banana and egg variation. It seemed novel to me and instead I found several later. <\/p>\n\n

When I tried to pay her she started mumbling while continuing to fry and never looking at my face; who knows what she said to me, she was really funny. A boy in line explained, also amused. I simply mistook the bill, as often happens when you have just arrived in a country the first time. <\/p>\n\n

All excited, hungry and curious I bit the first bite. It was red-hot. I couldn’t help but spit it out. At that moment, as often happens, a moped was whizzing past me. Fortunately, the driver didn’t notice and more importantly I didn’t hit his vehicle; I could have melted a tire on it. <\/p>\n\n

Laotian breakfast<\/h2>\n\n
\"Interior
But sometimes Buddha is also depicted as thin<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n

On my first full day in Laos I had no schedule to keep, but the whole day to leisurely tour one of the smallest and quietest capitals in the world.<\/p>\n\n

I went down the stairs with the idea of going to find a place to have breakfast, but with the doubt that it was already paid for. I was greeted with big smiles by the owner couple and their son who was 8-9 years old and the only one who knew some English. <\/p>\n\n

Gesturing, they took me to the large room next to the hotel entrance; it was the hall of what was also a restaurant. They seated me at the table with the child who immediately brought me a steaming bowl. <\/p>\n\n

Plastic tablecloth, chopsticks as cutlery, several small bottles of spicy sauces, and even a banquet where he could take additions to enrich the dish. The little boy grabbed a handful of huge lettuce leaves with his hands. <\/p>\n\n

\"Façade
Of the many times, which are similar, all give an idea of serenity<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n

I limited myself to the basic dish: hot water with rice noodles <\/strong>and floating pieces of beef. I know people who would say: boiled noodles and boiled beef. <\/em>Those of my generation will remember the Lupin III<\/em> cartoon and the legendary Inspector Zenigada<\/em>. In the Japanese version, the equivalent dish that Lupin’s rival often ate on the street is called Ramen. <\/p>\n\n

That same evening I had dinner in the Vientiane food market. The dish I had ordered arrived but not the beer; I was super hungry and assailed it greedily. I like spicy, but that was something over the top. I practically swallowed it not to spit it out but I got tears in my eyes. I had to call the waitress and then order another beer so I could barely finish it. I sweetened myself with coconut pancakes. <\/p>\n\n

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