Who's hungry?
When I arrived at three that afternoon for our rendezvous, a tall stainless steel pot was already seated on the stove and the thin stream of steam told me someone was home.
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Like any great chef, the first thing Đức did when we sat down to talk was offer me food.
The French have a saying worth remembering: “prends le temps de vivre”
It’s now well past my bedtime. Feet heavy, mouth dry, and bar tab now closed, but I’m still seeking.
Not sure what to do? Here's a trifecta of activities for an evening well spent in Saigon