I dig alliteration, and I dig food, so from now on, my Friday posts will focus on this marvellous marriage. It’s all about startin’ your weekend right.
Samut Prakan Night Market
It seems appropriate for this section’s first post to focus on something close to my home and dear to my heart: our neighbourhood night market. A few stalls operate every day of the week, but on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, the market really heats up, with Friday night being the biggest and the best. The market sells a variety of household goods, meat sticks, “sea” food, and clothing. Case in point: Todd bought his entire wardrobe from one of the vendors.
But let’s get on with the chow. Besides, that is where this market really shines. We buy most of our fruit and some of our vegetables here.
There are also plenty of meat sticks to be had.
There are also a variety of items that I really can’t categorize. These range from deep-friend gelatinous rice’n’seaweed blobs to random entrails. I would have no clue what these gems tasted like if it weren’t for my favourite gourmand, Tbone. His MO: see it, buy it, eat it, regret it.
As I alluded to earlier, the market also sells a variety of “sea” food. While we live fairly close to the sea, we live even closer to a canal, which is where I suspect the bulk of “the catch” is caught.
There are a few stalls that don’t even pretend that their catch doesn’t come from the canal/bog/sludge.
Generally, by the time we get home for dinner, Todd is already full from all his impulse buys, and I’m trying to scrub the image of frog guts from my brain.
What should Todd sample next? Leave me a note!