I've been priviledged this week to have the company of a very dear friend from the western provinces. We don't see one another often enough but when we do it's a total foodie extravaganza. I actually think she's more insane than I am and certainly a far more adventurous soul than I am.
When "L" arrived, we created a plan to visit the food hot spots of our great city, to tour the areas of interest and to try new things. She's been here for 3 days and we're both dead exhausted but having a terrific time. It's fun to have a like minded person around who likes spending time in fresh markets, grocery stores, spice stores, fish stores, cheese stores, ethnic markets and not least of all chocolate shops. "L" is a bit of a dark chocolate maven. The unfortunate thing is that good dark chocolate is hugely expensive and like good wine is something to be savoured. So when I say let's get a chocolate bar and I pick up a Mars bar "L" goes into facial twitches. I am learning. You don't break off a chunk of chocolate and say "mmm that was good".... I'm learning to break a small square into a gazillion pieces and to allow each piece to teach me something. So far I'm still trying to get over spending $12. on a chocolate bar which apparently is a moderate price range. I'm sorry, I've already digressed.
On one of our excursions, we stopped into a Vietnamese Pho restaurant - one I had never tried and judging by how busy it was, we suspected it would be a good find. We were right. Absolutely incredible Pho soup. "L" had the seafood noodle pho
and I had the wonton noodle pho
This is where the "not for faint of heart comes in". While we were sitting in the restaurant thoroughly enjoying our experience, a truck drove up and parked directly in front of our table just outside the restaurant. (of course - it's not going to park inside the restaurant). A man came around the side of the truck, threw open the doors and much to our shock, here's the site that greeted us.
I mean we all know that pork doesn't just appear but somehow when it becomes this up front and personal, it seems to take on a whole new meaning. After I got over the initial shock of it all, I just couldn't resist taking this shot:
I wondered a bit about how the man was planning to transport his stock. Well...here you have it: