We came across this mobile fritter factory on the main street in Hoi An. Not sure what the balls were but the ones in the wok are banana fritters. Sarah tried one and said she couldn’t taste any banana. Just out of shot were some thin donuts with lots of sugar on them. They tasted kind of chewy and stale – the type of thing you might buy in packs of twenty at a cheapo supermarket.
Mmm. Some sort of “sea fish” wrapped in banana leaf and grilled with lemongrass, tamarind, chili and soy sauce. Slightly underdone but still delicious. There’s a bunch of outdoor eating places next to the river in Hoi An that do this kind of gay videos thing for the tourist crowd. The food is good and cheap, and we ended up eating there three nights in a row.
Finally, my first street food in Saigon turned out to be dud. I got lesbian porn these fried noodles with chicken and shrimp left at the Banh Than market – a supposed street food goldmine. They left me feeling queasy, and led to the first tangible case of food poisoning in the six months or so I’ve been writing this blog.