This is my last family dinner photo from the south—for a while, at least. I’m leaving the Mekong Delta tomorrow morning. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t sad to go (my nephew cried when I left home tonight, sigh).
Being around family in Can Tho always makes me forget about everything else that’s wrong and focus only on what really matters. In a nutshell, the people in this city are honest, trustworthy, caring, and steadfastly loyal. You’d be hard-pressed to find the same, in such great numbers, anywhere else in this country.
Cá Xào Hành Nấm
Canh Chua Cá Trê
Rau Khoai Lang
Yogurt with ice at one of Can Tho’s most popular cafes. I’ve been coming here since my first semester of study abroad at Can Tho University in 2005. The atmosphere of the cafe is lovely. It’s located at 6 Ngô Gia Tự, a stone’s throw away from Ninh Kiều Wharf.
Sữa Chua Đá at Cafe Hợp Phố
In addition to the standard fare of greens and fish, we ate frog for dinner tonight. It was as good as always and in my mind the way chicken should taste. What I mean is that it tastes like chicken but better than chicken. Also, no visit to Can Tho would ever be complete without bánh tét. Every time I come here I make sure to leave with a few in hand.
Ếch Xào, Rau Muống Luộc, Canh Rau, Cá Lóc
Bánh Tét Nhân Đậu Xanh
I originally planned on leaving Can Tho yesterday but will instead fly out on Tuesday morning. I haven’t been able to spend enough time with family during the last few days—the show must go on at work—so my guilt has led me to stay in town an additional three days. I’m at Holiday Hotel now; the breakfast is limited but it wasn’t bad at all, really. This bún riêu will tide me over until an early evening dinner with family.
It’s hot in Can Tho. At the moment it’s 34 °C (93 °F), which is a perfect excuse to drink sugarcane juice. If it gets any hotter I may bathe in the stuff.