Where my food comes from

In the towns, or more accurately - the clusters of houses with a road passing through it that we ate at, there was no notion of the local market. The produce, the livestock, everything was dragged out onto tables and displayed in the hot sun for sale. It gave the coin, "street food" a legitimacy contrasting the food hawker type of stands that normally come to mind. The meat in particular, festooned with flies and being tenderized by the humid air and multiplying bacteria, was a sharp contrast to the normally hunger inspiring stands I saw in Hong Kong. Still, when in Rome...



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The meat was chewy, but the broth was hot enough to hopefully have killed any lethal bits still hanging around.