Raising a family in Thailand // Documenting Issan food, culture, music, and people
Twice a week, I teach a Japanese language class and a Japanese culture class to these students at Strisuksa School in Roi Et, the next town over. Last term I decided we should have a “kimono day” on the last day, so Nam came out to teach them how it’s done (she has a kimono cert from our time in Sumoto).
Mina’s is pretty good too, but this deserved its own post.
Phu Farms… As aptly named as a company can be…
Silkwork larvae are a snack I’ve had in Korea and Cambodia as well, and they don’t taste so bad. They are a good novelty food after a few beers. The canned frogs, however, are, well…
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MANDATORY “YOU MAY LOSE YOUR LUNCH” WARNING
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to the command: “Mina, clean your room!”
Please notice the glorious presence of Doubly Unhappy Mini Air Hockey Table (Mr. Frowny) in the room.
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Yes, I’ve posted two Mina pics in a row. Max will get his turn soon, I promise.
I have one too many bikes around the house. My method of figuring the necessary number of bikes is simple. If I don’t ride it for more than a couple months in a row, it needs to go. This was originally a silver 110cc Honda Tena (true manual) that I converted into a Mad Max dirt bike of sorts. The engine internals and ECU are from a modified Honda Dash, but the big knobby tires made it impossible to get going very quickly, even with the ridiculously huge rear sprocket and a full year of trying different tuning tricks… I lost interest in this bike very quickly after buying the CRF. Farewell.
While trying to stay conscious in the first class I’ve attended as a student in nearly two decades (Statistics for Graduate Studies), I suddenly remembered why I swore I’d never go to school again.
