Archive | February 27, 2012

Ốc Hấp Xả Cuộn Tía Tô Snail Balls – 71 of 365

The street market behind my apartment tower both fascinates and revolts with its piles of unidentifiable meat offerings. Anyone brought up on the predictable blandness lining the shelves of a clean American grocery store can’t help but rubberneck at all the crazy crap people eat over here. An elderly man selling snails off the back […]