Here, you will find a little (or a little too much) about my life and my passion, which revolve both around the subject of being Lao. Most of all, you will find out that my family loves to gather around great food on an almost weekly sacred ritual, where secret family recipes are passed down from my mother (who has learned them from her mother, aunts, and siblings), shared among sisters, cousins, and in-laws. The kitchen unmistakably becomes center stage, and the process leading to the dinner table is where the action really is: latest news, family updates, and of course gossips. The degustation starts without fail with a toast from my father, because there are always reasons to celebrate and causes to raise our glasses to.
Aside from getting from time to time a Lao traditional recipe to test out, learning about Lao arts and culture, you will also get a glimpse at my affinity for stinky cheeses, well aged wine, and delectable patisseries. I owe that much to the French after living 8 years of my life with them, for teaching me that having pâté without cornichons is like ordering a burger without fries, and that Cool Whip has got nothing on crème fraîche! Some things in life just naturally go together and some imitation just make for disastrous experiences.
Though I love the traditional ways of preparing food, I am also a practical and modern cook without a lot of time on my hand: I have grown quite attached to some of my kitchen gadgets. There are certain things, however, that I will not compromise, and shortcuts that I will not take on my culinary journey: I am a purist when it counts.
Welcome to my House on the Mekong!
ເຂົ້າປຸ້ນ – ‘Khao Poon’ or Rice Noodle Soup