Having
traveled quite a bit over the years to a number of countries, it occurs to me
that the most important thing you can take with you is your smile. It is surprising how this one thing can be so
versatile.
It can build
a bridge of communication between two people although neither can speak the
other’s language. It gets an impatient
person who would otherwise likely not give you the time of day to patiently
study a map and point out where to go.
It helps to convey, without words, appreciation for the food that is
served to you. It is an antidote for
warding off touts when accompanied by a shake of the head or a wave of the
hand, and can diffuse any number of awkward situations that arise involuntarily
during travels in a strange land. For
those of you old enough to remember Karl Malden’s TV ad for the American
Express credit card, “don’t leave home without it’.
So much for
philosophical waxing. Let’s talk about
food.
In 2009 the
NY Times wrote that its readers had voted Penang
the 2nd best place to go, after Beirut , for ‘foodie experiences’. Must be a lot of foodies also like to wear
Kevlar vests. After spending 17 days and
sixteen nights here, Penang gets my vote too!
In my time
here in Penang I think I have consumed about this many ducks:
As far as
the amount of pork I have consumed for the total trip, this is all that remains
of Mr. Pig.
I will have
withdrawal symptoms starting mid-day when I fly the first leg of my trip from
Penang to Kuala Lumpur. From there it is
a hop to Bangkok, a skip to Doha, and a jump back to Arlington, VA
Each day I
have checked the ‘dashboard’ of my blog.
It tells me the number of times it has been viewed, which countries the
viewers are from, etc. Since its
inception, it has been viewed, at one time or another, by folk(s) in the US,
Germany, Malaysia, Argentina, South Korea, Laos, Canada, the UK, and ,last but
not least, Ecuador and Ukraine. The
total number of blog views as of this morning is 828.
I hope that
whoever has looked at this blog has found some enjoyment and perhaps
enlightenment about food along the way.
I have certainly enjoyed writing it and sharing my experiences of the
past 5 and ½ weeks.
You are all
invited to Chez Greenbrier for a meal. I
think my sweetheart can even speak some Ukranian!
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