Sunday Roast at the Cavern in Phnom Penh

Sundays are brilliant, aren’t they? Whether you are nursing a hangover from Saturday night’s excess, or praising the Lord for the seventh day, that God-given day of rest applies to everyone (except Jews, Muslims, Hindus, Buddhists supermarket workers and the Khmer construction workers opposite your apartment). Even so, for those…

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Life as a Baby Duck Fetus Eater

“You see that dish? That’s dog meat,” said Raksume who was standing me dinner at his family’s palm leaf shack on the edge of the village. “Oh” I said. And then, “Hey, where’s your dog?”. Raksume gestured unceremoniously towards the road. “It had accident so we eat it”. “Reksume” I…

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