Comments on: Menu for Hope III http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355 Thu, 09 Sep 2010 06:50:42 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: ramblingspoon.com || Karen Coates http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355&cpage=1#comment-5561 ramblingspoon.com || Karen Coates Sun, 18 Feb 2007 14:59:14 +0000 http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355#comment-5561 [...] There they were, on the table before us at Romdeng. This was the dinner I had offered, for a superb cause, and this was the dish my dear guest, Yvonne, and our Oregon buddy, Andy, had talked me into ordering. [...] [...] There they were, on the table before us at Romdeng. This was the dinner I had offered, for a superb cause, and this was the dish my dear guest, Yvonne, and our Oregon buddy, Andy, had talked me into ordering. [...]

]]> By: Florian http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355&cpage=1#comment-4782 Florian Sun, 28 Jan 2007 22:12:17 +0000 http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355#comment-4782 Hi, I found your blog via google by accident and have to admit that youve a really interesting blog :-) Just saved your feed in my reader, have a nice day :) Hi,
I found your blog via google by accident and have to admit that youve a really interesting blog :-)
Just saved your feed in my reader, have a nice day :)

]]> By: ramblingspoon.com || Karen Coates http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355&cpage=1#comment-2323 ramblingspoon.com || Karen Coates Fri, 15 Dec 2006 02:57:55 +0000 http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355#comment-2323 [...] Meeting Hunger on the Trail We walked through the far northeast corner of Cambodia along a sandy trail through overhanging crops and scattered huts. We met an old man with ripples of veins on skinny, wrinkled legs. He came up from behind and passed us on the path. He had walked ten hours from his home. He sought a small village ahead with his teenaged daughter and young thigh-high son, who dangled a roll-your-own cigarette from his lips. Another long day on a sunburnt path that kept going and going behind us, all the way to Laos if the inclination arose. Jerry took the man’s photo, then the three continued on. The girl changed clothes in two steps and a twirl; off with one sarong, into another, a flash of undies, a peek at the bra, on with a bright green shirt the color of rice in an incandescent afternoon. Presto. She was dressed for town. When we reached the village, I plopped my dirty self on a snack stand and bought neon-colored sodas, each 2,000 riel, 50 cents. Corn chips, 400 riel, 10 cents. A triangular pouch of candy, 200 riel, 5 cents. We ate and drank our goodies, then spotted the old man again. Father and daughter were cleaning the yard across the road, trimming trees, dragging branches to a pile. They worked for food. They had walked the ten hours to town because they had nothing to eat. We asked if they had any money. No. Jerry extended the man 1,000 riel as payment for the photo he had taken. The man examined the tattered note and handed it to his daughter in confusion. He asked what it was. One thousand riel, Jerry said. Twenty-five cents. That pleased the father and daughter immensely, and they bowed in gratitude. Buy rice, we told them. One thousand riel, it would buy two pounds. Then we said goodbye. We crossed the river by boat, 1,000 riel for both of us, 25 cents. We bought coffee, 1,000 riel a glass, 25 cents. We purchased water, 1,000 riel, 25 cents. One thousand riel, 25 cents. The man hadn’t known. – Excerpted from the book, Cambodia Now: Life in the Wake of War Please donate to Menu for Hope. A $10 raffle ticket offers you the chance to win a signed copy of this book (or another prize of your choosing). All proceeds go toward the UN World Food Programme. Click here to donate. Check here for full details. While pictures of starvation frequently pop up in the news, daily undernourishment is less visible, “from the shanty towns of Jakarta in Indonesia and the Cambodian capital Phnom Penh to the mountain villages of Bolivia and Nepal,” according to WFP. People go hungry every day. According to WFP, hunger in Cambodia will be a “silent emergency” in 2007. Please help. [...] [...] Meeting Hunger on the Trail We walked through the far northeast corner of Cambodia along a sandy trail through overhanging crops and scattered huts. We met an old man with ripples of veins on skinny, wrinkled legs. He came up from behind and passed us on the path. He had walked ten hours from his home. He sought a small village ahead with his teenaged daughter and young thigh-high son, who dangled a roll-your-own cigarette from his lips. Another long day on a sunburnt path that kept going and going behind us, all the way to Laos if the inclination arose. Jerry took the man’s photo, then the three continued on. The girl changed clothes in two steps and a twirl; off with one sarong, into another, a flash of undies, a peek at the bra, on with a bright green shirt the color of rice in an incandescent afternoon. Presto. She was dressed for town. When we reached the village, I plopped my dirty self on a snack stand and bought neon-colored sodas, each 2,000 riel, 50 cents. Corn chips, 400 riel, 10 cents. A triangular pouch of candy, 200 riel, 5 cents. We ate and drank our goodies, then spotted the old man again. Father and daughter were cleaning the yard across the road, trimming trees, dragging branches to a pile. They worked for food. They had walked the ten hours to town because they had nothing to eat. We asked if they had any money. No. Jerry extended the man 1,000 riel as payment for the photo he had taken. The man examined the tattered note and handed it to his daughter in confusion. He asked what it was. One thousand riel, Jerry said. Twenty-five cents. That pleased the father and daughter immensely, and they bowed in gratitude. Buy rice, we told them. One thousand riel, it would buy two pounds. Then we said goodbye. We crossed the river by boat, 1,000 riel for both of us, 25 cents. We bought coffee, 1,000 riel a glass, 25 cents. We purchased water, 1,000 riel, 25 cents. One thousand riel, 25 cents. The man hadn’t known. – Excerpted from the book, Cambodia Now: Life in the Wake of War Please donate to Menu for Hope. A $10 raffle ticket offers you the chance to win a signed copy of this book (or another prize of your choosing). All proceeds go toward the UN World Food Programme. Click here to donate. Check here for full details. While pictures of starvation frequently pop up in the news, daily undernourishment is less visible, “from the shanty towns of Jakarta in Indonesia and the Cambodian capital Phnom Penh to the mountain villages of Bolivia and Nepal,” according to WFP. People go hungry every day. According to WFP, hunger in Cambodia will be a “silent emergency” in 2007. Please help. [...]

]]> By: Ed http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355&cpage=1#comment-2229 Ed Tue, 12 Dec 2006 06:58:42 +0000 http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355#comment-2229 Karen, thanks for the tips. I think the fried spiders will make a great blog post - of pie4ce of journalism - although i do have a tin of silk worm lavae I haven't had the courage to open yet. Look forward to all the fish an am glad they have those wonderful salads in Cambodia. Karen, thanks for the tips. I think the fried spiders will make a great blog post – of pie4ce of journalism – although i do have a tin of silk worm lavae I haven’t had the courage to open yet. Look forward to all the fish an am glad they have those wonderful salads in Cambodia.

]]> By: Karen http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355&cpage=1#comment-2215 Karen Tue, 12 Dec 2006 01:18:33 +0000 http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355#comment-2215 Thanks for your help, Francine! Thanks for your help, Francine!

]]> By: Francine http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355&cpage=1#comment-2212 Francine Mon, 11 Dec 2006 22:52:05 +0000 http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355#comment-2212 Thanks, Karen, For offering me this wonderful and fun opportunity to help hungry people. I'm passing this on to co-workers, other friends and neighbors. Since we have so many UN people living on Roosevelt Island, this will be familiar to them. Best wishes to you and Jerry, Francine Thanks, Karen,
For offering me this wonderful and fun opportunity to help hungry people. I’m passing this on to co-workers, other friends and neighbors. Since we have so many UN people living on Roosevelt Island, this will be familiar to them.
Best wishes to you and Jerry,
Francine

]]> By: Karen http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355&cpage=1#comment-2196 Karen Mon, 11 Dec 2006 07:31:14 +0000 http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355#comment-2196 You could be adventurous and try the fried spiders. Or at least the three types of prahok (fermented fish paste), which is serioulsy tasty. Really. Plus, the Romdeng version is thoroughly cooked so you don't have to worry about tummy bugs. Lotus salad is a hit. I always like banana flower or green mango salads, too. And please try something with fish (fish stew, perhaps?); Cambodia has such wonderful fish. I don't think you can go wrong at Romdeng. Thanks for your interest. Enjoy dinner! You could be adventurous and try the fried spiders. Or at least the three types of prahok (fermented fish paste), which is serioulsy tasty. Really. Plus, the Romdeng version is thoroughly cooked so you don’t have to worry about tummy bugs.

Lotus salad is a hit. I always like banana flower or green mango salads, too. And please try something with fish (fish stew, perhaps?); Cambodia has such wonderful fish. I don’t think you can go wrong at Romdeng.

Thanks for your interest. Enjoy dinner!

]]> By: Ed http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355&cpage=1#comment-2195 Ed Mon, 11 Dec 2006 07:18:29 +0000 http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355#comment-2195 Bummer! But I'll visit it anyway and buy a ticket for your book. Is there anything on the menu in particular at Romdeng that I should eat? Bummer! But I’ll visit it anyway and buy a ticket for your book. Is there anything on the menu in particular at Romdeng that I should eat?

]]> By: Karen http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355&cpage=1#comment-2194 Karen Mon, 11 Dec 2006 06:09:39 +0000 http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355#comment-2194 Oh, I'd love to but I can't. I have to be here in Chiang Mai through the end of January. The earliest we'll be in Phnom Penh is around Jan. 30. Oh, I’d love to but I can’t. I have to be here in Chiang Mai through the end of January. The earliest we’ll be in Phnom Penh is around Jan. 30.

]]> By: Ed http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355&cpage=1#comment-2193 Ed Mon, 11 Dec 2006 05:51:03 +0000 http://ramblingspoon.com/blog/?p=355#comment-2193 Any chance you could squeeze the date to eat at Romdeng to 16-18 Jan? If so I'll buy a ticket it. Any chance you could squeeze the date to eat at Romdeng to 16-18 Jan? If so I’ll buy a ticket it.

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