So Pho'king good

Goodbye Atlanta!

Hello pho!

Best pho evar.

I went to the country my first day here to visit the fam for a bit. Here's the ish about these Vietnamese people: they’ve been feeding me like some prized pig and absolutely do not understand the concept of being full. You know, like, not hungry anymore.

I say: I’m full.

They go: No, no you’re not.

I say: Yes I am. I’m dying. I want to throw up.

Them: You’re fine. Go throw up a lil and have some crab.

So thick and juicyyy

Wish Mahtab were here lol. I’ve learned that if you just pretend like you’re eating, they leave you alone….

My best discovery so far....my relatives have a friggin sugarcane machine. CAN I PLZ HAS?

SUGARCANE JUICE = DAYUMMMMM. SO GUD.

Vietnamese also do some strange/mildly amusing shiz:

They ran out of incense so they use cigarettes. MMMmm, nothing smells better than lung cancer.

Here’s your everyday pair of chicken feet dangling on a calendar.

My relatives chillin’ at, you know, a cemetery.

Here's some delicious mess I ate so far:

whipping up all kindsa good shit

Chom chom (rambutan) MAH FAV

Soursop. Sweet mother of zombie Jesus...

Durian. This made my whole room smell like wet socks and rotten eggs

Chicken salad

Children. Kidding.