I went to Vietnam when I was in primary school, with the family. My memory extends to being on a boat, fishing for (Vietnamese equivalent) langoustines and cooking them on the boat. They were the freshest things I had tasted in Vietnam.
Other than the langoustines, I don’t remember much. And I sure as hell don’t remember seeing all the sights Oliver did.
That means I have to go back right? Right?
Happy weekend y’all! xx