There are no table or chairs/cushions, just a mat on the floor and the utensils to eat. One of the few dishes I like is the fish (its called 'the fish', don't bother trying to find out what type it is - pointless). Comes out on a steaming dish and served with random grass cuttings. Once you pick off the grass it is quite tasty. Eating it gets very messy, but I think that has more to do with the intoxicated state of the patrons. Below is the state we left the pontoon in.
Any visit isn't complete (and I think it has been legislated by the Cambodian National Assembly) that at least one of the dinner party at any Cambodian dinner gets absolutely blotto and then proceeds to insult and abuse their fellow diners. Below is a shot of Annette (friend of Annie) in the aftermath of one of her tirades in which she:
1. threw a full bottle of wine
2. swore violently at all in attendance
3. collapsed into the aforementioned dish of 'the fish'.
I think Dave was ok with the outburst, but then again he has been friends of the Ryland brothers for too long to be concerned with graphic violence.
It was nice seeing you Sanch.
The end.
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