Some of my students wanted to go out to dinner to celebrate their exam results. Usually I politely decline. But not this time; I'm ready for some more education about Cambodian food.They make the arrangements and they almost turn up on time. And the place? The very un-Cambodian, Pizza Company. Damn!
It's the place to go it seems and my students were desperate to know if the pizza was the same as back home. Unfortunately, it was.
Funny you should mention pizza and Cambodian in the same sentence. Recently we bought piza not far from where we live, in Australia. I commented on how delicious it was. My husband said that the shop owners were Cambodian and then it dawned on me...I swear I could taste fish sauce in there somewhere. Yum!!!!
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