Hue, Vietnam Part One

For more photographs see previous post
Extract from draft chapter: Hue, Vietnam
There were television screens fixed to the ceiling on both sides every few seats, showing adverts on a loop and some programmes including a nature documentary, everything a bit too loud for my sensitive ears.
It felt refreshingly easy to have a relatively short daytime train journey (from Dong Hoi to Hue.) Travelling just three hours south made such a difference in temperature; when we stepped off the train it was just like stepping off a plane at a holiday sun destination. Hot!
In the cab we saw an chay (vegetarian) restaurant and got excited but then we wheeled away. After a few minutes the cab looped back, down a narrow side street. I who have zero natural sense of direction didn’t see this but Anthony said that we were at the other end of the street to…
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Good to be home

Hey everyone. It has been a while. 20 days of travel to be exact. I must say I had no idea what the term ‘jet lag’ meant until I opened my eyes Monday morning. Sadly, now I do.
I saw a beautiful part of the world, visited lots of towns and met some of the best people our world could ever offer. I plan on sharing with you all the things I saw and the stories that came from them. I also plan on sharing a whole lot of pictures.
We live in a picture postcard world and I have the proof.
Speaking of postcards, my apologies to those I promise to send. The days were full but the energy was not. No excuse, I agree but I hope the pictures make up for it.
I plan on doing a lot of writing this week with hopes of posting next…
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Europe – It was fun
This is my final European trip post. I figured six weeks give or take was enough. I hope you enjoyed my adventures. Life is pretty amazing no matter where we are, isn’t it.
Instead of a story I thought I would conclude my post with a series of pictures. They were taken during the last week of our trip. We were just a tad exhausted but hey, it’s France and England, there is no time for exhaustion.
On a side note: Because of my book being released and my other book being written I will have to limit my posts to once a week. There is just not enough hours in the day. It bummed me out but I knew I could not write at the level I expect.
On a bright note: I am pleasantly surprised at the popularity of Fozzie Bear. He was going to retire as soon…
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Let difficult times make you stronger
It’s all about what’s inside
WHO and WHAT we surround ourselves with matters a lot
Parmesan Herb Dip

This is the 5th dip recipe from the dry packets my husband and I use to sell. Flavored with Parmesan cheese, onion, garlic and seasonings then mixed with sour cream to dip whatever you like in it.

Ingredients

Put all of the ingredients into a small bowl.

Mix until thoroughly combined.

Refrigerate for at least on hour
or even overnight then serve.
Catherine’s Chocolate Zucchini Cake
It’s a stealth cake! No one will guess there is an entire quart of shredded zucchini in this moist, deep chocolate dessert.
This is the time of year when you can find some remarkable bargains at the farm stands and markets. Zucchini now appears only as very small fruit, or a baseball-bat sized overgrown creature at almost give-away prices. There is an old joke that Vermonters only lock their doors during zucchini season to avoid and accidental drop-offs, and there certainly is some truth to this.

When I had my large kitchen garden, my sister always asked me to save her an overgrown zucchini; she knew there would be at least one forgotten under the leaves. She would shred it and tuck it in the freezer to make zucchini breads at holiday time.
More vegetable than anything else
A few years back my friend Catherine gave me a lovely recipe…
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Haymaker’s Switchel
The original energy drink from Colonial times, haymaker’s switchel has kept New England farmers, and others, well hydrated in the humid summer months. (Rum optional).
When I was a child, once in a while someone in the family made haymakers switchel. I didn’t care for it much as a kid, but a few years ago, I thought it might be worth revisiting. My guests at the inn were always enchanted by old New England customs and foods.
I fiddled with this recipe for a long time trying to make it taste just like what I remembered from my childhood. However, I think the problem was that as an adult, I have a totally different palate, so what I thought was horrible then, actually tastes good to me now.
Even with that, switchel is an odd beverage.
The original hydrating sports drink
Also called haymaker’s punch, from Colonial times on, farmers…
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