For a long time I've subscribed to the theory that deep fat frying is a culinary equalizer that makes everything good--it works the same for onions as Twinkies. However, this is one of many fronts in which Cambodia is still an alternate universe for me. I ordered deep fried morning glory in a coffee shop because it was cheap. The closest thing I could compare it to would be weeds fried in cod liver oil. I couldn't get rid of the taste and suffered greasy, fishy belches the rest of the day.
Everything else I've eaten here has been awesome though, and generally under $2 a plate (including cold tea to wash it down). This being from the equivalent of a diner or something. If I get up the courage to eat more street food it might be even cheaper.
Completely unrelated: Since I hope to learn at least some Khmer, and I am a true beginner, I thought I'd try to keep some track of vocabulary as I learn it to investigate a little about language acquisition. With Spanish, which I more or less speak, almost everyone knows some words and there lots of cognates and so on. With Khmer, I'm more like Kasper Hauser or the wild boy of Aveyron.
Words/phrases I've said and been understood: Hello, good morning, thank you, left, no.
Words/Phrases I've understood:
Hello, good morning, thank you, two, seven, eleven.
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