This vegan imitator gave me pause for thought by the Asda chiller cabinet. Pretend chicken seems so much less perturbing than pretend fish. But I wanted to be fair, and as Squeaky Bean’s last offering had been good, I boldly went for it.

This vegan imitator gave me pause for thought by the Asda chiller cabinet. Pretend chicken seems so much less perturbing than pretend fish. But I wanted to be fair, and as Squeaky Bean’s last offering had been good, I boldly went for it.
Almost exactly a year after our New York + Extras trip, here is the last post!
Don’t ask 🙂 Instead be distracted by this photo… mmm, creamy goodness!
I’d love to live by the sea and have freshly-caught fish to hand. Or even live somewhere large enough to have a dedicated fishmongers. Instead I make do with supermarkets, and the occasional farmers market and farm shop.
This is particularly galling for a fan of raw fish. The last time I asked a supermarket fishmonger if their fish was okay to eat raw he said “Well I wouldn’t…” Since then, H found a great fishmonger in Guildford (The Chelsea Fishmonger), but it’s a bit of a trek so is only an occasional treat.
All this rambling leads to a post on Cha Ca La Vong – a wonderful Vietnamese fish creation.
As H and I were no longer penny-strapped travellers, I was really keen to splash out a bit on our recent Thailand trip.
This led to a great deal of research followed by some valiant booking efforts by H’s dad. The result? Celebrating New Year’s Eve at Issaya Siamese Club.
This isn’t a proper post. This is really just a “look at this fish!” post.