From the many culinary obstacles I am encountering along the streets, I am not sure I am going to make it to my original destination.
Interesting selections catch my eye at one food stand and I take a seat on the sidewalk. About fifteen minutes later I have a whole grilled fish in front of me. With a sweet and sour flavor and crispy bones that you can eat, my dish is picked a part like it is my last meal.
For less than US$4, along with a bowl of yellow noodle soup, I have one of the most delicious grilled fish meal that I can remember in a long long time.
Next it is a fresh guava for desert then a mystery I have seen here among quite a few young and old men is solved.
On many street corners there are vendors that take small green leaves, brush them with a white powder, add something then tightly roll individual leaves and put them in a plastic wrapper. Turns out this is a “local chew” of sorts. Interestingly, this chew causes the lips and mouth of the user to turn a bright red.
Unfortunately, over time significant staining then eventually the lost of teeth occurs. I think I will bypass trying this local delight although having a bright red mouth would be so cool.
Together we walk some other streets of Yangon sightseeing.
Three good size appetizer dishes and nine draft beers later, we shell out about US$9 for the whole deal.
At our next stop the beer is a little more expensive but worth it as we take in an elevated view of the city. The Shwedagon Pagoda is impressive lit up at night especially looking at it from the 20th floor of Sakura Tower.