Hoi An is home to the Red Bridge Cooking School that is apparently quite famous; we signed up for their half-day class which included a tour of the market, a boat ride to their restaurant/school, cooking demonstrations and lessons, and a wonderful meal at the end before the boat ride back.
At the market, our guide showed us the variety of Vietnamese fruits:
The variety was truly amazing. There was even a fruit named "Women's Breast" for the milky juice it produced. SOMEONE could not help herself from making an inappropriate joke.
After our boat ride to the school, a super sassy chef (his opening speech went something like this: "Anyone vegetarian? What wrong with you. You allergic to squid? You die today,") taught us
some delicious quick recipes.
Including fresh rolls with handmade noodles!
The piece de resistance was eggplant cooked with lemongrass in a clay pot, and Eriola and I were as proud of ours as kindergartners who've made a finger painting.
We ate like kings (queens?) and then left on the boat back to Hoi An. Goodbye, Red Bridge!
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