Yesterday I went with a friend to a little known place up north. We were still within Ho Chi Minh city limits, yet we were surrounded by little local resorts on either side of the canal. Then we went to a place that is unique to Vietnam--a cafe where you go to sip coffee and play cards with friends. And fish. We occupy a little platform and relax, drink, and fish off the side. I caught a really puny fish and then remembered that I hate hurting the fish. Funny how you can forget your principles--maybe it was the place itself, and maybe it was the way the fish went after the bait like bloodthirsty piranhas.
Friday, May 7, 2010
Fish and Coffee in the same sentence!
Yesterday I went with a friend to a little known place up north. We were still within Ho Chi Minh city limits, yet we were surrounded by little local resorts on either side of the canal. Then we went to a place that is unique to Vietnam--a cafe where you go to sip coffee and play cards with friends. And fish. We occupy a little platform and relax, drink, and fish off the side. I caught a really puny fish and then remembered that I hate hurting the fish. Funny how you can forget your principles--maybe it was the place itself, and maybe it was the way the fish went after the bait like bloodthirsty piranhas.
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ReplyDeletegreat white hunter: remember to file the barbs off the hook: the fish will thank you (maybe give you three wishes) and you won't have to rip their entrails out to get back your hook. this timely idea is brought to you by "father know best".
The fish thanks you for the advice but thinks it is less than timely. It will live to be hooked again.
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