How Do You Like Them 'Phutsas'

This past weekend Nuch's mother wanted to make merit at the local temple, so Nuch and I took her and Nuch's father to Tesco Lotus (like a Wal-mart Superstore) to buy some food and supplies to donate to the monks. They were like kids in a candy store.

Buying instant noodles.

Sometimes too many options can be a bad thing.





Eventually, we chose a pack of instant noodles and picked up a number of other itmes - most with suprisingly high sugar content, considering it was all for monks. I think it would be difficult to meditate with your heart jacked on a sugar high.

Has anyone ever heard of Hale's Blue Boy? I believe it's a banned substance in most professional sports leagues. Actually, I think it's snowcone syrup, but in Thailand it's mixed with a bit of water and drunk like high-octane Kool-Aid. Apparently, it's popular with the monks.

I was told that good onions have small "nipples".

ah..., I was looking at the wrong end.

Nuch's dad is a good sport and lets me take his picture for no apparent reason.

It took a long time to choose this rice serving spoon.




On the aisle before this, Nuch's mother looked at the same brown plastic bowl. She smelled it and somehow knew it was recycled plastic. We saw this one sitting by itself and she said, see, someone else realized it was recycled, too.





The fine art of choosing apples.





Turns out we were looking for 'Phutsas' (not sure what they're called in English), so the apples we chose were sent back to the bin. Hehehe... these are Phutsas.

The next day we went to the temple and made merit. This is the same monk that married Nuch and I.