That’s My World

Our World Tuesday: Piece of heaven

Posted by The Insider on May 12, 2015 in A Photo a Day, Addicted to Meme, All things Khmer, Cycle 3, That's My World, travel, What's On in Cambodia | 1 comment

Watching the sun go down.

Celebrating Khmer New Year in the southern beachtown of Kep.

Monday Mellow Yellows: Ready-to-wear clothes

Posted by The Insider on May 11, 2015 in A Photo a Day, Addicted to Meme, All things Khmer, Cycle 3, That's My World, What's On in Cambodia | 2 comments

Hello, I’m back! I wasn’t planning on a long blog hiatus but there you go… I just did.
Now that I’m here again, I would try to make up for the lost time.

Here’s my Monday Mellow Yellows entry for this week:

Tshirts galore, available at Psah Thmey (Central Market).

I just happened to pass by and these brightly-coloured merchandise caught my eye. Most of the shirts actually have good quality similar to those sold in air-conditioned shops, but are way cheaper!

Monday Mellow Yellows: Dried fish

Posted by The Insider on Mar 2, 2015 in A Photo a Day, Addicted to Meme, Cambodia life, Cycle 3, Everything Pinoy, Expat Life, That's My World, What's On in Cambodia | 3 comments

My younger brother returned to Cambodia from a two-week holiday in the Philippines. He brought back several kilos of dried fish and divided it amongst ourselves.

Don’t get me wrong, there are dried fish available here but they’re mostly freshwater fish. I miss the saltwater fish from the Philippines and it’s always a welcome and a special treat whenever my parents would send us some. A taste of home, so to speak.

When kept for a long time, even in a moist-free container, dried fish tend to grow molds. So what I do is take them out every now and then and hang them under direct sunlight to dry and get as much air as possible.

Hanging fish to dry. I think the fly is more attracted to the scent of red chili peppers more than the dried fish. Odd.

I didn’t have any hooks but my husband made me one – a DIY hook made from an old, plastic hanger 🙂 And I reused the net bags (used previously to hold onions and potatoes) from the grocery.
Even though my husband thinks the dried fish smell like a dirty sock, and could envelope the house with its “nasty” odour, he doesn’t mind me having them occasionally at meal times.