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| - Why in the world would I want to drive 18 miles ever so early on a Sunday morning? Bullocks! I keep hearing about the curry puffs. What's the big deal?
A friend was kind enough to place an order of curry puffs for me last month. Of course, I had to go. I got to the monastery real early so I can grab my curry puffs then head to the gym. I was one of the very few that was there. The older ladies were still setting up so I was walking around. The monastery is so beautiful. It feels like a different world. Intricate gold roof designs, foo dogs by the entrance, a big gold structure in the middle...just gorgeous.
Some of the food was ready so I bought some of my Thai favorites: satay, nam prik, sticky rice with mango, fish cakes, pad Thai and spicy pork similar to chicharron. There was this lady who was giving me a whole schpill that went on and on. I had no clue what she was telling me - I don't talk Thai. I didn't want to be rude and interrupt her because she seemed like she was talking the business. A few minutes later, I politely smiled and asked her where to get my curry puffs. The older ladies running the show were so sweet and hilarious. "Oh, pretty girl", "hey sexy, try this", "honey, come here". But nobody seemed to know where my curry puffs were.
The food was cheap. A whole box of satay for $10. Sticky rice with mango for $6. Most stuff like crackers, cookies and rice cakes for $3/pack. Curry puffs for $5. And they're delicious!
I only had a few minutes before I had to leave. I was told I needed to find a lady with tokens to get my curry puffs. It's like a mission on "Amazing Race"! So, I asked every older lady holding old cookie tins (that's where they keep money and tokens) about my curry puffs. Finally, some lady told me "curry puff lady don't come about 9:30-10." What? I can't stay that "late". So, I left. Curry puffs, you and I aren't meant to be...
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