Syrup

There's a restaurant in the alley right next to the college that has Sunday brunch including bacon and french toast. There's another teacher that I make go at the same time with me because I don't like eggs and she can't eat french toast, so we trade. And of course, to properly eat french toast, you need syrup. But the restaurant only has honey.

I asked around, and found out that a store just up the street had some syrup. They said it wasn't anything we had in America, but that it looked like maple syrup and maybe I could give it a try. I actually don't recognize the name brand, and it was about $5 a bottle (for a pretty alright size). I was a little wary, but I decided to get it.

I feel really sheepish carrying it into the restaurant. The owner is out in the area all the time, and I thought he might get mad at me. But when he saw me holding it, he just looked at me and the bottle and said, quote, "Whoa." He's Chinese, if that makes it any funnier. It did to me.

But in either case, the real point of the story is that it's actually AWESOME and I'm really glad I got it because it makes it taste so much better and now I can have something like a western breakfast once a week, which is something I didn't have at all in Cambodia, so that's nice.

In other news, another foreigner at the restaurant today saw me holding it and asked, "Hey buddy, where'd you get that syrup?" I thought that was funny, and also that I should start a Chinese syrup business.

Peace out.