Early in our trip, we were walking around our neighborhood and came across a small, nice-looking restaurant. We stopping in for a quick bite, and had some slow-cooked pork bites (essentially open-faced banh mi) that could easily stand up to the fanciest restaurants in New York or San Francisco. Seriously, it may have been one of the best dishes that I have ever had. So we asked if they offered a cooking class, and of course they did. We didn't know how big the class would be, how well the chef could teach, or what we would be cooking. But with a meal like that, we were willing to take our chances. And it couldn't have worked out any better.
We showed up at the restaurant at 8am to meet Nguyen (pronounced Win), the owner and head chef. He was immediately endearing, and bursting with energy. It was clear that he loved to both cook and share his secrets with anyone who asked. This was going to be fun.
Like every meal in Hoi An, ours started with a trip to the market to pick up the day's ingredients. We had been to the market several times previously, but having a local tour guide was infinitely more helpful.
Nguyen, showing us how to buy a squid. |
We learned that locals never buy fish after 9am (for obvious reasons), but the butchers bring fresh meat every two hours (so it's safe to buy all day). We learned to look at a fish's eyes before you buy it. Freshly caught fish have bright, shiny eyes, whereas fish with cloudy eyes will make you wish you chose the chicken. Nguyen also told us about the five elements of balance (fire, water, metal, wood, and earth), and explained how the best recipes are inspired by the same principles. In other words, food should have sweetness, spiciness, saltiness, crunchiness, and all other components in a nice balance.
The market was definitely not for the faint of heart, but it really was a sight to see.
Nguyen says that fish heads are what most locals prefer, so he can get a great deal on the body. She was more than happy to oblige. |
It's not at all uncommon to see a crab claw pinch or a fish tail flap as you walk by. |
We're three weeks into the trip, and I just found out that we've been buying duck eggs every day. |
This will be an amazing bowl of pho in 8 hours. |
Apparently sardines are also available not in a can. |
Need to buy a pig tail for your soup? |
Nothing is wasted. Every part of the animals and plants were available for sale, and we left with herbs, veggies, fish, and meats to supply his restaurant for the day. We left a bit of our innocence behind, but now we're able to look a fish in the eye as we eat it.
Back in the kitchen, Nguyen showed us cooking basics, like how to hold a knife and how to not cut your finger off. Useful stuff.
We were joined for the class by a lovely family wearing clothing brands I recognized from our quick stop in Japan. I was so excited to share my three words of Japanese with them, even though they probably didn't want any coffee. They politely laughed, but didn't say much for the next few minutes, until it casually came up that they were actually Korean. Man, what an asshole. They were cool about it; I was redder than the aprons.
But thankfully, we didn't have much time to waste on awkward introductions. We jumped right in to the first course, a mango papaya salad. It was as good as it sounds.
This was me learning how to cut my first mango the Vietnamese way.
Faces not posed. Thanks, Aimee.
Meanwhile, we were simmering a pot of pho made from scratch.
That's a real cow bone. No bouillon here, folks.
Nguyen, showing us the perfect way to fry a spring roll.
No photos of the spring rolls, because we ate them all immediately. As in right out of the boiling oil. Worth it.
We learned that spring rolls are fried and traditionally eaten in the spring. Summer rolls are fresh, and eaten when it's too hot outside to want anything deep fried. Seems obvious, but I never put that together.
This is Aimee preparing our next course.
It was seared ahi coated with black sesame in a coconut lime sauce.
It lasted all of about 15 seconds on our plate.
And of course we can't forget the pho! We went back to the broth that had been simmering since we got back from the market. I couldn't get over that a pot of water turned into this.
The most authentic way to eat pho is to get fresh beef straight from the market, slice it paper thin, and dip it in the boiling broth for just a few seconds to cook it. It was an absolutely delicacy that will make it even harder to leave this country.
Nguyen was such an earnest and friendly host that we could have heard him talk about folding napkins for four hours and still have had a wonderful time. But the fact that we can