Royal Treatment For Food Lovers

If you are from Eastern Europe there is a dedicated space in your house for special treats in case guests come over unexpectedly. The magical place of chocolates and biscuits, liqueur fills, wine and vodka and other exquisite treats that are kept to impress your neighbours, much loved relatives and friends.

If you called my mother and told her you are coming over for coffee, she would prepare a feast in 20 mins. She would share her dinner with you, prepare Lithuanian version of tapas, open the best bottle of wine and a very fancy box of chocolates filled with liqueur. This is how we roll.

Make me a cup of tea and I am happy. Everything else makes me feel uncomfortable. However, I have met so many beautiful, kind and giving people. They went out of their way sharing the most delicious food with me. I love food. Feed me well and I will love you forever.

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khmer food fish mokita dreams

I stayed in Cambodia for few months, where I was surrounded by the most loving and giving souls. That’s where the words ‘those who have little give the most’ really started to make sense. When it was time to leave they said ‘goodbye’ throwing a party. The food was so good and the smiles were so big. I will cherish it forever.

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vietnamese food dinner mokita dreams

vietnamese food mokita dreams

Lovely Vietnamese family hosted me in Da Nang, Vietnam. My, a beautiful young lady who prepared dinners, is an absolute wizard in the kitchen. I still need to make steamed fish in foil recommended by My. She made it look so effortless.

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vietnamese foods sea food mokita dreams

Local guy at the bus station in Hanoi, Vietnam, rescued me from a taxi driver, who tried to rip me off. Later he introduced me to his friends, invited for a class reunion dinner, let me nap at his house. He and his friends hosted me for two days taking to the most amazing places and sharing the most delicious dinners.

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vietnamese food dinner homemade mokita dreams

mokita dreams vietnamese food homemade dinner

While volunteering at school in Ho Chi Minh city I had my own cook, who looked after me incredibly well. Every single day she would prepare fresh food. The food was so good, but it made me feel  really awkward. Royal treatment made me feel uncomfortable.

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laos officer dinner rice mokita dreams

Gentlemen at Laos border greeted me with rice and bamboo soup. They helped me to fill up paperwork for my visa. We took pictures, I smiled awkwardly. I was confused, tired and sweaty after 16 hours bus journey.

I wish everyone had more fun and tried liqueur chocolates. Please, don’t be a stranger. Be a guest. It’s fun.

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10 Comments Add yours

  1. How lovely! I wish more people had a tradition of a “guest smorgasbord”; it sounds so nice. Yummy pics too! 🙂

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    1. mokitadreams says:

      Thank you:)
      I had to google ‘smorgasbord’ and it took me to one of the best places on earth. Sweden and cheese. Lots of really good cheese:) happy days

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  2. That’s so true, what you said about the secret cupboard with treats for unexpected guests. I do have one, too. And I don’t remember planning to have one. It just…happened! 🙂

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    1. mokitadreams says:

      Your guests are very lucky. Sounds that you look after them 🙂

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      1. I do try! I love throwing dinner parties, being a host 🙂

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      2. mokitadreams says:

        We need more dinner parties and love these days 🙂

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  3. sim8ba says:

    Reblogged this on Sudhvedham and commented:
    Beautiful(Delicious) experiences ^_^ .. Reblogging this

    Liked by 1 person

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