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Other Category Of Sauce Pan

There can be a lot of indoor activities that can be made at home. But if you want to have a different kind of activity that you and your family can enjoy, and at the same time bond with each other, one of it is cooking together. This is actually not common among the family to do this kind of activity.

Most people are fans of cooking foods especially their favorite ones. Children are one of the fans of eating foods. And most of the children are fans of eating spaghetti. That is one of the most commonly cooked by their mothers for special occasions like a birthday party.

There are a lot of cooking wares that are commonly found in the kitchen. And with those cooking wares there are also different uses of it. One of these is a saucepan. Do you know what a saucepan is? Saucepan is a metal or enamel pan with a long handle and often a lid used for cooking food. This is also can be defined as a cooking vessel usually used on top of a stove. You can use sauce pan in many ways like frying, boiling, and especially in making sauces. But do you know that sauce pans are made into a variety of materials. There are aluminium and stainless steel that you can choose from.

Secrets to Premium Grilled Food

Despite the rapid upsurge of restaurants that serve grilled food in the metropolis and different provinces, Congo Grille remains to be one of the favorites of families and office yuppies since it holds the secret to premium grilled food. From a typical Filipino restaurant seven years ago, Congo Grille has gone global in terms of the food it serves which its loyal patrons would describe as first-rate, generous and affordable. “Compared to other grilling resto, we make it a point to add a premium on every serving. We serve the biggest portion of crispy pata and inihaw na pusit. You pay the same price but get a bigger portion or serving of the food that you order for,” explains Dex Frayco, kitchen operations manager of Congo Grille.

Each of the 240 items listed on Congo’s menu, most of which came from the customers, is guaranteed to satisfy three to four persons who need not worry about forking out big bucks.

“We have a ‘customer comment card’ which customers fill up whenever they dine at Congo. We consolidate their suggestions in our monthly meeting then we study whatever is predominant and improve that,” adds Frayco. Because of constant and tireless monitorship of what Congo’s customers want, Frayco and everybody else running Congo Grille discovered that people can’t get enough of their sizzling delights such as Pork Sisig which is priced at P160, Baked New Zealand Mussels cooked in cheese, garlic butter and Rockefeller Sauce (P260), and Congo Rice topped with calamares, spring onions, dried ginger and rye (P160). Other Congo favorites are Tex Mex Nachos, Crispy Pata and Grilled Pusit.

“Our Crispy Pata is good for five persons because it’s really big. We’ve got a lot of suppliers for pata because it’s hard to source out pata that weighs 60 kilos. That’s why we get our supply of pata from as far as Laguna,” reveals Frayco, adding that they go out of their way to please their customers because Congo Grille wants to live up to the special trait of a silverback gorilla.

“You’ve noticed that our restaurant is represented by a silverback gorilla and that is so because if you research on it, you’ll realize that this type of creature is the most caring and playful to its young. This is the image that our restaurant exudes because our standard of taste is always based on our customers’ preference,” he explained.

Aside from putting utmost importance on what its customers want, Congo Grille’s other secret to its continuing success is the pair of expert hands working in the kitchen. Congo’s Executive Chef Reynaldo Natividad’s passion for Spanish and Western cuisine contributed a lot to Congo’s speedy progress in the grilling industry. “Since our vision is to go global and we’ve made the first step in our kitchen, preparations are now being made for our first branch abroad. We’re planning to put up a branch in the US,” concludes Frayco. Congo Grille currently has 10 branches located in Ortigas, Quezon City, Makati City, Alabang, SM Fairview, SM San Lazaro, SM Valenzuela, SM Sta. Rosa, SM Clark and SM Mall of Asia.

It’s Raining Good Food in Delhi

It is rightly said that variety is a spice of life. In a country like India, one can find ample variety in various food specialties. From north to south, east to west, India is rich with agriculture, which has led to a greener India. This is one reason why Indians are big-time foodies. May it be the royal Rajsthani thali, the heavy and stuffing Punjabi cuisines or the authentic Hyderabadi biryanis, we can find all types of food varieties in India. But from the past few years we can see that restaurants now have a menu of not only the Indian food but as well as a menu for those who’d like to try out Thai, Chinese, Italian, Mexican and American cuisines. So today I’ll be sharing a little trivia on some of best Chinese, Italian and Mexican restaurants of Delhi.

To start with the Chinese restaurants, then Buzz Punjabi Bagh, Yo! China and Noottee Resto and Lounge are taking the lead. Buzz Punjabi Bagh not only specializes in Chinese but has an ample variety of other menu like North Indian, Thai, Lebanese, Italian, Mexican, Asian, Continental, Mediterranian and Japanese cuisines. Yo! China is said to be India’s first and largest chain that serves an authentic Indian Chinese menu in an international feel of the ambience in its restaurants. Noottee Resto and Lounge of Rajouri Garden also is a suitable choice to try out a high standard in Chinese cuisines. A couple of other good Chinese restaurants are Bikanervala, Pinch of spice, Hammer Club and Lounge and Just Baguette.

Looking forward to the Italian cuisines, restaurants like Grub House, The Sky Bar and Terrace Garden Lounge and Resto Bar are an easy choice over the rest. Grub House is well known for its architectural design and its rich variety in the menu. They have a café on the ground floor, a restaurant on the first floor and a lounge on the second. The Sky Bar is a good alternative for having a delicious Italian meal. Along with the culinary, they also have live music and bar service made available to its customers. Terrace Garden Lounge and Resto Bar is also a very good restaurant that’s a must try. Some other restaurants like The Royal Spice, Big Yellow Door and Sakley The Mountain Café are also worth a try.

Precious Moments Spent at Mom and Tina’s Cafe

Moments spent with my favorite people in the world are priceless. It feels great to bond with friends over yummy foods but nothing feels more celebrated and wonderful than to dine out and bond with your family. Since my Papa passed away last March, my sister and I made it a point to treat my mom out as often as we could.

For that one special date with my mom, we decided to try Mom and Tina’s Cafe. I’ve been hearing and reading a lot of yummy things about it that’s why I was so perked up to give this resto a try.

Immediately after I saw the fresh from the Christmas story book look of the resto’s facade, I fell in love with it. It was like I could feel that very moment that I’m going to enjoy my stay there. Off we went in. If from the outside, Mom and Tina’s looked like it was photographed from a Christmas story book, wait till you get inside. The place is very cozy and laid-back, like you are suddenly toted to the animated cosmos of Cafe World or perhaps, being carried inside the dainty Gingerbread House. Picture this: sunny Sunday mornings spent with your family; Dad is reading newspaper by the veranda, Mom is baking a delicious goodie in the kitchen, your brother and sister playing together in the sala, and you’re reading a feel-good book by the corner window.

I would love to sit in one of the printed stripes couches but they’re all occupied so we just settled on one of the corner tables. The cheerful waiter handed us the menu which I find cute since it’s printed on a Papemelroti stationery or some Earth-friendly paper which I find so novel. Mama ordered for meaty spaghetti (P125) which is kind of usual, but it’s her taste buds anyway. My sister got Chicken Alexander (P160)while I went for Chicken Spinach Lasagna (P150). Since all three of aren’t afraid of diabetes attack, we immediately ordered the bakeshop’s signature desserts and asked the waiter to serve it and the pasta all at once. We ordered Sanzrival (P50)Oreo Cheesecake (P125), andToblerone Walnut Torte (90).

When we got our orders, I was a bit dismayed when I saw the small serving. When I started indulging myself in the yummy goodness of my Chicken Spinach Lasagna, I realized you should not really judge a book by its cover-or in this case, a porridge cup. Really, I felt so full and bloated after I finished eating the Lasagna. I think at least 2-3 people could share in one serving of Mom and Tina’s pasta. It’s just too full and tasty that you will need a helping hand eating it:-) By the way, all pastas are served with garlic bread rolls which taste good, too:-)

It’s actually a different story with their desserts. I think I could eat the entire piece myself and there’s no way I would be needing a helping hand on that, especially with the Sanzrival. All three cakes we ordered were delightfully good but my taste bud voted for Sanzrival as the best. Some cakes come in regular or large orders but I suggest you go for the regular size if you want to try on their other cakes.

I am definitely coming back to Mom and Tina’s! I would love to try out their French Vinaigrette and the famous Shepherd’s Pie plus the Philly Cheesesteak Sandwich. And of course, I would definitely hold a DON’T MIND ABOUT DIABETES day when I go back there and order Caramel Profiterole, Mango Walnut Torte, White Toblerone Walnut Torte, Baked Oreo Cheesecake, and whatever sweets I’d love to gorge on at this bakeshop.

Choosing The Healthy Food

Dining out is one treat everyone loves to indulge once in awhile. For someone who does all the cooking at home, this is certainly considered leisure. However if you are on diet, eating out can be tough especially when it comes to choosing food that will not make you feel guilty. Here are some tips that can help you make eating out an enjoyable experience.

One must be aware that most restaurants have nice looking menu pictures that show case the food they serve. Other than being effective in stimulating one’s appetite, these pictures can speak a thousand words. You should avoid looking at the pictures.

Another thing to avoid when looking over the menu is getting swayed by delectable sounding food names on the list. Again, these names can conjure up images in you that will start off your cravings of food that you have been avoiding.

“World’s Best Chocolate Cake ” sounds so tempting and mouth watering, isn’t it? You would think that a chocolate cake that has that name would certainly taste heavenly! Unfortunately, it turns out to be just an ordinary cake loaded with calories. For this reason, it would be best to concentrate on the food description and not the name.

There are restaurants that have a different set of menu to cater their patrons who are on diet. This makes it easier for them to give their preferences without feeling guilty. Psychological studies found that it is a bad idea to mix the healthy food choices with the unhealthy ones because a person’s natural tendency would be to choose those that they should avoid.

Some food establishment trick their customers into thinking they are ordering healthy food because of the many various vegetables present in the picture.

In reality, not all vegetables are healthy especially when they are fried or coated.

Lastly, avoid sampling food. You may think a little bite won’t hurt but these can turn nasty if you took several bites instead of one.

Follow these tips and you are surely on your way to an enjoyable time with friends or family.

Down And Out In The Big Mango

As a traveler, my worst fear has always been that I’d find myself on some lee shore, far from home, dead broke, with no money, no traveler’s checks and useless credit cards. And to top it all no air ticket home or friends to lean on. It’s a nightmare that doesn’t bear thinking about. It’s never happened, but I dread it and to cover such a catastrophe I always travel with an emergency fund of last resort in the form of three gold coins, Canadian Maple Leafs, stashed in my belt.

As a writer, I’ve always been interested in coming across anyone who had experienced such an event. I’ve met only one. He was sitting on a shop front step some fifty meters from the Nana Skytrain Station on Bangkok’s busy Sukhumvit Road: not unusual for a farang in that notorious part of town and he barely registered as I descended the steps to the street. But as I passed by him, my eye caught the crude cardboard sign stating:


A tin cup stood by the sign. I paused in my stride. I put him around fifty five. Dressed in a khaki shirt, shorts and a wide rimmed bush hat, he reminded me of a photograph I’d seen of the film director, Francis Ford Coppola on location for the movie, Apocalypse Now. He returned my gaze with a sheepish smile. It was two in the afternoon and 39 degrees in the shade. Now, a farang, pan-handling the streets of Bangkok is wasting his time. As Thais firmly believe that farang are rich, all farang, he could expect little pity much less money from the amused throng passing him by. Of course, the sign, being in English, was aimed at foreign expatriates and tourists and the Nana area does teem with them. Even so, I put his chances of success as a little less than an ice cube in hell on a very hot day. I picked up the can: it contained a fifty baht note and some coins. I tossed in another hundred. “Would you like a beer?” I asked him. He smiled widely, grabbed his pack and came to his feet. We shook hands. His name was Alain and he was from France. I found a bar close by, took a table and ordered a pitcher of Chang beer. It was a quiet, well air-conditioned place and we were the only patrons. A pretty service girl brought the pitcher and filled the glasses. Alain drained his in two long pulls. “Nectar,” he said, with a smile. “Thank you.”

“So, what the hell happened to you?” I asked, refilling his glass. “It is a long story,” he said, wiping his face with a serviette.

I suspected a woman was involved somewhere in the mess he’d found himself in and I was eager to hear about it. “We have time,” I said. “Tell me.”

He took a long draught of beer, settled back in his chair and closed his eyes; he looked very weary. I noticed the heavy beard stubble, the matted hair and he smelled rough. I decided to wait for my story. “Are you hungry?” I asked.

“I am,” he replied. “Very.”

From the bar menu I ordered for him khao phat gai, fried rice with chicken, nothing for myself; I settled for the beer. Normally, I never drink before sundown, but I was in the mood and this Chang was going down like cold, fresh cream. Alain ate like a Frenchman, with measured gusto. His plate cleaned he went back to his beer. “When did you sleep last? In a bed?” I queried.

He shook his head. “I can’t remember.” He looked well and truly bushed, and I sensed a little disorientated.

“You’re tired, Alain,” I said. “You need some sleep. I’m going to get you a room.” I ordered another pitcher.

“You are really very kind,” he said. “You don’t know me at all.”

“True,” I said. “But I’ve always dreaded ending up like I found you. I really couldn’t leave you there. But the price is you tell me your story. We can do that tomorrow, after you’ve rested. Is that a deal?”

“That’s fine,” he said, smiling. “It’s a deal.”

Back on Sukhumvit, I purchased for him a shirt and some shorts and underwear from a market stall. Then, I booked him in the Bangkok Inn Guesthouse and arranged to meet in the lobby at noon the following day. I went back to my hotel feeling good about myself. I’d played the Good Samaritan and done the decent thing. I’d made merit and pursued good karma. I showered and changed and set out to attend to unfinished business and then meet a lovely Thai lady, my future wife, for supper.

Normally up at first light, I slept in the following morning and was late for our rendezvous. Alain was waiting in the lobby reading the Bangkok Post. A different man, he’d bathed and shaved, his thick auburn hair was washed and brushed back and he was wearing the clothes I’d bought for him. He smelt clean and of fine cologne. “Paco Rabane,” he grinned when I commented. “I have a little left. But, it’s almost gone.”

Sleeping late, neither he nor I had taken breakfast, so I suggested a good lunch was in order. We dined at the Food Center on Sukhumvit. Then, we repaired to a resto-bar on Soi 7 I often frequent that serves decent wine. We took an outside table in shade and relaxed in seats of well cushioned wicker beneath a fan. I ordered a bottle of Italian white on ice. I put Alain at ease by telling him of myself, my work, my home in Canada and the guesthouse I was building near Chiang Mai. He spoke excellent English in a careful, circumspect manner with a strong accent. He was from Bretagne and fifty nine years old. He’d taken early retirement following a career in civil engineering that had taken him world wide, working freelance, with high remuneration and paying little taxes. He’d worked five long years in Saudi Arabia, hated it (no, wine, no women!!), but made big, tax free, money.

“I can’t complain about the money,” he laughed. “But I couldn’t stand the place. Every few months I’d take an exit visa and get back to France to maintain my sanity.”

Though an engineer, he had many interests and over the years had taken university courses on such diverse disciplines as history, political science, philosophy and social anthropology; he was intelligent and exceedingly well read. I felt that Alain had reflected often on the meaning of life and why men are born. We had much in common. And the wine had the desired effect and we both became increasingly expansive. We discussed many things, but mainly we spoke of travel, South East Asia and Thailand. We talked of women, Oriental women and especially Thai women and the hypnotic, Siren like, allurement they have held for Western men since sixteenth century European sailors and adventurers returned home with tales of their captivating beauty. He was also aware of the dangers of involvement; like me, he knew the stories and we shared some.

Alain first came to Thailand after the death of his wife. She’d died of ovarian cancer leaving him with a daughter, Lisa, who had graduated from university with honors as a medical doctor a few months after her mother’s death. Grief stricken, and on Lisa’s advice, Alain decided on a year of travel and Thailand was on the itinerary. He came for three weeks and stayed three months. He returned again the following year for four months. He liked Pattaya and began spending the European summers there. Then, Lisa came across photographs of her father with young Thai women which led to a bust up.

“She called me a sex tourist and hasn’t spoken a word to me since,” Alain chuckled. He took a photograph from his pocket and slipped it across the table. I picked it up. It was a professional studio portrait of a Thai woman, a very beautiful lady, with a superb smile. “Kab,” he said. “She is very lovely,” I said.

“Yes,” he smiled. “She was.” He fished out more snaps of her. Some were with Alain, others with a small child, a girl, and others with Alain and the child. They looked a happy family. But this was the woman, I was sure of it.

“Where did you meet her?”

“In a Jomtien bar, a good bar.” he said. “I’d started to favor Jomtien, the town south of Pattaya because it was quieter, less raucous. I had a sweet apartment there near the beach and quite inexpensive. The bar was on a nearby street. I’d dropped in for a few beers and to watch some football,” he smiled. “Chelsea and Liverpool. She was working there. She was the manager and mamasan. It was a quiet night with few customers and she was going to close when the game ended. She spoke good English and looked so lovely in her back business suit with shirt and tie. Her figure was superb. I bought her a drink. She invited me to select a girl. But they were a dull bunch of bargirls, non attractive. But she was.”

“So, you hit on her,” I said.

“Yes. She seemed shocked. ‘I’m thirty six,’ she said. ‘I’m old.’ I told her she was lovely. Yes, I bar-fined her. She put the money in the cash box, sent the girls home, closed the bar and came back to my place.” He smiled. “And I never saw the ending of the football game.”

“And that was the beginning?” “Yes. I saw her again the next night and again bar-fined her. Within a week she’d quit the bar and was living with me. I decided to upgrade and signed a lease on a furnished house with three bedrooms, a home gym, a pool and lovely garden. I paid for everything, of course, and gave Kab 8,000 baht a month to spend as she wished. I also set her up with a market stand selling clothes and shoes; it made a little money on top of her allowance and gave her an interest.” I smiled.

“She must have liked that?” “Yes, she did. But soon enough my time was almost up. My visa was expiring and I was due to fly home to France, but I didn’t want to go. I made a snap decision and let the ticket expire. I went down to Penang, Malaysia and got another visa for a year.”

On his return they traveled north to Issan where he met her family in a remote village. He refurbished her parent’s house and bought her father a Honda scooter. Kab’s daughter, Fon went back with them to Jomtien for the school holidays. Life seemed idyllic and he privately debated whether he should ask Kab to marry him. A month later a debit card was declined at an ATM. As he used four, he thought little of it. He’d experienced ATM computer glitches before and they normally corrected themselves. But this did not. Two weeks later a second card was declined. This time he was concerned and annoyed. He kept note of all withdrawals and was well aware of what the balances should be and he knew he was well in the black. He composed handwritten letters to both French banks asking for explanations and posted them registered mail. Then, in quick succession, his remaining two cards failed, the last one while he was in Bangkok visiting friends; he now had serious problems. Unable to make headway by e-mailing and telephoning the banks, he needed to fly to France. Unfortunately, Alain used only debit cards and had no credit cards. But, as a careful man, he had a reserve of cash that would purchase his ticket.

“I can interrogate my bank accounts on the internet.” I told him. Could you not do that?”

“No,” he said. “You have to fix it with your bank personally before leaving home. I neglected to do it. You can’t arrange it from overseas.”

Alain headed back to Jomtien where any anger he held for his banks and their system soon dissolved into shock. Kab was not home. He phoned her, but her phone was dead. Preparing to shower, he noticed her toilet articles were gone. And in the bedroom a further shock; her entire wardrobe was cleared out. She’d left him. At his desk he found the locked drawer where he kept his personal things had been forced and the reserve fund, 50,000 baht, was gone. He realized now that the debit card problem was not a bank computer glitch. Kab was the problem.

“But I don’t know how,” he said. I never let her use the cards. I never disclosed the pin numbers, nor did I ever write them down. The numbers are in my head. Only I know them.”

I couldn’t begin to imagine how he must have felt. Cleaned out by a woman he had loved and trusted. He needed help badly. His French friends in Pattaya were found wanting. “Drinking buddies,” he described them bitterly.

“What about your daughter, the doctor? She would fly you home, surely,” I said.

He laughed. “She would, no doubt. But I would never live it down. Could you imagine the triumph, the contempt? I’d got what I deserve, the wages of a sex tourist. I’d be under her thumb for life. No, Lisa was out. My only hope was Sacha, my brother. But Sacha is on a six week long canoeing vacation in northern Canada: he’s not contactable. And he won’t be home until the end of this month.”

“What about friends in France?”

“I do have them, but I could not stand the shame, the humiliation. They would need to know how I got into this mess. And it wouldn’t be long before Lisa would get wind of it. No, Sacha is my lifeline.”

With his rent due, Alain moved out, ditched most of his things and moved to Bangkok. His plan was to pan-handle sufficient money for food and if possible lodgings until the time his brother would be back in France. He worked the Khao San Road and the backpackers before moving to Nana. It was hard and humiliating, but worked to some degree as some days he picked up enough to get a dormitory room in some rough dwelling. He was doing that when I’d found him.

Two days later, in an act of trust, I put Alain on an Air France flight to Paris. He promised he would refund me when he got home. And he did. Two weeks after he left a deposit covering the ticket cost arrived in my bank. He followed this with a letter thanking me for my help and trust.

Almost a year passed before I heard from him again. It came in the form of an e-mail; he was back in Thailand, in Jomtien and invited me down. I bussed down the following week and we met for lunch at the Pattaya Beer Garden. Alain, immaculate in ivory slacks and a blue tropical shirt and loafers and exuding the familiar Paco Rabane, looked the picture of health and contentment. He gripped my hand vigorously. “Good to see you. Wine or beer?” he grinned.

“Wine,” I replied. “White.”

“And pizza?”

“Of course.”

He ordered the wine, a fine white Wolf Blass from Australia to be followed by a large all dressed pizza. We made small talk and bantered in general on many matters. He had healed the breach with his daughter and they were back on speaking terms. But he’d found France cold and miserable and the people, in contrast to Thais, as unpleasant as the weather. He’d been back in Thailand for three months and glad of it. But, impatient to know the endgame of the Kab affair, I changed the subject. “What happened about your money?”

He paused, drank a little wine. “It was devastating,” he said. “My bank statements showed Kab had withdrawn huge amounts of money, some days the daily maximum on the cards. I couldn’t believe it. Inside a month she’d almost emptied the accounts.”

“But how, if she didn’t have the pin codes?”

He chuckled. “Oh, but she had the pin codes. But I never gave them too her.” He refilled the glasses. “It took me a while to figure out how she’d done it.”

Intrigued, I said nothing, sipped wine and waited.

He gave me a long smile. “She used the child,” he said.

“Her daughter?”

“Fon. Yes, she used her.”


“Whenever I went to a bank ATM to make a withdrawal, I’d often take Fon with me. Afterwards we’d maybe take a walk on the beach and I’d buy her ice cream. I enjoyed the girl and having her come along. And sometimes, at the ATM she’d ask me to lift her up and watch me work the keypad and out would pop the money. This was magical to her and made her laugh. Sometimes I even let her push the buttons. You can guess the rest.”

“Fon then told her mother the pin codes,” I said. He nodded.

“Christ,” I said. “You’re positive?”

“It’s the only valid explanation. I kept the numbers in my head as we all do. I never needed to write them down. But I foolishly gave them to the kid. It was a game to the child, but serious business for Kab. Arriving home, Fon gives her mother the pin number as part of the game. And at the first opportunity when I’m not around, Kab takes a card and makes a big withdrawal, 10 to 15,000 baht: a lot of money. I do believe she brought Fon down to stay with us just for that purpose.”

I thought I’d heard all the stories, but this was a new one, using a child in that way; definitely one for the archives. Alain never disclosed to me how much he had lost which leads me to believe it was a very heavy amount, many thousand Euros. Yet, he remained cool about it and displayed no bitterness. Seeking Kab and retribution did not enter into his mind. He no doubt realized it would be a waste of time. He’d moved on. The pizza came and was promptly devoured and a new bottle ordered. As we drank, he announced that he had a new lady. “She’s from your territory, Chiang Mai,” he said. “Her name is Sunisa, nickname Kung. She’s a schoolteacher. You will like her.”

I met Kung that night and liked her immediately. She was forty two, divorced with an adult son and daughter. She had a lovely condominium, low rise and spacious. We sat out on a balcony terrace that overlooked the bay and enjoyed a fine meal consisting of many Thai dishes washed down with copious amounts of wine from France. Kung was small with an athletic, shapely figure and a pleasant intelligent face. I enjoyed watching her going about her house business and fussing over Alain and myself. I found her very attractive, though not even close to the surreal beauty of Kab. But then Alain wasn’t looking for that anymore.

I returned to Jomtien four months later for Alain and Kung’s weddings: there were two, a Buddhist ceremony and a Catholic one. And six months after that they came north to Chiang Mai for mine. We keep in touch and meet often. We have a true and lasting friendship..

Alain’s story illustrates how a kind, decent, trusting, but foolish, man can often be taken advantage of, in his case, by a ruthless woman. It also serves as a lesson to travelers especially in South East Asia and especially male travelers in Thailand. In sultry climates, in the languid seductive atmosphere of the tropics there is a tendency to drop one’s guard. I’m tempted to say: trust no one, but that would be unfair and make for an un-enjoyable travel experience. But a man should keep his wits about him and take sensible precautions. Lastly it is a story of trust and having faith in a fellow man. I took a chance, offered a helping hand and was well rewarded for it.

Visiting Happy Hour Bars and Having Fun

You must be aware of the fact that nowadays, a large number of people prefer spending their weekends visiting bars and restaurants after a hectic week at their office. But for most of the people who have a limited amount of income, cannot afford to visit restaurants and bars every weekend because they do not come cheap. It is one of the main reasons why many restaurants and bars are giving the facility of happy hours to attract more customers. During the happy hours, people get good amount of discount on the food menu and drinks. It is considered as an important and popular trick to increase the customer flow which will be beneficial for the restaurant and bar owners. There are many more advantages in visiting the bars in these happy hours for the customer’s and owner’s point of views.

In today’s day and age, where life is so busy and hectic, friends rarely get time to meet and spend some fun time together enjoying with a couple of drinks. Also, the charges of restaurants and bars are so high these days that, people have to give a thought before deciding to meet in a good resto-bar. But nowadays, many bars provide the facility of happy hours where you can get food and drinks at discounted rates. In the last couple of years, the demand and popularity of pubs offering happy hours have increased a lot. It is mainly because of the discount offers only. Since, there are many such bars available, you should prefer in the one where all of your friends can get together easily and there won’t be much of commuting problem. To find information about such bars, you can ask a friend who has the knowledge about a good happy hour bar. Since, he has the earlier experience of visiting these bars, his advice and opinion will definitely help you to make your decision.

Going through the local yellow pages and the internet will also give you a fair idea about these pubs in your proximity. Also, you can read blogs where people post reviews of happy hour bars will be helpful to you. Most of these bars also offer membership facilities which are quite useful for reaping the benefits of these happy hour bars. But before making your decision, you should discuss with your friends and then decide about visiting which bar will be feasible for all of you. Also. Most of these restaurants and bars always try out new ideas and offers to attract more and more customers. Have a close look at these offers and go for the one which is best according to your requirements, preferences and budget. While selecting such a bar, the ambiance of the place also matters a lot. A fun filled ambiance will add a lot while you will be partying with friends. So, go through these aspects and find a good restaurant cum bar that is offering happy hour facilities and spend some quality time with friends and family.

Chester City And Cheshire County

Visiting England’s Cheshire County and Chester, one of its biggest cities, is one for the bucket list – it truly is a must-do experience.The Romans occupied Cheshire for 4 decades starting 70 AD, and created the town and fort of Deva Victrix, now Chester. By the 7th century, Cheshire became part of the Anglo-Saxon kingdom of Mercia.Even today you can still see some of the remnants of its marvelous history, like the Chester city walls, and establishments fashioned with Tudor, Norman, Gothic and Victorian structural and design influences.

There are so many things to see and do in Chester and Cheshire and you are sure to find one that fits your mood, interests, and budget.Youngsters as well as their moms and dads will adore the animals at the Chester Zoo, Britain’s most visited wildlife attraction, or the Blue Planet Aquarium which is the largest aquarium in the United Kingdom. Also, you can jump aboard a traditional touring coach circa 1920s and take pleasure in a 40-minute sightseeing tour of the city center.The Chester Rows are also a must-see attraction because these covered walkways are unique, and nothing precisely similar exists anywhere else in the world.

Food and drink aficionados are sure to realize right away that Chester and Cheshire are the places to be to sate their discriminating palates. Moreover, numerous expos that show off the Chester and Cheshire’s finest cuisines, cheese and wine selections are sure to whet the appetite of gastronomes.Tourists can select from an array of places to eat, from family-owned bistros to internationally acclaimed restos.Great meals simply are not complete without a glass of wine.The county’s wine cellars are always filled with an assortment of local and foreign wines and spirits.Public houses providing locally made beers and cocktails are not hard to come by.

Whether you are visiting the county on business or to get a much needed breather, there is a wide range of accommodation available, from Five Star Hotels to bed and breakfast in Chester and the rest of Cheshire.The B&Bs in Chester are ideal for budget-travelers.Also, since this bed and breakfast in Chester and Cheshire can only accommodate a number of guests at any given time, you will have personalized service and a bit more peace and quiet.Some B&B in Chester may look like traditional English houses but they have very modern amenities.

Those who want to escape the rigors of metropolitan living will find farm guest houses in Chester and Cheshire. Farm stays provided by a number of guest houses in Chester and Cheshire are truly exceptional, it won’t be a surprise if you want to extend your stay for a few days more. If you want royal treatment during your stay, and you have the money for it, you can even spend a night in a castle.Be it a castle or a quaint family-run bed and breakfast, reservations are a breeze thanks largely to the county’s official tourism website which provides contact details and web links to the region’s numerous lodging facilities.

Sahara Desert Tips and Restaurants

The Sahara is considered as the largest and hottest desert situated in Northern Africa. Many restaurants located near the Sahara offer different specialties that would range from the meat of lamb, chicken or even a mixture of other delicacies. They also love to eat vegetables. They even prepare salads, in form of tuna and vegetables.

Most fine dining restaurants from all parts of the world serve a dish influenced by North African recipes. The restaurants along the Sahara desert offer their best in culinary cuisine. The unique flavors come with the unique way of preparing it. The way they cook in these regions, until after the preparation of foods on the plate are similar to contemporary catering.

Customers always leave the dining areas very satisfied and fulfilled. Some tourists who visit the Sahara also go to fine restaurants nearby or near their hotels in order to experience that extraordinary African cuisine. In fact, they are more recognized for the quality and great tasting sauces as well as the mixture of spices they put in every dish.

There are also numerous restaurants along the Sahara that serve seafood. Most of these restaurants are still influenced by the culinary masterpieces of a North African chef.

Tips while Traveling to the Sahara
People may find restaurants near the Sahara either through tour guides or by looking at a travel guide book. As a general rule, if you are not familiar with the places around or even within the desert, it is best to hire a tour guide or a local who can take you to the places of interest near and within the area. Aside from the dialect, a guide can help you get the best lodging accommodations and they can take you to the most popular dining spots. They can also translate words or conversations you find very difficult to understand.

When you leave your hotel, make sure that you keep all the important documents in a safe place. Make sure that you have photocopies of these important documents and you have left copies at home.

Make sure you also bring some loose change when you tour the area. Never bring lots of money when you leave the hotel but don’t just leave your money inside the hotel. It is wise to check in a hotel that has a safety deposit box where you can put your valuables.

Although it is practical to check in to cheap hotels, it is best to inspect the hotel. If you think it is not a safe place to stay in or your valuables are at risk, then it is better to go with a hotel that you are familiar with. You’ll never go wrong with a rated hotel.

Sahara Restaurants
There is a restaurant near a fuel station along the Western section of the Sahara, between Guergarat and El Dakla. They have a great selection of foods. They also have an autogril and a rest shop. This fuel station restaurant offers breakfast, lunch or even snacks. It is not that expensive since a meal will only cost you $10 USD.

Another stop-by restaurant is found along the south section of El Dakla. It is located near a fuel station. They serve delicious omelets, breads and yogurts. They have a cafeteria that serves a very popular type of mint tea. You can spend less than $10 USD by visiting this restaurant called brunch en route.

Mexican Food Appetizers

Mexican foods today are increasingly becoming popular and a favorite. Individuals who are looking for different types but delicious foods always ask for Mexican food especially those enticing Mexican food appetizers. Another reason why many are asking for these Mexican foods is that this type of cuisine usually is very healthy. It uses lean meat and variety of vegetables mixed with choice spices. Some of the Mexican foods even showcased the use of maize, corn, tortillas, beans, hot chili peppers and tomatoes among others.

Mexican food appetizers have long been the preference and favorite of many Americans because of its strong flavors and healthy colorful ingredients. Chili, tomatoes and beans are the usual content or main ingredients of many Mexican foods and appetizers in most menus or recipe that you can find today. The taste is also unique but delicious, thus Mexican food really appeals to American people as well as those visitors who like their food hot but appetizing most of the time. The Guacamole, Mexican pizza and Quick Quesadillas are some of the most common Mexican appetizers that are popular to many resto goers.

Today, a lot of cuisine authorities like chefs and food experts are coming up with variety of Mexican food appetizers to serve to their customers and families. One of these new appetizers are Green Stuff Guacamole is an avocado dip that is created with several of the green vegetables. The Edamane Dip or Edamole which is said to be rich in protein and fibers is another new adaptation of the famous Guacamole. It tastes like guacamole to some. It goes perfectly with raw vegetables, pita bread and Mexican tortilla chips. The Montery Jack and White Bean Dip is another of these new appetizers that you may also try to make in your homes today rather than getting the first plunge in famous restaurants.

Actually, Mexican food appetizers are easy to make if you like to have your own. All you have to know are the basics in Mexican food cooking and you may find your way in discovering your own appetizer recipe and dips. You do not have to be chef either. There are several online recipes and Mexican recipe guide books that you can use. You just need to be patient and get your brains working. Creativity is one characteristic that you should have if you decide to make your own Mexican appetizers. This will be your tool to create the best Mexican appetizer of your choice.