'COM' and eat

A sign on the side of the road grabbed our attention 'COM'...and it was lunchtime, as my stomach was telling me. Com, or rice, is often how they advertise a restaurant serving rice dishes. They are quite common and we have been to several. When we pulled into the parking lot, we realized the restaurant looked more like a house and weren't sure where to sit. There was a nice spot by the lake with seating, but we weren't sure it was associated with the restaurant. A fleeting thought made me think we should venture on down the road to some other places that had plenty of patrons. Luckily we stayed put and ordered rice with meat and veggies. Per our other experiences, we were anticipating a stirfry to be eaten with the rice, but the woman strolls down to the lakeside with a huge tray and a small grill already smoking. We were so pleasantly surprised by our own mini BBQ, of tender pork, sweet red and yellow peppers, and okra! Using our chopsticks we took turns adding meat and veggies to our little grill while the turquoise water lapped at the shore. A crowd of drunk men sang merrily on a nearby dock under a brilliant blue sky spinkled with huge cumulus clouds. What we expected to be a quick unimpressive lunch turned into a delightful BBQ, reminding us of home.

(I didn't mean for this to start turning into a food blog, but i just can't help sharing these fun, scrumptious experiences!)