This is one of the parts of Cambodia that I will miss the most.  The day to day parts of life.  This is the family that brings a food cart to the street we live on.  There are about 8 carts on our street.  It’s the best grilled chicken I’ve ever had anywhere.  They are there every night from about 5 – 10 pm.  The mom cooks the rice, noodles, and crab. The dad grills. The daughters help take food to the customers sitting along the road. I get to practice some of the little Khmai that I know. Here, I am sitting on the side of the road waiting for my order.

Phaedra’s last meal in Cambodia.