and then the meat picked and combined with the cooking liquor to make a rough form of brawn, also an English favourite. The first meal of the celebrations uses all of the fresh offal and is washed down with a strong wine/alcohol made from the fermentation of corn that, as my father would say:
“puts hairs on ya chest like bars of iron!”
One of the afternoons was spent making
“Ban
h Chung” which is a cake made from sticky rice, mung beans and the fat of the pork. The wrapping of this in a leaf is a work of art and takes a great deal of practice. Wrap it too tight and it will burst while cooking, wrap it too loose and it will not cook evenly. I was allowed to make the traditional square parcel type as this was deemed easier with less room for error! My teacher, an elderly neighbour, made short work of ten kilos whilst I was still struggling with the leaves and frame. After all the ingredients are wrapped into their parcels they are boiled for ten hours, the family taking shifts throughout the night keeping the fire stoked.
Five days go by and the lunches begin to blend into the dinners and the nights become a blur from too much corn wine! We all share fun times and stories, both new and old and a real sense of family and togetherness is felt in our hearts.

In the last few months I have received many exciting products including: fresh star anise from the north- east, vanilla pods from Phan thiet in the south and green asparagus on my door-step here in Sapa. We also had a great success with a ham we cured eighteen-months ago all of which you can read about at:
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