an entrenched culture, and expectation, or knowing the 'games' that get played that may not happen back at home. In Dubai the 8.30pm booking would show up for dinner at 11.30pm and have aperitifs until well after midnight. Nobody paid anybody until it became critical, yet deals were cut that made the average businessman look like Richard Branson.

"Of COURSE you can get 'x' amount of stock at 8.30am for your midday function." At 11.49 on day of said function, the 9th frenzied checkup call to the "confidant entrepreneur" would be met with the word "inshallah" - translated as "God Willing." That meant that although the supplier was personally flawless, God had intervened and was responsible for me not having 16kg of prawns and 20kg of hammour fillet for the VIP's sitting in Private Dining. I had to explain (often) that if they could get the stock into the chiller truck at 7:45, I would have a word to God and see if he could help the truck through the traffic for them. BUT not packing the bloody thing until 10:30 can't be blamed opn the man upstairs - it was their lack of systems and focus. In Kazakhstan guests ordered the most expensive delicate plated food - but wanted it ALL on the table 30 minutes before they arrived. And they ALWAYS showed up late. Soggy cold fatty fried foods, collapsed items, sauces with skins and congealed fats. Basically no culture of being refined or knowledge of fine cuisine. If guests came in and saw a table groaning with the weight of too much food, they'd be happy no matter how unpalatable it had become. Bring it fresh and delicious to the table, on time, smoothly - you get nothing but frowns and complaints.

In Vietnam, saving money without regard to the consequences and also lack of forward planning tends to be endemic. Attempts to move towards being organised and thinking ahead about what COULD happen are met with laughter and derision - then on the night, panic and emotion rules as the 'organisers' realise that we were right all along and they clutch at straws of blame to avoid losing face. As we always question the agenda, look at contingency plans, organise ahead, and force them into thinking about "the unknown" (which, from experience, we do "know") we now have a high degree of trust and respect in the market. But still within our own organisation we have those with little experience thinking that foreigners just 'don't understand them' How about you? Do you feel that having more experience and being working in your own culture takes away that 'outsider' status and gives you more authority? More ability to take steps forward? Or do "young people today" "lack your values" and "don't want to do things properly"? This is far from a complaint.

All in all, life, people, attitudes and co-existence here is head and shoulders above anywhere else I have been on the globe. There is a love, respect, humour and mood here that makes me feel like I am back in a society again, where people actually care about each other and think about the greater good. We have kicked some major goals, gained respect for awesome food and service, trained and passed on critical skills, and have built a great clientele, community and a solid team at the same time. People do appreciate us being here, and show that through their actions and their kindness. But changing a culture of "we've always done it like that" is always far more difficult than teaching someone how to make a new dish or master a new technique. I had it in Australia and NZ too, but overseas it is far more 'in your face'. I'm interested in your comments and feedback on the above. Bend like bamboo, or be rigid and adhere to your exacting standards no matter what? Does it matter where you are? Or does it matter who you are? Should you piss people off and risk rebellion by insisting on absolute change today and having constant confrontation because you are "right"?

Or do you work towards changing that culture and accepting a steady day to day improvement? Leave your comments please. An Merry Xmas season to you. Happy turkey stuffing and ham studding. May your puddings ferment and steam the way they should. I hope the fat man comes down your chimney this year and brings all the things you need. (But hopefully after the silly season functions are done and dusted)