Water spinach soup, tomato pickle with soy sauce… Every year, after the season of plucking the peanuts and pressing the oil, Dad uses those oil cakes to make soy sauce. Banh Dau sauce is made from the carcass of peanuts after pressing all the essential oils. The bean carcasses are packed into round, thick cakes. When making soy sauce, three chop the oil cake into pieces and then pound it, sifting to get the fine powder. The flour is roasted, mixed with hot rice, granulated sugar and salt, finely ground and incubated for fermentation, forming soy sauce. The stages of making Banh Dau sauce are not difficult, but perhaps the secret, or it is often said, that the person who has the best hands in making the best soy sauce in the village is only three.
One of the secrets of my father, I know, when making soy sauce, he never used well water but only rain water from the cement block in front of the house. This is also the type of water used to make tea, offer rice on the occasion of the full moon, or the death anniversary. In summer, it usually rains for two or three days. Rainwater from the jackfruit tree makes a faucet catch the lake, carefully covered around it. Giap weekly change the water so that it does not get dirty, swarm or leaves fall in. The most oppressive tree on the summer side, when the wind blows, only a few leaves are considered as water damage. Banh Dau sauce has a brown color of cockroach wings, fatty, aromatic taste, at first glance similar to fish sauce, but the taste is lighter and the fragrance is very characteristic.
In those years, life was still very difficult, fish and shrimp paste was not like it is now. I remember sometimes carrying fish from the sea across the sea to follow in the footsteps of thousands of women, every house buys a little bit called… to eat for fish. In order to have a more sustainable meal, many families have to pack bags and tin boxes to cycle for dozens of kilometers down to Hoi An to buy fish incubated with fish sauce to eat all winter.

At that time, my house was at the top of the village, right at the foot of the mountain. After the liberation from the North, his father spent months in the forest cutting trees to build a spacious 4-room wooden house. On the porch, close to the wall facing the rising sun, put two jars of earthenware, a jar of soy sauce and a jar of salted eggplant. Ba Bao ketchup is like a plant, it needs sunlight to be delicious. With soy sauce, each meal can be scooped into a cup and then cooked in the rice cooker when it is exhausted. Changing the taste can de-oil making the sweet potato dipping sauce great, and the pickled eggplant is also delicious.
Every day, when there is pork divided into seasonal rice, my father shows off his ability to store meat with soy sauce, which is very interesting. Pork cut into small slices, marinated with a little seasoning, sugar, main noodles, onions, garlic for about fifteen minutes for the meat to absorb the spices. Lemongrass washed, cut the white part, chopped. Heat peanut oil and then add lemongrass and stir until the lemongrass turns yellow and fragrant, then add the meat and stir-fry. When the meat is cooked, add the soy sauce and stir. Then, add a little warm water, simmer on low heat for the meat to infuse. When the water in the pot is completely exhausted, the slices of meat become dry, a layer of brown soy sauce, emitting a fragrant aroma is okay. You can also add a little roasted sesame to braised meat, rub off the silk skin to make the dish more flavorful. In particular, this delicious dish can also be preserved in a glass jar and eaten gradually for a few days and still retains its delicious taste.
Soy sauce is also used to pickle pickled tomatoes. The fish is drained, soaked with seasoned soy sauce, and eaten very well. Biting a piece of coffee, it sounds like a crackling sound, no matter how tired people are, they want to wake up. The sweet and fatty sauce mixed with the tray taste of the eggplant settles down on the tip of the tongue, it is difficult to resist when picking up the first egg, the second and third are hard to resist. And always, the ketchup meal ends with a cup of water spinach soup, or a new bowl of boiled vegetable juice. Reading “Love and miss the twelve”, writer Vu Bang once sang “how disgusting that the beloved North Vietnamese country is not richer than anyone else, not as luxurious as anyone else, but how can it produce a delicious eggplant, melon, soy sauce, and fish sauce? “The devil cries so much”.
Please tell me, the Central region of my hometown is also inferior, especially the dish of ketchup, boiled sweet vegetables dipped with soy sauce on every summer occasion that my father makes. But that’s also true, delicious food doesn’t have to wait to be rich. And then the writer and author of “Hanoi delicacies”, “Stranger dishes of the South” confessed: “Oh, it’s the compassion of people, many things don’t produce anything “dead” that they can do for themselves. But remembering the turmeric eggplant or a piece of tomato and soy sauce to eat right in the summer, it’s not just about missing coffee, it’s about remembering the wife of Cao Khang…”.

Artwork/INT. Afternoon lying in the fields High wind overflowing hut. Sweet fibrous fruit Follow the birdsong In the grove of birds. Buffalo chewing grass Good night sleep Blue sky face The eyes are also green Hammer sound búa The mountains around Spring spinning water Fences of yards Rice overflows the valley Run as long as a wave Howling birdsong Also flows in a stream. Afternoon lying in the fields Listen to the bustling life Bees fly like waking up Golden noon sunshine. Noon (The sound of flying bees, 1959) The atmosphere of the quiet, sunny afternoons in the countryside, whether it’s lowland or lowland, seems like nothing is poetic, but through Huy Can’s sympathy, the midday spirit suddenly appeared. lively: “The whole world in the middle of the afternoon is hot Hugging, pregnant with something…” The feeling of noon has become a flowing stream. From the gentle white sunshine, there are cuckoos, yellow butterflies and couples standing by the garden of love, in the old folk songs, until today, there are couples who don’t know what to hate but break the noonday light. : “The noonday ball was just round, but suddenly it broke in two!” It was a midday in the late spring to summer, the weather was windy, to the point that the tall hut was overflowing with wind; The rice has not yet entered the harvest, but it still flows like a river, filling the whole valley, and the sound of the birds chirping heralding the ripe lychee season, continues endlessly, to the point that it also flows into a stream of sound like flowing water. The wind spills, the colors spill, the sound spills… all in lines, in sharp lines, creating a unique, all-encompassing background for the mid-afternoon picture of the mountainous region. On the background of that color and sound, the author continues to sketch the detailed lines: Sweet fibrous fruit Follow the birdsong In the grove of birds. With a sensitive soul, the poet has captured the subtle vibrations in the heart of the scene. After the quiet appearance of the fruit, the flesh is gradually stretching, giving the fruit more berry, the sweet taste is richer, making the fruit more sweet. All the resources of life seem to be multiplied by the sound of birds chirping. All the wild birds seem to have gathered here, perching so much that the grove has turned into a grove of birds. After a tiring morning of work, again encountering the hot noonday air that induces sleep, but the cultivator has to resist sleep, to lie awake with the noonday sun. The whole space of the noonday sun and wind in the forest, the cage of the blue sky seems to swish the waves into the soul of the cultivator, showing all the activities of the rustic life: Buffalo chewing grass Good night sleep Blue sky face The eyes are also green A few verses that only suggest so, but seem to tell us a lot. These are the contrasts between static and dynamic; between the immense sky and small people on the ground, but creating a picture of harmony, attachment, evoking a peaceful life. The buffalo has a contemplative appearance, chewing grass but chewing on the golden honey taste of the noonday sun. As for the calf, sleeping with an innocent look as if it had some solid fulcrum. The center of this noontime picture is the image of a field keeper, lying awake, facing the high blue sky. The whole dome of the noon sky seems to be captured in the eyes, the sky is blue, so the eyes are also blue. All the sounds of noon are like waves crashing and being listened to and recorded by the soul. From the strong sounds that reverberate the mountains and forests, it is expressed through words that describe the timid sound nuances such as: Hammer sound búa The mountains around Until the deep sounds of the water moving slowly: Spring spinning water Fences of yards If the hammer hits somewhere, has a strong intensity, creates a violent sound stream, echoes on the cliffs, and is jarring, the sound of the water column on the stream, pouring water into the trough system and the sound The wind passing through the ragged lawn, along with the chirping of birds of all kinds, and the buzzing of bees, created a harmony, contrasting the noonday. Emerging on the background of that harmony is the chirping of birds, like a soprano, making the midday space bustling: Rice overflows the valley Flowing like a river Howling birdsong Also flows in a stream. The poem “Noon”, by author Nguyen Xuan Tham, with a very simple narration, but very poetic. The poetry here exudes from the unique landscape of the wild highlands at noon – a afternoon of blue sky, golden sunshine, high winds, few people, only a stream, a grassy lawn, a water column, awake with the wild birds, with the bees flying like waves and the watchman. Although people are absent, life here still has its own bustling atmosphere: Afternoon lying in the fields Listen to the bustling life Bees fly like waking up Golden noon sunshine. I don’t know if the scent of yellow honey poured into the noonday air is from the bees or from the sun? Just know that noon in this place has a sweet taste like it is seeping into the hearts of people who enjoy poetry. These are also distinctive features, distinguishing them from the pictures in the countryside in the lowlands.

Artwork/INT. Afternoon lying in the fields High wind overflowing hut. Sweet fibrous fruit Follow the birdsong In the grove of birds. Buffalo chewing grass Good night sleep Blue sky face The eyes are also green Hammer sound búa The mountains around Spring spinning water Fences of yards Rice overflows the valley Run as long as a wave Howling birdsong Also flows in a stream. Afternoon lying in the fields Listen to the bustling life Bees fly like waking up Golden noon sunshine. Noon (The sound of flying bees, 1959) The atmosphere of the quiet, sunny afternoons in the countryside, whether it’s lowland or lowland, seems like nothing is poetic, but through Huy Can’s sympathy, the midday spirit suddenly appeared. lively: “The whole world in the middle of the afternoon is hot Hugging, pregnant with something…” The feeling of noon has become a flowing stream. From the gentle white sunshine, there are cuckoos, yellow butterflies and couples standing by the garden of love, in the old folk songs, until today, there are couples who don’t know what to hate but break the noonday light. : “The noonday ball was just round, but suddenly it broke in two!” It was a midday in the late spring to summer, the weather was windy, to the point that the tall hut was overflowing with wind; The rice has not yet entered the harvest, but it still flows like a river, filling the whole valley, and the sound of the birds chirping heralding the ripe lychee season, continues endlessly, to the point that it also flows into a stream of sound like flowing water. The wind spills, the colors spill, the sound spills… all in lines, in sharp lines, creating a unique, all-encompassing background for the mid-afternoon picture of the mountainous region. On the background of that color and sound, the author continues to sketch the detailed lines: Sweet fibrous fruit Follow the birdsong In the grove of birds. With a sensitive soul, the poet has captured the subtle vibrations in the heart of the scene. After the quiet appearance of the fruit, the flesh is gradually stretching, giving the fruit more berry, the sweet taste is richer, making the fruit more sweet. All the resources of life seem to be multiplied by the sound of birds chirping. All the wild birds seem to have gathered here, perching so much that the grove has turned into a grove of birds. After a tiring morning of work, again encountering the hot noonday air that induces sleep, but the cultivator has to resist sleep, to lie awake with the noonday sun. The whole space of the noonday sun and wind in the forest, the cage of the blue sky seems to swish the waves into the soul of the cultivator, showing all the activities of the rustic life: Buffalo chewing grass Good night sleep Blue sky face The eyes are also green A few verses that only suggest so, but seem to tell us a lot. These are the contrasts between static and dynamic; between the immense sky and small people on the ground, but creating a picture of harmony, attachment, evoking a peaceful life. The buffalo has a contemplative appearance, chewing grass but chewing on the golden honey taste of the noonday sun. As for the calf, sleeping with an innocent look as if it had some solid fulcrum. The center of this noontime picture is the image of a field keeper, lying awake, facing the high blue sky. The whole dome of the noon sky seems to be captured in the eyes, the sky is blue, so the eyes are also blue. All the sounds of noon are like waves crashing and being listened to and recorded by the soul. From the strong sounds that reverberate the mountains and forests, it is expressed through words that describe the timid sound nuances such as: Hammer sound búa The mountains around Until the deep sounds of the water moving slowly: Spring spinning water Fences of yards If the hammer hits somewhere, has a strong intensity, creates a violent sound stream, echoes on the cliffs, and is jarring, the sound of the water column on the stream, pouring water into the trough system and the sound The wind passing through the ragged lawn, along with the chirping of birds of all kinds, and the buzzing of bees, created a harmony, contrasting the noonday. Emerging on the background of that harmony is the chirping of birds, like a soprano, making the midday space bustling: Rice overflows the valley Flowing like a river Howling birdsong Also flows in a stream. The poem “Noon”, by author Nguyen Xuan Tham, with a very simple narration, but very poetic. The poetry here exudes from the unique landscape of the wild highlands at noon – a afternoon of blue sky, golden sunshine, high winds, few people, only a stream, a grassy lawn, a water column, awake with the wild birds, with the bees flying like waves and the watchman. Although people are absent, life here still has its own bustling atmosphere: Afternoon lying in the fields Listen to the bustling life Bees fly like waking up Golden noon sunshine. I don’t know if the scent of yellow honey poured into the noonday air is from the bees or from the sun? Just know that noon in this place has a sweet taste like it is seeping into the hearts of people who enjoy poetry. These are also distinctive features, distinguishing them from the pictures in the countryside in the lowlands.

At around 11:30 a.m. on May 11, a lot of freelance workers, loading and unloading at Dong Xuan and Long Bien markets, are still working hard. They covered the towel, took advantage of the cold water and put it on their heads to fight the rising heat. Information from the National Center for Meteorological and Hydrological Forecasting people should limit going outdoors at noon because the heat can cause dehydration, exhaustion, and heat stroke due to heat stroke. people when exposed to high temperatures. Ultraviolet radiation at the index is very dangerous, people should cover up when going out, apply sunscreen, wear sunglasses and a hat is required. 12 noon on May 11, the outdoor temperature is up to 44 degrees C Freelance workers in Hanoi reel from the scorching summer heat Many labors cover their bodies to protect themselves from the sun Hanoi streets are like a fire pan. The hot weather in Hanoi makes the air become hot and uncomfortable, and people find ways to shield them when they go out on the street. Towards noon, the outdoor temperature increases, although the temperature has not reached its peak, but it also makes people shielding when traveling on the road. Streets seem to evaporate due to the heat effect Workers rest under tree canopy to avoid the scorching heat on Tran Duy Hung street

Easily see familiar images of lovely cats at Gac Mien. Have a pen cup, ruler or watercolor tray set on the table to promote creative ideas for your artwork. Around the table are also meticulous and harmonious décor. There are pictures and unique paintings on the wall of the restaurant. An image of a curled up cat sleeping at the table lamp. Gac Mien did not forget to leave the guests with chess, chess … to be able to train their brain. Besides, the peaceful space of the restaurant is also a place to find the souls of book lovers. Huge bookshelves with old books that not everywhere. A corner with a lovely table lamp, just right for you to sit and read. Gac Mien resided in an old dormitory that seemed discreet and secretive. But the sunlight will follow you from the moment you set foot at the door until you go deep inside. A window frame filled with sunlight. An image of a cat basking in the midday sunlight brings a sense of peace. You can also find a green space where you can sit down and sip a cup of tea, immerse yourself in the cool, quiet atmosphere and enjoy the sun. The outdoor space of Gac Mien. Located in room 306, house A8 of Khuong Thuong Collective Area, 1A Ton That Tung Lane, finding Gac Mien is not easy for strange visitors to visit for the first time. If you have trouble finding this place, please pick up the phone to get help from the super friendly owner! Just gently tug on the other hanging rope, the door will open to welcome you. There is one thing to note, that is Gac Mien always wants to preserve a quiet space for everyone. Therefore, the restaurant usually does not accept the number of guests exceeding 4 people. If you want to have pictures to keep memories, please consult the owner first!

Oak Oak works are often very small, simple, inspired by the usual details on the street, to create pictures that are in harmony with the scenery, lively and fresh for the city.

Even the cracks, holes, and grooves were enough to poke the idea for Oak Oak to create a picture of the street.

French artist Oak Oak describes himself as a “hilarious street artist who likes to play with urban elements”. Oak Oak creations range from very light and humorous to profound, inspirational, and at times he tries to bring about important themes like transformation. climate.

Let’s take a look at this collection of street paintings drawn on this exciting nature’s inspiration:

Alien spaceship landed on Earth

The penguins went for a walk on the French streets

The lifelike picture depicts a brown bear’s attempt to catch salmon

Noon sleep

The girl with the course inspired dress was extremely skillful

Honeycomb on a concrete wall on the French street