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<Listen>Street bicycle plastic ware seller from the sixth floor in Truc Bach, Hanoi, Vietnam #hanoi #vietnam #artist #streetseller #trucbach #video #jessepaulmiller

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Beer#trucbach với 2 thanh niên tóc khá đẹp ✌️

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Adm. McCain's Son, Forrestal Survivor, Is Missing in Raid

R.W. Apple, The New York Times, 28 October 1967

SAIGON — It was almost three months ago that the young, prematurely gray Navy pilot was sitting in a villa in Saigon, sipping a Scotch with friends and recalling the holocaust that he had managed to live through.

He was John Sydney McCain 3d, a lieutenant commander. The day before, he had watched from the cockpit of his Skyhawk attack plane as flames suddenly engulfed the flight deck of the Forrestal, on which his squadron was based.

“It’s a difficult thing to say,” he remarked after a long time. “But now that I’ve seen what the bombs and the napalm did to the people on our ship, I’m not so sure that I want to drop any more of that stuff on North Vietnam.’'

But after a few weeks, when the Forrestal headed back to the East Coast of the United States for major repairs, Commander McCain eaded back to the Gulf of Tonkin to fly his Skyhawk from the deck of the Oriskany on new raids.

As he suggested that night in July, it may have been because he had no other trade. His grandfather had been a full admiral—four stars—and his father was one, too. No other family in the long history of the American Navy could boast such a singular tradition.

The first John S. McCain was the commander of the American aircraft carriers in the Pacific during World War II. The second is now the Commander in Chief of United States Naval Forces in Europe.

"I always wanted to be in the Navy,” the third John S. McCain said this summer.

“I was born into it and I never really considered another profession. But I always had trouble with the regimentation.”

At the United States Naval Academy in Annapolis, Md., the third John S. McCain was constantly in trouble. At the end of his four years, he figured he had marched ”to Baltimore and back seven times” on disciplinary detail. His hair was seldom trimmed and he often wore a rumpled khaki shirt.

Yesterday, two months after his 30th birthday, Commander McCain was hurled from the steam catapults of the Oriskany into the blue sky over the Gulf of Tonkin for perhaps the hundredth time. The target was the main power plant in Hanoi, only a few blocks from the old French mansion where Ho Chi Minh lives.

Commander McCain did not make it. His father was informed tonight by the Defense Department that he was missing in action, and the North Vietnamese—who may have read of his escape from his burning plane in July—broadcast a detailed account of his capture.

The North Vietnamese broadcast said that Commander McCain had been ‘‘blasted down by a ground-to-air missile before the plane could strike.” The plane, Hanoi said, crashed into the compound of a factory—perhaps the cement plant near the power station—and Commander McCain fell into nearby Trucbach Lake.

“From an observation post on the shore of the lake,” the enemy broadcast went on, “A shout rang out: ‘Get him! Get him right away!’ ”

The broadcast said that Commander McCain had been shot in the leg while still in his airplane. Before being taken to a detention camp, he was said to have been treated by a nurse for his wounds.

“Many people who happened to be on the scene swam toward the fallen air pirate,” the broadcast went on. "Four of his captors hauled him up. Two locked both his arms while the others put his head on a bamboo tube to keep him afloat.”

After the Forrestal blaze, which probably started when a rocket smashed into the fuel tank beneath Commander McCain’s Skyhawk, a friend asked Commander McCain whether he thought capture by the North Vietnamese would be more horrible than the carrier fire.

“No,” he said, ‘‘I don’t think so. Pilots get paid to take chances. We’re all professional military men and I suppose that it’s our war.”

Pentagon Confirms Capture The Pentagon confirmed today that Lieut. Comdr. John S. McCain, 3d, described by the Hanoi radio as the son of the commander of United States Naval Forces in Europe, was captured in North Vietnam yesterday.

Hanoi contended that Commander McCain was shot down in an air raid.

The Pentagon declined to confirm that he was the son of Vice Adm. John S. McCain, saying its policy was to give only the name and rank.

The Vietnam News Agency said that Commander McCain was bleeding from a leg wound when captured.

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Cua Hang An Uong Mau Dich So 37

The Ration Restaurant

The food at Mau Dich shines bright amidst reminders of a dusty Vietnamese past. Here you can try traditional Vietnamese food while perusing trinkets and memorbilia from the wartime era. And you can leave with your own souvenier, a ration card mimicking those of days past. 

Situated on a residential street in Truc Bach, you find a glowing door with an old bicycle hanging overhead. Once you enter, you join a world from the past. The atmosphere is incredible and there is no lack of things to look at, but the food is what lingers in your mind long after you’ve left. Every dish is part of Vietnam’s traditional cuisine and each dish brings something new to the table. 

Whether you’re crunching on some crabs in tamarind sauce or chipping away at the burnt rice (Com Chay) every meal becomes a culinary adventure. No two dishes taste alike. Everything on the menu has a unique flavor. Any choice from the menu would be a good choice. Guys, the food is just that good. Oh, and they serve some of the best fresh springrolls this side of the Red River.

When the waitress comes around to take your order, she writes it out on little ration cards styled after the ones used in war times. As an added bonus, you can bring these home after the meal. Hello, free and awesome souvenier! 

Cua Hang An Uong Mau Dich So 37 37 Nam Trang, Truc Bach, Ba Dinh Hours: Lunch 10.30am-2pm; Dinner-5pm-9.30pm

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Mangosteens have made their grand entrance for 2015.

The mangosteen is possibly the cutest fruit I have ever seen. While it may look like a food out of Dr. Seuss, after you crack one open, you’ll see just how delicious the reality of it is. 

When you break open the mangosteen, the white part is what’s edible. There are seeds, but they are large, and easily avoided. Don’t eat the cardboard purple outer rind. I shouldn't have to tell you that. Really though, the question on all of your minds is: What does a mangosteen taste like? 

Here is one man’s opinion:

"This pulp melts away in your mouth after the manner of a ripe peach or strawberry; it has a taste which nobody can describe any more than he can tell how a canary sings or a violet smells, and I know of nothing more forcible than the statement of a Yankee skipper who pronounced the mangosteen the "bang-upest fruit" he had ever seen.”        

T.W.K.; The Notes of a Traveller, 1878.

T.W.K. is right, it’s taste is difficult to describe, and I can also agree that it’s the “bang-upest fruit” I’ve ever seen. While less poetic than the words of T.W.K., here are my thoughts on the mangosteen. And you better believe I’m chowing down on mangosteen as I write this. -naturally sweet -a bit tart -has a mild floral flavor, like you can find in a papaya at times -the texture is a mixture of a kiwi and a peach; quite slimy inside but not messy to eat. 

We paid 35,000 for one kilo of mangosteens at the market. 

Side note: 1,000,000 times cheaper than in Bali!

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Pho Cuon  Rolling Noodle Truc Bach Island and Ngu Xa street in particular are famous for their local dish, “pho cuon”. It’s basically a spring roll that uses an uncut pho noodle as a wrapper instead of rice paper. And the results are pho-nomenal. Yes, I went there.

Driving down Ngu Xa, you will get bombarded with guys hollering for you to visit their restaurant. In all honesty, there’s not much difference between the lot of them, but the most popular one is littered with tiny red stools on the corner of Ngu Xa and Nguyen Khac Hieu. They have a menu in English, albeit poorly translated, but still. We also love the pho chien trung [beef with morning glory and tomato over a deep fried egg which looks like a funnel cake] or the pho chua [sour noodles with a peanut sauce]. Nom.

What is it?  -pho noodle wrapped around beef and herbs 

Dip in the “nuoc tram”, or liquid heaven, and devour. Feel free to add some chili sauce to your nuoc if you prefer things spicier. 

33 Ngu Xa, Truc Bach, Ba Dinh

Open after lunch - 11:00 pm.

50,000 VND for one plate of pho cuon.