My Nokia was munched!

When it comes to technology, I’m very willing to be at the cutting edge, but I have a strong practical bent.  I don’t run out and buy the latest thing unless I can see a particular practial use for it.  A good example of this is my phone, a “classic” Nokia 3120.  The copyright date in the user manual is 2004, so it is very old by mobile phone standards.

When I bought it, I specifically bought a black and white screen even though most models at the time featured color screens.  I just didn’t see a need to have color as all I did with the phone is place calls and send/receive text messages.  It has no camera, no MP3 player, no GPS.  It does have a nifty silver chrome finish.  At least, it used to.  And it has Thai language capability.

In any case, I’ve been suspecting that the time would come when I would have to cave in and buy a new phone.  That time was hastened thanks to the ticket gates on the BTS Skytrain.  During rush hour yesterday, I passed through and as sometimes happens when there is a queue trying to move through the gates quickly, the closing mechanisms got confused and closed right on my hips.

Oww!  Those things hurt.  In fact, BTS safety regulations ask young children and pregnant women to walk through a side entry gate, precisely because of the danger these fare gates pose.  My first thought is that something that closes with so much force probably is too dangerous for general public use!

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My phone, which was in my front left-hand pocket, caught the full force of the blow and the LCD screen (as you can see) has cracked.  So this weekend I guess I will have to cave in and go buy a new phone.

Yuck.  There are too many models out there for me to make sense of.  One trip to the Nokia website left my head spinning.  And that’s just considering one maker.  ‘iPhone! iPhone! iPhone!”  I can hear the chants growing.  It seems like half the people I know have one of these, which are expensive in Thailand.  I don’t know that I really need all the features they offer plus the thousands of apps.

Web browsing might be useful, but I was using Tawn’s HTC web phone the other day and had to give up as I think the little keyboard is too small for convenient use. 

The only features besides phone and texting that I really want: a decent camera and GPS so I can geo-tag the pictures.  That would be useful when riding my bike, so I can map my route more easily.  MP3 isn’t so important as I don’t like wearing earphones when walking about town.  I like to be connected with my surroundings.

Any thoughts or recommendations?

 

How would computers be different… UPDATE

A week or two ago I wrote the entry below, wondering how computers would be different if women had created them.  It was in response to a post Meg wrote about Dell’s new “women friendly” website.

You know how once you start thinking about something, you see examples of it everywhere?  That’s now the case with the issue of marketing computers to women.  On the Skytrain platform yesterday I saw a three-panel ad from HP announcing the new HP Mini 1000 Vivienne Tam Edition. 

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Note that with every purchase you get a chance to win a package tour to Japan Fashion Week in Tokyo worth 130,000 baht (about $3800).

It’s like they have just decided to embrace the stereotypes in a bear-hug, as opposed to Dell’s attempt to go the “Sex and the City” or “The View” approach.

Original post:

Della 2 After reading and responding to a fun post by Meg about Dell Computers’ awkward attempt to appeal to women through their Della site, a question came to mind: How would computers be different if they had originally been designed by women instead of (mostly) men?

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I’m not looking for snappy answers, although you can feel free to share them.  I’m genuinely curious about how the shape, form, function, interface and feel of computers would have been different had they emerged from the garages (kitchens?  sewing rooms?) of women.

Thoughts?

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One of the blog rings I subscribe to is “I Bring My Camera Everywhere” – and I really do, because life in the Big Mango seems to afford so many picture-perfect opportunities.  Here are a few of the recent examples.

A reader once criticized me of trying to impose my Western standards on Thai culture, when I expressed amazement that a worker who was using a backhoe to tear up a street curb, let his toddler child play on the adjacent sidewalk with no apparent concern to the child’s welfare – especially his hearing!

Along the same subject line, I was bemused to watch a painter touch up the corner of a building adjacent to Thong Lor BTS Skytrain station, standing on a folder chair that was perched precariously on a  scaffolding, atop a concrete overhang above the sidewalk.

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There just seems to be safer ways to get to that “hard-to-reach” corner that needs a dollop of pain.

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Thais have a wonderful sense of humor and are surprisingly tolerant of “adult entertainment” venues, despite an otherwise conservative Buddhist moral code.  I was tickled when I was stuck in traffic a recent rainy morning and looked across the street to see this “massage” parlor – pictures of the massage providers displayed in the glass case outside the front door.

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The name of the venue?  If you transliterate it, it would be spelled “p-i-m-p”.  Any questions about the type of adult entertainment you might be able to find there?

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They say the world economy is going to hell in a handbasket and Thailand’s along with it.  The words is that Starbucks has had to close hundreds of locations across the globe due to declining demand for premium coffee beverages.

I’m happy to report that after lunch on a recent afternoon, the Starbucks in the lobby of All Seasons’ Place on Witthayu Road was jam-packed.

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It was one of the busiest Starbucks I’ve seen in a long while and while there were several farang, you’ll be glad to hear that the majority of customers were Thai, who are quickly chasing after the Americans’ girth.

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Speaking of Starbucks, Tawn and I stopped for a coffee at the Ploenchit Center location after lunch the other day.  He ordered a drip coffee and the manager insisted that he try one of their new blends.  So she brewed a fresh pot and gave him a sample in this cute little cup.

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You all know that Tawn just loves cute little things like this.  (It is a surprise we didn’t return from Japan with more cute little things in our bags!)  I’m just amazed that he didn’t put up a fight when the Starbucks manager took the cup back from him.

Happy middle of the week!

 

Second attempts at macarons

A week ago Sunday, Tawn’s friend Pat came over to teach us how to make French macarons.  The results were tasty but technically flawed, thanks to my inexperience.  Wanting to master the secrets of this elusive, meringue-based confection, I did a week’s worth of research and then set out again this past Sunday for another attempt.

P1160800 The first attempt had resulted in macaroons (right) that were too puffy and lacked both a smooth, even surface and a “foot” – the slightly cracked edge around the bottom.

They also suffered from problems with hollow interiors, caused when some of the insides would remain stuck to the parchment paper after baking, pulling away from the outside of the cookie.

My goal this week was to improve my technique and get to something that looked a lot closer to this ideal:

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As promised in the last entry about macarons, I’ll provide you with more detail about the process, which isn’t exactly difficult but does require attention to detail.  If you want to skip the whole “reading” thing, there’s a nifty video that I edited, recounting my adventures in macaron baking.

Macarons basically involve three steps: the first is to make a relatively dry dough combining almond flour, powdered sugar and egg whites (below, left).  The second is to make a meringue: egg whites, caster sugar and water (below, right).  Then you fold the two together to form the batter.

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All the ingredients including the egg whites are measured by weight, in order to keep the chemistry of the recipe correct.  This is my challenge with baking: I have to closely follow instructions.

The almond flour and powdered sugar have to be sifted.  Because almond flour tends to clump, I sifted it first by itself and then again with the sugar, resulting in a fine powder.

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Two egg whites are then added to the flour/sugar combination, then the mixture is stirred until no dry pockets remain.  Since I was making orange-flavored macarons, I added some fresh orange zest.

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The next step was to make the meringue.  Most macaron recipes I found just make a traditional meringue: beaten egg whites with powdered sugar added.  The recipe Pat gave me (as well as one or two other recipes I found online) use an Italian meringue.

Italian meringue is made by pouring a steady stream of boiling sugar syrup (soft ball stage – 116 C / 240 F) into partially-whipped egg whites, then continuing to whip them to the desired stiffness.  Italian meringue is a bit more complicated than the traditional soft meringue, but it is also much more stable – a huge benefit when you don’t want your batter to deflate.

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I learned a few things from the experience of making Italian meringue that will come in handy next time:

First, get the egg whites to soft peaks before you incorporate the sugar syrup.  Second, when you pour the syrup into the mixing bowl, keep it away from the whisk itself.  I ended up with little “sugar icicles” that stuck to the bottom of the whisk and were a pain to clean up afterwards.

The meringue is then folded into the almond flour mixture, a little bit at a time.  It has to be incorporated fully but not overworked.  This is a careful balancing act and I think I overworked it a bit as my macarons ended up just a little flatter than I would have hoped.

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The next step is to fill a pastry bag with a number 10 tip and pipe the macaron batter onto parchment paper.  Pastry bags and piping aren’t my forte so I used a nifty little technique: trace circles onto the back side of the paper so you have something to fill in.

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Two lessons I learned here: keep plenty of room between the circles because they spread, and don’t overwork the batter next time, so the macarons don’t spread so much!

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After piping (notice a few misshapen and inconsistent circles!), the macarons have to air dry until they form a skin and are no longer sticky to the touch.  With the air conditioner on high (on a drizzly afternoon) it took the better part of two hours.  This is a crucial step, though.  The first time I made these we didn’t wait until we had a full skin on them, and the tops cracked and were not smooth.

I also tried baking them one sheet at a time instead of two, as I did the previous weekend.  While I have a convection oven, so theoretically the heat is even throughout because of the fan, I have observed that there are some significant hotspots, so cooking one pan at a time will give me more control over even cooking.

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One challenge I still encountered was the problem of the meringues sticking to the parchment.  The ones in the upper-right of the picture were ultimately not usable because there wasn’t enough substance left.  The recipe calls for 130 C oven and about 12-13 minutes of baking.  That wasn’t enough.

While I risked overcooking, it seems like I got better results at 150 C for about 16-17 minutes per tray, turned once in baking.  Various helpful techniques I read online, such as spraying some water under the parchment paper after taking them out of the oven, didn’t seem to help.  Also, letting them cool on the pan versus moving the paper to a rack didn’t seem to make a difference.

If anyone has any thoughts or suggestions of how to tackle this problem, please let me know!

As the macarons were cooking, I cooked up an orange curd: eggs and egg yolks combined with sugar, thickened over a bain marie – a pot of boiling water – and then some orange juice is incorporated.  This didn’t get quite as thick as I’d like; I need to experiment more to get the best texture, but it worked well enough.

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The end results turned out much better than before: my macarons have “feet” and puffed up nicely – although a little less overworking would have made them even puffier.  They have a nice smooth surface, although they don’t have the glossy sheen that some patisseries are able to achieve.  I wonder if they brush the surface with egg whites before baking?

Of the eight dozen individual macarons, about two dozen were not usable because of the sticking problem.  This resulted in about three dozen gerets – the macaron sandwiches. 

I also learned that they store in the freezer (in an airtight container) for several days very nicely.  Good to know.

So, I think I can call this weekend’s second attempt a success.  I’ve created a macaron that is substantially similar to what I can buy in the hotel pastry shops.  They aren’t nearly as good as the ones in Paris, but were pretty decent.  Given that the entire process took the better part of five hours of my Sunday, I’m not sure they’re worth the effort, though!

But, still, a fun and tasty adventure.

 

My Adventures in Italian Cooking

Everybody has a different “cooking personality”: some are rigid, by-the-recipe people, others are rebellious free-form experimenters who have never cracked open a cookbook in their life.  I’m definitely more of a “Hmmm… interesting idea.  Now let’s improvise!” type of cook, which led to an adventurous experience in a recent attempt to make raviolli.

The whole thing is documented in this video, but for those of you who don’t watch video, let me share the story.

Somewhere not too long ago, I read about using no-boil lasagna sheets to make manicotti, the Italian stuffed pasta tubes baked in tomato sauce somewhat like a rolled lasagna.  According to the article, instead of making your own pasta, you just soak the lasagna sheets in warm water for a few minutes and they become pliable enough to roll into manicotti tubes.

Hmmm… interesting idea.  Now let’s improvise!  If the sheets get flexible enough to be rolled, surely they could be folded in half to form raviolli, right?

What sounded like a good idea didn’t work so well in practice.  The pasta sheets are simply too thick and even after ten minutes in very hot water, attemps at making raviolli with the sheets were failing badly. 

Never one to be fearful of switching the proverbial horses mid-stream, I retreated to making manicott, albeit without a recipe.  I will say this, though: the improvised white bean and spinach stuffing was to die for. 

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Above, White bean and spinach manicotti with fresh green salad.

Just to make sure the meal turned out okay, I threw together an apple crisp.  This is always a safe end to a meal, though even here I stepped out on a limb for a bit more improvisation and tried some maple syrup instead of sugar to sweeten the apples.  Along with a few handfulls of chopped pecans, the crisp was a perfect end to the raviolli – er, manicotti – meal.

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Above, a scoop of maple-pecan-apple crisp to finish the meal.

 

Macaron Party

Macarons vs. macaroons: Have you been caught up in this latest pastry craze?  While macaroons are the dry piles of coconut often dipped in chocolate, macarons are a French confection made of almond flour and meringue, baked and then formed into little sandwiches with buttercream filling.

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I first had these at Le Goûter Bernardaud in Hong Kong.  While I think most versions are a bit too sweet for my tastes, they are tremendously delicate.  The exterior is just a little chewy, giving way to a cake-like interior.  The flavors are as intense as the colors.  One bakery in San Francisco, Miette, dispenses with the food coloring, which I personally prefer.

From what I’ve heard, the macarons are supposed to be one of the most difficult things for a pastry chef to bake.  Of course, that just set my competitive side on fire.  I was very happy when one of Tawn’s friends, who trained at Le Cordon Bleu cooking school and interned at La Nôtre here in Bangkok, offered to conduct a macaron cooking class for us.

In no time at all, the offer had been turned into a party for ten of their fellow university classmates complete with food and wine.  They say too many cooks spoil the soup.  In this case, I’m not sure about the soup, but the kitchen was definitely crowded!

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Pat, our teacher, flashes the victory sign in our crowded galley kitchen.  At one point, we had seven people working in there!

I’m planning on trying another batch of these tasty treats this weekend and will go into more detail on the ingredients and techniques after that.  Instead, I’ll just share some of the fun shots form the party.

Bobby, the only other native English speaker, decided to join me in the kitchen after the Thai gossip got incomprehensibly out of hand.  He did a fantastic job separating eggs.  This was the first time I’ve baked by measuring the egg whites by weight!

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While I was pushing for no food coloring – no adulteration, please! – the other gay boys won out and pastels ruled the day.

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Macarons are indeed difficult to make.  So many steps and so many factors that can inhibit success.  One of the biggest challenges is that you have to pipe the darn things onto parchment, trying to get them the same size.  Penciling circles on the back of the sheet helped.

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But it took a little practice because the batter, which immediately after piping looks like it will stay nice and pert, slowly begins to spread, until this happens:

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D’oh!  After which, you have to scrape the batter back into the bag and start over.

The other challenge is that you need to let the batter air dry until it forms a skin.  We waited close to an hour but with our humidity, two or three hours would have been better.  Next time I’m getting the air con going full blast well in advance.

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After the first batches came out, Pat (with her husband standing over shoulder, eagerly awaiting a sample) started piping raspberry jam between the cookies and sandwiching them together.

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Above, Tawn and Pat with the first batch of macarons.  Below, detail of our first plate.

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Yeah, they look cute, but they really turned out crap.  Here’s what they should look like:

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Ignore the color for a moment.  What we’re really shooting for are two things: the shiny top and then the “foot” at the base of the cookie.  We didn’t get those and I think there are a few factors.  Based on what I’ve read in several online recipes and my conversation with Pat, I think I didn’t incorporate the meringue into the almond flour mixture sufficiently, and I think I didn’t let it air dry long enough.

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My suspicion is based on what is happening on the underside of the macarons: the centers are sticking to the parchment paper, which I think means the interior is significantly moister than the exterior.  In other words, not dry enough.

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Left to right: Bim, Ko, Pat, Prince, Tuk, Fluck and Tawn.

If all goes according to plan, I’ll do another batch this weekend.  Let’s hope they turn out better.  The good news is, even when they don’t look perfect and their texture is a bit off, they still taste good!

Update: Last Sunday I made another attempt at macarons and they turned out a lot better.  Pictures and more detail here.

 

Wan Visakha Bucha

Last Friday was Visakha Bucha day in Thailand and many other parts of the Buddhist world*.  This is the holiest day in Buddhism, commemorating the day when Gautama Buddha was born, attained enlightenment, and passed away.  On this day, believers gather at temples to worship and recall the wisdom, purity and compassion of the Buddha.

In Thailand, Visakha Bucha observance began during the Sukhothai period (around 700 years ago), because of the close religious relations between Thailand and Sri Lanka. Sri Lankan monks came to propagate Buddhism in Thailand and were highly respected.  Thai monks also went to study in Sri Lanka.  It’s believed that those monks introduced this ceremony to Thailand around that time

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While many people arrive at the temple early in the day to make merit by feeding the monks, many more go in the evening to participate in a ceremony known in Thai as wian tian.  (wian = circle, tian = candle)

The core of this ceremony involves a procession three times around the bot, or main sanctuary, of the temple.  Depending upon the temple, sometimes you will proceed around a Buddha image or a chedi (a stupa containing relics) instead.  Regardless, believers carry the traditional offerings: a candle, three sticks of incense, and a lotus blossom. 

The candle represents enlightenment, with knowledge being the source of light in a dark world.  The three incense sticks represent the Buddha, the Dhama (his teachings) and the Sangha (the monks).  As for the lotus, the roots of a lotus are in the mud, the stem grows up through the water, and the flower lies above the water, basking in the sunlight.  It is a common symbol in Buddhism because its pattern of growth reflects the progress of the soul from muddy materialism through the waters of experience to the sunlight of enlightenment.

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On this day, and especially during this procession around the bot, believers are encouraged to meditate, reflecting on the teachings of the Buddha and how they can better follow the Five Precepts:

  1. To refrain from taking life (non-violence towards sentient beings)
  2. To refrain from taking that which is not given (not committing theft)
  3. To refrain from sensual (including sexual) misconduct
  4. To refrain from lying (speaking truth always)
  5. To refrain from intoxicants which lead to loss of mindfulness (specifically, drugs and alcohol)

We went to Wat Phra Ram IX (King Rama IX Temple), a more modern temple founded by the current King of Thailand.  This beautiful temple follows traditional design but features a resplendent all-white exterior, stark compared to the elaborate decorations more common in Thai Buddhist temples.

There were several thousand people present including about two hundred monks and novices.  While some people were already making their procession around the bot, most were listening to the abbot’s sermon, a lighthearted parable about the importance of remaining true to Buddhist teachings even in the midst of contemporary life.

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After the sermon was over, the monks led the crowd on the procession, a nearly endless stream of believers, some chanting, some walking silently, some chatting pleasantly amongst each other as Thais enjoy doing even at religious events.

I shot some footage after we had made our rounds and have compiled it here for your enjoyment:

Observing various religious ceremonies is interesting because there are some aspects that are very universal (or, at least, common across many faiths and traditions) while other aspects are very characteristic of local culture.  I’m not a religious scholar so I won’t expound on those observations.  Suffice it to say that it was a beautiful ceremony to participate in.  

*because of calendar differences, some countries observe Visakha Bucha on different days, but most of the time it falls in April or May.

 

Bangkok … Bananas!

Many cities in Asia try to trumpet their lively arts scene, positioning themselves as cities of culture on the pages of tour guidebooks and travel magazines.  The Big Mango is no exception.  Last week the Ministry of Culture launched the first “Bangkok … Bananas!!” contemporary arts festival.

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Above, a crowd gathers to watch a stage performance while a sculpture titled “Alien” watches them.

It was a combination of everything from live performance to sculpture installations to cinema screenings.  Interestingly, it was geared heavily towards Thais – i.e. no Thai subtitles on films or at live events. 

It is great that Thais are getting more exposure to their own contemporary arts scene, something that is sorely lacking here.  But I think that, given the drop off of tourists (arrivals down some 30% year-over-year) caused by both the global economy and the ongoing political unrest here, Bangkok … Bananas!! is the type of event that could draw tourists.  The only thing is, you have to tell them about it and you have to make sure it is accessible.

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Nearly a full moon over Siam Paragon mall, site of many of the Bangkok … Bananas!! events.

In true Bangkok fashion, the setting for most of these art events was the shopping district – where Rama I and Ratchaprasong roads meet.  In fact, most of the staged events took place in the two public plazas located between three of the largest malls: Siam Discovery, Siam Center and Siam Paragon.

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The best event, in my opinion, was the series of nightly film screenings.  These were done outdoors with a screen set up between two malls.  This is reminiscent of the history of Thai motion picture exhibition, which used to be done from the back of a truck that would travel from town to town, setting up the screen and showing the movies, the sound coming from a speaker on the top of the truck.

In fact, there was a restored movie truck, repainted with the name and claims of an old pharmaceutical company, as these were the usual sponsors of these village screenings.  Harking back to the old days, they had a classic Thai silent film one night, with veteran voiceover actors providing the dialogue live from a table at the rear of the plaza.

All of this was great fun, but largely unintelligble to me.  All the more sad because several of the films they showed were true classics of Thai cinema, films that are rarely seen and are not available on DVD. 

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Of special interest to me were the projectors.  My first job was in a cinema and I spent 13 years working for the AMC Theatres chain.  So I was thrilled to see two classic 35mm projectors and watch the projectionists do changeovers at the end of the reels.

 

Happy Mother’s Day Weekend

While there are plenty of entries to write about food and friends and religious holidays, I think I’ll just stick with a single entry this weekend in honor of Mother’s Day. 

Tawn and I regularly eat at a restaurant called Yen Ta Fo Ajarn Maliga.  A matriarchal restaurant chain run by Ajarn Maliga (literally, “Teacher” or “Professor” Maliga), there is a wood plaque near the cash register with a poem engraved in it.

The poem is a bit long and it took me all morning to type it in Thai and then translate it but it is so touching I wanted to share it with you.  This is for my mother, my grandmothers, and all the mothers in our lives.

เมื่อฉันแก่ตัวลง

When I Get Old

เมื่อฉันแก่ตัวลง ไม่ใช่ฉันที่เคยเป็น…
ขอโปรดเข้าใจฉัน มีความอดทนต่อฉันเพิ่มขึ้นอีกสักนิด
ตอนฉันทําแกงหกใส่เสื้อตัวเอง…
ตอนฉันลืมวิธีผูกเชือกรองเท้า…
ขอให้คิดถึงตอนแรกๆที่ฉันใช้มือสอนเธอทําทุกอย่าง…

When I get old, I will not be as before.
Please try to understand me,
Have a bit more patience
when I spill food on my clothes,
when I forget the way to tie my shoes.
Please remember when I used these hands
to first teach you to do these things.

ตอนฉันเริ่มพรํ่าบ่นแต่เรื่องเดิมๆ ที่เธอรู้สึกเบื่อ…
ขอใหอดทนสักนิด อย่าเพิ่งขัดฉัน
ตอนเธอยังเล็กๆ ฉันยังเคยเล่านิทานซํ้าๆซากๆ
ที่เธอชอบฟังจนหลับไป…

When I start to repeat stories you know and are bored of,
Please have just a little patience – don’t cut me off.
When you were still little, I would tirelessly tell you
the stories you loved to listen to again and again.

ตอนฉันต้องการให้เธอช่วยอาบนํ้าให้ อย่าตําหนิฉันเลย
ยังจําตอนที่เธอยังเล็กๆ ฉันต้องทั้งออดอ้อน ทั้งปลอบ
เพื่อให้เธอยอม อาบนํ้าได้ไหม…

When I need you to help me take a bath
don’t complain at all.
Do you remember when you were still a child,
I had to persuade you when you refused to take a bath?

ตอนฉันงงกับวิทยาการใหม่ๆ อย่าหัวเราะเยาะฉัน
จําตอนที่ฉันเฝ้าอดทน ตอบคําถาม “ทําไม ทําไม”
ทุกครั้งที่เธอถามได้ไหม…

When I ask so many questions about new technology,
don’t laugh teasingly at me.
Do you remember when you had your endless questions of, “Why? Why?”
Each time I patiently answered your every question.

ตอนฉันเหนื่อยล้า จนเดินต่อไมไหว
ขอจงยื่นมือที่แข็งแรงของเธอออกมาช่วยพยุงฉัน
เหมือนตอนที่ฉันพยุงเธอให้หัดเดิน…
ในตอนที่เธอยังเล็กๆ

When I tire easily while walking,
please let me hold your hand for strength,
The same as when I held yours when you learned to walk
when you were still a child.

หากฉันเผอิญลืมหัวข้อที่กําลังสนทนากันอยู่
ให้เวลาฉันคิดสักนิด…
ที่จริงสําหรับฉันแล้ว กําลังพูดเรื่องอะไรไม่สําคัญหรอก
ขอเพียงมีเธออยู่ฟังฉัน
ฉันก็พอใจแล้ว

If I happen to forget our topic of conversation,
give me a moment to think.
For me, the topics themselves are not important.
If you will just listen to me,
My heart will be content.

ตอนเธอเห็นฉันแก่ตัวลง ไม่ต้องเสียใจ
ขอให้เข้าใจฉัน สนับสนุนฉัน…
ให้เหมือนตอนที่ฉันสนับสนุนเธอ
ตอนเธอเพิ่งเรียนรู้ใหม่ๆ

When you see me getting old, don’t feel sorry.
Please understand me and support me,
the same as when I supported you
when you were just learning new things.

ตอนนั้นฉันนําพาเธอเข้าสู่เส้นทางชีวิต
ตอนนี้ขอให้เธอเป็นเพื่อนฉัน
เดินไปให้สุดเส้นทาง…
ให้ความรักและอดทนต่อฉัน

Years ago, I brought you into your journey.
Now, please accompany me
as I travel to the end of my journey,
with love and patience for me.

ฉันจะยิ้มด้วยความขอบใจ
ในรอยยิ้มของฉัน…มีแต่ความรัก
อันหาที่สิ้นสุดมิได้ของฉัน
ที่มีให้กับเธอ…

I will smile with thanks,
and in my smiles there will be
the endless love
that I give to you.

จากแม่

From Mother


Have a good weekend and remember to hug a mother this Sunday!
If not yours, than someone else’s.