All pictures via Daughters of Cambodia
And just like that, November is gone.
Thanksgiving Thursday flew by without turkeys or cranberry sauce. Although Ethan and I went out to dinner that evening, the day just felt off. Unlike the Christmas holiday, which I never miss, I haven't spent most Thanksgivings in California with my family. There were several years in Portland, when, due to law school, extreme cram sessions and small bank accounts, I could not make it home. Last year, I spent the holiday in Poipet, the lovely Cambodian slum known for drug trafficking, neon-signed casinos lighting up the night sky, and really weird abandoned amusement parks.
Thanksgiving Thursday flew by without turkeys or cranberry sauce. Although Ethan and I went out to dinner that evening, the day just felt off. Unlike the Christmas holiday, which I never miss, I haven't spent most Thanksgivings in California with my family. There were several years in Portland, when, due to law school, extreme cram sessions and small bank accounts, I could not make it home. Last year, I spent the holiday in Poipet, the lovely Cambodian slum known for drug trafficking, neon-signed casinos lighting up the night sky, and really weird abandoned amusement parks.
Despite the absence of many adult Thanksgivings at home, I missed my family so much this year, and I thought I would give anything to be able to watch ridiculous Law & Order SVU (I am lame) marathons, as my grandma Elipidia cooked.
Such is life abroad, I suppose.
Life these days feels similar to those cram sessions I did in law school and at the firm. One good thing about my recent holing-up is that I've discovered a little gem of a cafe in Phnom Penh, Sugar 'n Spice (run by Daughters of Cambodia), where proceeds go to supporting victims of sex trafficking in Cambodia. The food is delicious and the comfy seats enable me to plop down and write for long stretches. I figured I was spending in the upwards of $15 a day in other Phnom Penh coffee shops. My money can go to a better cause.
Daughters also has a small craft shop and nail salon onsite.
Such is life abroad, I suppose.
Life these days feels similar to those cram sessions I did in law school and at the firm. One good thing about my recent holing-up is that I've discovered a little gem of a cafe in Phnom Penh, Sugar 'n Spice (run by Daughters of Cambodia), where proceeds go to supporting victims of sex trafficking in Cambodia. The food is delicious and the comfy seats enable me to plop down and write for long stretches. I figured I was spending in the upwards of $15 a day in other Phnom Penh coffee shops. My money can go to a better cause.
Daughters also has a small craft shop and nail salon onsite.
I love that you've found a way to make your coffee shop financing go toward something good. We need that here in PDX!
ReplyDeleteMiss you, and am so, so happy you'll be back for a visit soon!
What a great cause. :) Kinda reminds me of the Homegirl Cafe here in L.A which I still need to pay a visit to.
ReplyDeleteHi Becki, I have to write to you. I'll be in Portland soon (in a month perhaps)! I've been thinking of coffee afternoons spent at Crema and then Una!
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