Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Celebrating the magic of Pol Pot

The next time you're in Phnom Penh, be sure to stop by the Khmer Rouge Cafe.

Located across the street from cozy little Toul Sleng (the famed S-21 that would haunt the nightmares of it's survivors, if there were any), the cafe offers delicacies like salted rice-water and dove's eggs, served by friendly guerrillas in torn black pajamas with red and white checked kerchiefs, just like those sported by the real KR as they rumbled ominously into town in April 1975.

You can't make this stuff up, folks.

UPDATE: The cafe is closed, at least for now. Seems the proprietor didn't get a license. He vows to reopen once he does, though, so don't cancel those Royal Air Cambodge tickets yet. Oh, wait, Royal Air Cambodge is bankrupt. Never mind...

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