"Beer is living proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." - Benjamin Franklin, Founding Father and World Class Drinker
There is a place not too far from where I live that serves a liter of home-brewed beer for roughly 56 cents a liter. For those not familiar with what a liter of beer looks like, I would describe it as a large mug fit for a German, perfectly poured so as to exhibit a nice head. I must say that in this case I am enjoying the metric system, and in fact that they have totally bypassed the European pint as my favorite receptacle for draughts. Way to go Vietnam, you may not have mastered the whole sewer system thing, but you have this off of your list.
Let me set the scene. There is a Vietnamese family sitting behind us, with two children who won't stop staring and smiling at Bria and I. Then there's the table of drunk Vietnamese guys to our right seemingly arguing about something, talking and arguing sound similar in Vietnamese, and then we have the waitresses who speak no English and most of the time don't even give us a menu because they think the only thing we order is the liter of beer. The toilets are filthy and in the woman's bathroom, so I'm told you have to straddle a washer-machine to use the toilet. It's alright though, because we still love this place.