Vietnamese Food: I'm craving some cheesy beans on toast

Food in District 7 is disgustingly cheap. On a normal weekday evening after work I eat street food, often a rice noodle soup (“Pho”) costing a staggering 40p a bowl. This is good, as my monthly salary is pretty low. 

At weekends I often eat in the tourist areas, and am able to get western food. The first Maccy D’s opened in the month I arrived, which was bloody great!

On top of the different food I have to adjust to, I also have coeliac disease. This means I cannot eat wheat, barley and rye. Before travelling out here, I was sceptical about what I would be actually able to eat. My mum sent me off with some gluten free snacks, just to reassure her I’d be ok for my first week!

But everything has been fine and I have been eating rice for breakfast, lunch and tea sometimes. This can be pretty bland but it gives me reassurance that what I’m eating isn’t going to make me ill for a week.

Since being here I have developed some weird obsession with Snickers. I think because all the traditional Vietnamese food over here is so natural with little/no sugar, I’m craving it! Snickers is definitely not my chocolate of choice in England, so I have no idea where this has come from. I joke that when I eventually go home, it will be like that scene in Castaway when Tom Hanks looks at the lobster at his arrival home party, and feels weird. This is going to be me when I go into a supermarket and chose a Twirl over Snickers.

Unfortunately, there is a resident rat that lives on our kitchen worktop, so it’s safe to say I have never cooked and never will cook a meal whilst living here. The cheapness of meals out here means that this isn't an issue, but my god what I would do for some cheesy beans on toast. Oh life. 

My lovely parents also sent me a food parcel the other day, which included some gluten-free treats. Though it took roughly three weeks to arrive, it couldn't have come at a better time.