Coming Home Part V

“Anyway, what kind of food do you two like? Is there anything you don’t eat? For example, those Bafakmon, Bakuesom, or Shakria?”

And there was another list of Northern dialect vocabularies coming up, making the half-French-half-Thai girl’s head spin the second time. Those green eyes were blinking in confusion, before looking at her friend.

The fact that these words did not sound familiar to most people from Bangkok. But that did not include this wise girl.

“I don’t have problems eating those, Auntie. Winter melons and lemongrasses are fine. But you might want to be careful about tomatoes because Na really doesn't like them. Oh, but you might already know that since you raised him from when he was a baby.”