Tee is an interesting mix of east meets west. He grew up in the jungles of northern Thailand in an isolated farming village with no electricity or running water and moved to Chiang Mai, one of the largest cities in Thailand, about 8 years ago where he has worked almost every job under the sun. He learned English from British backpackers so his English is more “proper” than mine; he is great at the accent game and knows phrases in numerous languages, which always impresses the French. He also is a world news junkie and constantly stumps me with questions about American landmarks and geography. With his quick jokes, huge tattoo, and pierced ear, sometimes I forget his roots and then he will say or do something that reminds me I married a jungle boy.
Here is a little insight into the mind, body, and soul of the man I married.
I am always impressed by the machete skills I see in action around SE Asia, like when we bought this mature coconut in Laos. As a child we always employed the screw driver through the eyes method to extract the juice and a long drop onto the sidewalk to crack the shell. Then we pried the meat from the shell with a butter knife. This usually kept us occupied for quite awhile.
Tee introduced me to a new technique as he quickly hacked off the dry husk and hard shell and handed me an almost intact nut full of juice. Receiving a completely shelled coconut made it way to easy to eat it all in one sitting and my jaw hurt by the end of the afternoon. Sooooo good!
Is it too late for me to join the machete wielding ranks?