My family has a deep affection and attachment to Cambodia. We all belong to a Tokyo-based NPO called, in Japan, “Caring for Young Refugees“, and in Cambodia, “Caring for Young Khmer“. My mother in the ’90s used to visit the country for the NPO as a trustee every year for about ten years. The last time we were there together was in December, 2009.
So when we found out that there was a popular Cambodian restaurant on the edge of Boston within a walking distance from where we were staying in Brookline, we quickly agreed to visit for lunch. The food was great.