Eating where friendly locals eat has it perils.
As I approached this busy stall in the market filled with dishes, the lady motioned to me saying "Cao lầu, Cao lầu". I didn't need any more persuading and sat down to a bowl of her slippery chewy noodles. Being greedy, I order a couple of spring rolls. The spring rolls was mostly shredded vegetables with tiny bits of pork, and unfortunately served cold.
But back to the perils. As I started eating the lady pour herself a cup of tea from a jug, gulped it down and tipped the rest towards the back of her stall. Then, she motioned to me, thrusting the same cup at me in what I assumed was an invitation to me to help myself. I nodded graciously and smiled... and kept eating! It's hard to refuse such hospitality! I know she meant well, but I'm not the kind who will swap saliva with any girl in town :P