Nothing, it would seem judging by the popularity of a string of near identical restaurants side by side serving just that, a couple of streets back from the Phnom Phen riverfront.
Mid afternoon the beef carcases are hoisted onto spits above a barrel full of charcoal. In about 4 hours steaks will be served.
Passing by again, around 7.00pm things are in full swing.
A few hours later and things have taken a turn for the worse. Our Angkor girl is off her head, and our beast seems to have largely disappeared.
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