They were made in Ban Chan- a village across the Mekong-they make pottery there (and the last time I've visited a couple of years ago, the women were working on the craft, the men were having a lao-lao /beer siesta all over at noon)
The tables are pained and drying indoors now, so the bar will smell like fresh paint tomorrow night--I love that smell. Feels like creativity is happening... although it's only 3 little tables we're talking about here
Had also a glass of wine for the sake of that burgundy sky...
Music...is the only MUST in life!