First great meal of the trip--the raison d'être of travel for some of us. Unbelievable Thai dinner as Suda, a family-run, open air restaurant a short walk from Iris and David's. Every one of the five dishes we shared was hot, soothing, spicy, tangy, mellow, all at the same time. People were startled when I licked each bowl clean at the end of the meal. Honest. The decor was just the way I like it, worn vinyl table cloths, pink plastic dishware, and high nicotined ceilings with fans. The proprietors were four sisters who walked out of an AmyTan novel.
Passing thought on the walk through the crowd afterwards. Why do the people who do the worl's worst job--streetwalking--have to do it in such uncomfortable shoes? Seems a cruel irony.
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