Yura An Cafe – Central World Plaza

One of our largest malls is Central World Plaza.  Formerly known as the World Trade Center (and renamed a few years after the September 11th attacks for obvious reasons), this mall underwent a doubling in size and renovation about three years ago.  Something that Central World Plaza has an amazing number of is restaurants.

The entire top floor of the mall is nothing but restaurants, easily thirty sit-down restaurants situated shoulder to shoulder.  A few weeks ago, Tawn and I decided to visit one we hadn’t tried before, Yura An Cafe, a nominally “modern” Japanese sushi restaurant.

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The restaurant is bright and has a clean design.  There is also an outdoor seating area that offers a broad view of the Rajaprarop – Rama I intersection.

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There is a chalk board inside the restaurant playfully explaining the restaurant’s philosophy.  “What is special about Japanese food?”  “It’s very healthy & delicate and takes lots of skill.”

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The Yura An roll, avocado and faux crab meat with fried tempura crumbs.  Enjoyable crunch.

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Japanese “bruschetta” with smoked salmon and cream cheese.

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Fried soft shell crab spring rolls served over salad.  Tasty, but a little too much mayonnaise dressing.

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Stir fried pork with kim chi served over rice.  Very tasty dish.

All in all, a very nice restaurant.  Good service, nice ambience and tasty food.  Not terribly authentic when it comes to Japanese food, but an interesting mixture of flavors from across Asia.

 

Drivin’ in a Fast Car

While working and listening to my iPod, Tracy Chapman’s “Fast Car” came up in shuffle mode.  A wave of nostalgia washed over me as I thought of where I first heard the song.  When I moved to University of California Riverside in January 1990, my first roommate in the dorm was a pre-med student.  I don’t even remember his name.  He had a stereo and a collection of CDs, one of which was Tracy Chapman’s eponymous debut album.

Unfortunately, introducing me to this new artist was one of the few positive things about my relationship with this roommate.  He was in a fraternity and had a drinking problem, coming home very late and very loud time and time again.  It got to the point where his fraternity brothers actually apologized to me one night when they had to carry him into the room at three in the morning.  They said they were trying to get him to shape up.

On top of it, this roommate had a habit of bringing his girlfriends over and they’d fool around in bed while I was (trying to) sleep on the other side of the room.

After trying to work things out with him, I eventually complained to the residence hall advisor and at the end of that quarter, he was kicked out of the dorm.  There are lots of other things I recall from those days.  While some were quite good and others were a bit of a pain, they all form kind of a neutral cloud of memories.

At least I found out about Tracy Chapman.

 

Recap of 2009 BKK Int’l Film Festival

The Bangkok International Film Festival 2009 closed Wednesday.  After seeing thirteen programs in six days, I was generally impressed with the programming and disappointed with the operations. 

As for the festival’s operations, they remain more focused on attracting celebrities unrelated to the films and creating events for hi-so types, rather than on connecting ordinary people with interesting films from around the world. 

  • The interesting films are there – good programming by the Thai Film Directors’ Association – but scheduling is poorly thought out (120 films in 2 venues in 6 days) with few early or late shows and a lot of overlapping of films that would appeal to a similar audience.

  • Publicity about scheduling was largely missing or, when it did exist, was late.  The final schedule wasn’t released until nine days before the shows began.  Even then, information was missing on the poorly-designed website.  The comprehensive programs guides, which were nicely done, weren’t available until the opening day of the festival, much too late to do any good.

  • Finally, ticketing policies were a mess.  The two cinemas are operated by different chains, one provided some advance tickets, the other did not.  Both offered different discount voucher schemes which could only be used for films at their cinema.

As I mentioned, the programming was good.  Here are the films I saw that I think you should really make the effort to seek out.  With the exception of the final one, they will likely play in your area, either in limited commercial release or as part of a film festival.  At the very least, look for them on Netflix.

Agrarian Utopia
Uruphong Raksasad (THAILAND)


Facing seizure of their own lands, two families find themselves farming together on the same field, hoping to get through just another rice-farming season.  But no matter how much the world is evolving, how much the country is going through economic, political and social changes, they still cannot grasp that ideology of happiness.  This beautifully shot documentary captures the reality of tennant farming and sheds light onto a side of life in developing economies that are far outside the tourism authorities’ camera lens.

Burma VJ
Anders Høgsbro Østergaard (DENMARK)

Armed with small handy cams, undercover “Video Journalists” in Burma keep up the flow of news from their closed country despite risking torture and life in jail. Their material is smuggled out of Burma and broadcast back via satellite.  This opportunity to see more footage of the recent uprising in Burma, especially with the foreknowledge of how it all turns out, is stirring, and the story is well-constructed.  Geting outside the two-minute briefs from the nightly news provides additional insight into the plight of the Burmese people.

Fixer: The Taking of Ajmal Naqshbandi
Ian Olds (UNITED STATES)

This is a feature-length documentary that follows the relationship between an Afghan interpreter and American journalist Christian Parenti.  This intimate portrait of two colleagues shifts dramatically when Ajmal is kidnapped along with an Italian reporter.  The situation goes from bad to worse as foreign powers pressure for fast results, the Afghan government bungles its response and the specter of Taliban power looms in the background. What follows is the tragic story of one man forgotten in the crossfire.  A bit difficult to watch but an important peek behind the curtain at the personal cost paid by those who try to get the story of their country out to the world.


I Killed My Mother
Xavier Dolan (CANADA)

Cannes Film Festival award-winning director Xaview Dolan tells the semi-autobiographical story of a brash 17-year old who dislikes his mother intensely.  He gauges her with contempt, only seeing her out-of-date sweaters, her kitschy decor and the vile bread crumbs that lodge in the corners of her noisy mouth.  Confused and torn by a love-hate relationship that obsesses him more and more each day, the young man wanders in and out of an adolescence that is both marginal and typical, combining artistic discovery, openness to friendship, ostracism, and sex.  All the while, he is consumed by his all encompassing contempt for this woman he somehow once loved.   Very original story and a strong debut film.

Sawasdee Bangkok
Various Directors (THAILAND)

Sawasdee Bangkok is a collection of nine short films that celebrate – and take a long, hard look at – various aspects of Thailand’s capital city.  The movies show the lives of Bangkokians big and small, young and old, rich and poor, which altogether form a colorful, complex tapestry of the people and the place known to many as the City of Angels.  More cohesive than Paris j’taime, this film serves as a fascinating insight into the city and, despite being funded by a public agency, doesn’t shy away from showing the city’s blemishes.

Car Free Day 2009

P1190487 We are a city that tries very hard.  This is especially true when it comes to being green.  We want badly to be green. 

We have added bicycle lanes… that parked cars block with impunity and that run down the middle of vendor- and pedestrian-filled footpaths. 

We stress the importance of public transportation, while dickering over the replacement of noxious, smoke-belching busses and the ever-delayed extensions of rail lines.

And we participate in Car Free Day.

While the rest of the world celebrates Car Free Day on September 22, which this year fell on a Tuesday, we found that a bit inconvenient and so instead celebrated it on the previous Sunday.

While the rest of the world emphasizes getting out of the car on onto your bikes, Car Free Day was just an excuse for those of us who already are cycling, to get together for what wasn’t much more than a publicity stunt.

While mayors and politicians in major cities around the world actually get out of their cars and bike to work or take public transit, our politicians were chaffered to the Car Free Day events.  Only a few people from the Ministry of Energy actually made the effort.

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While this may sound a little bitter, I assure you I’m not.  The (pre-)Car Free Day event brought together about 5,000 cyclists from around the city.  We met at Kasetsart University (originally is was going to be Sanam Luang, the large royal parade ground, but that had been under seige by the “red shirt” anti-government protesters the day before and we thought better of going there) for a group photo on the football pitch, organized into a map of Thailand.  This was dutifully reprinted in some of the local papers the following day, having absolutely no effect on the number of cars on the road on the 22nd.

This publicity stunt was reasonably well organized, but still required more than an hour of standing around in the hot sun.  I didn’t have the patience, since I actually wanted to ride.  So I snapped this picture after about twenty minutes.  It is meant to be the north third of Thailand.  Chiang Rai is kind of up near the goal posts.

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Everyone was in a jovial mood.  Many people who ride for fun have wonderful, unique bicycles.  There are several that are doctored in various ways, customized to express the personalities and playfulness of their owners.  We even had a few Victorian bicycles.  Can you imagine riding this in Bangkok traffic?

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On my way home, I explored a stretch of road I did not previously know about, heading along Thanon Prasert-Manukitch through the Lat Prao district to Thanon Ram-Intra.  I think I once drove out here but have never cycled in this area.

Two blocks from home, while riding along a street that was mid-way through repaving, my rear tire popped and I started to lose air.  Thankfully, I made it back home before the tube was completely flat.  This served as the necessary prompting to finally take my bicycle in for maintenance.  I’ve had it more than three years without any work done to it.

More about that later…

 

Bo.Lan Review

BoLan1 Does the concept of a Michelin-starred Thai restaurant seem contradictory?  Australian David Thompson is the head chef at Nahm, a London eatery that was the first Thai restaurant to receive such an award.  A few months ago, two of his disciples, Duangporn “Bo” Songvisava and Dylan “Lan” Jones (pictured right), launched what they hope will be “a world class Thai restaurant” here in the Big Mango.

Tucked away in a small trok off Sukhumvit Soi 26, the somewhat eponymous Bo.Lan strives to stake out a place in the local culinary scene that I’m not sure really exists: a serious Thai restaurant where the emphasis is on the food in a deeply intellectual way.

Why am I uncertain that this desired place even exists?  Krungthep does not lack for “fine dining” Thai restaurants.  The nicer hotels all have them (Erawan Tea Room at the Grand Hyatt is quite decent) and there are stand-alones such as Baan Khanitha that are popular destinations when guests are in town. 

But despite the attentive service and pretty decor, my perception is that, at its most basic, the food in these places is really no better than what I could get from the nighttime food vendors on Sukhumvit Soi 38.  Some of these restaurants do focus on “palace cuisine” – fussier dishes that aren’t the mainstay of either typical Thai home cooking or street vendor’s woks – but the chefs at these fine dining restaurants still seem to be going through the paces, not really thinking about the food they are creating.

BoLan3 If this desire to create an intellectual Thai dining experience sounds like a tall order, that’s because it is.  Thais love eating but, if this makes any sense, Thais don’t spend a lot of time thinking about the food they eat.  They don’t appreciate the origins or the presentation of their food as much as they are concerned that it is tasty.

In the few months that it has been open, Bo.Lan has garnered lots of attention and is the place for well-heeled Thais to show their faces.  One criticism I heard floating around was that the food was “too basic”.  For this kind of money, it seemed that diners were expecting either the fussy palace cuisine or fusion food, in which western ingredients are placed into a shotgun marriage with Thai flavors, a recipe for disaster if ever there was one.

BoLan2 Tawn and I decided we should reject all the things we’ve heard and go try BoLan.  We enjoy thoughtful dining and wanted to think for ourselves about what Khun Duangporn and Khun Dylan were doing in their kitchen.  The perfect occasion presented itself on Tawn’s birthday a few weeks ago.

The restaurant itself is located in what looks like a modified former house.  The ceilings are low and covered with traditional rice sorting baskets to help muffle the noise.  The ambiance is dark but the volume from the background music (and incongruous mix of bland “world” music that include covers of 1980’s pop hits done in a bossa nova style) was a bit overwhelming.  I arrived several minutes ahead of Tawn and it took some effort to get someone to take my drink order.  When the bottle of wine I ordered arrived, it was incorrect and there was some confusion until another server explained that they were out of the the wine I had ordered.

In order to get the best sense for the chefs’ skills, we went with the “Bo.Lan Balance” tasting menu which has, depending on how you count, about six courses but maybe as many as ten, depending.  Because of the darkness, picture quality is low and I didn’t shoot pictures of all of the dishes as once they started arriving, our table was quickly overflowing with plates and bowls.

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After ordering and before receiving the amuse bouche, a pre-dinner drink and snack was brought as part of the tasting menu.  “Ya Dong Phaya Sue” is a tequila-like liquor, essentially a type of upcountry moonshine.  It was paired with an unsweetened pandan leaf juice shooter.  When Thais drink, they like to snack on something salty, sour and spicy.  A clever play on this were the slivers of green mango, another very bitter fruit called “ma dan” and a nut called “luuk yii”.  These were dipped in the sea salt and chili flakes garnishing the plate.

The process was like this: sip of liquor, sip of juice, bite of sour-salty-spicy snack, repeat.

This was an interesting way to begin because it really was a deconstruction of the core flavors of Thai cuisine.  It wasn’t a modernization or substitution, really.  No messy fusion here.  It was just taking each of the parts and laying them out individually.  It was fun and adventurous.

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The amuse bouche arrived, five little bites to be eaten from left to right.  The first was a slice of starfruit with tamarind and chili paste.  Then a southern style rice salad called khao yam with rice, pomelo, kaffir lime skin, and toasted coconut with a fermented shrimp dressing called nam buu duu.  Then a rice cracker with another type of salad on top.  Then a slice of grilled pork neck with coriander leaf and toasted, ground rice.  Then a small seared rice flour pancake – pang ji plaeng – topped with shrimp and fried garlic.

Again, the core flavors of Thai cuisine were each represented but as you progressed through the plate, the emphasis changed.  The first bite was very sour with a bit of spice.  The second was very salty/fermented.  The third was spicy.  The fourth was salty.  The final one was a little sweet.  Especially interesting was the second dish, the southern style salad.  The sauce is very complex and it is a rarity in Thai restaurants.  Tawn recalls his grandmother especially enjoying it.

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The next five dishes arrived all at once, served in typical Thai family style.  This was a lot of food and while they covered all their bases – one salad, one soup, one curry, one stir-fry, etc – it gave us too much food for two people. 

The first dish, pictured above, was preserved duck egg simmered in fresh coconut cream with lemongrass, white turmeric and chili, served with pickled turnip omelets and fresh vegetables.  It was very tasty and had clean, pronounced flavors.

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There was also a salad of grilled river prawn with lemongrass, mint, coriander and chili jam dressing.  The dressing was a bit heavy.  The river prawn was very fresh, though, and the spice of the dressing did cut through the richness of the prawn meat very effectively.

Other dishes we received included a deep fried “blue fish” marinated in turmeric, garlic and shallots served with a southern style lime and chili dipping sauce.  The fish was a small portion and was very bony.  While the taste was good, the skin was rubbery instead of crispy, an unpleasing texture.  Between the fish and the prawn, I think we would have been fine with just the prawn.

We also received a gaeng khiaw wan nuea kem – green curry of salted beef ribs.  Tawn isn’t a beef eater but did try this curry.  At first, it tasted a bit… not rich, because unlike most versions of this curry, it wasn’t finished with a lot of coconut cream.  But the more I tasted it, the more it grew on me.  It was like having a consomme, the beef broth’s flavors remaining very distinct, but with the added layers of flavor and complexity of the homemade curry paste.  The salted beef ribs added a nice note to the dish and for the first time in my life, I fully appreciated why the little baby eggplant are in this dish.  Their crunchy sourness paired very nicely with the saltiness of the beef and the fragrant aroma of the curry.

Each of us ordered a small soup.  Tawn had gaeng juut, a so-called “bland” soup with baby squid stuffed with pork in a clear broth.  In this case, the broth was very herbal and a little sweet and it wasn’t anywhere near bland.  I ordered a spicy pork soup that had large, leafy vegetables that were tangy.  It was flavorful but at this point I was getting so full that it stopped being enjoyable.

The meal was served with jasmine rice or “gaba” rice, a darker whole grain rice.  In a rather stingy measure, despite having spent 1500 baht (US$ 44) per person on the set meal, they ding you an extra 30 baht if you order the gaba rice. 

The main dishes were well prepared but some of the “intellectualism” of the amuse bouche and pre-dinner drink were missing.  Certainly, the quality of ingredients and attention to detail during preparation were very high.  The preserved duck egg and the green curry were the best of the dishes.  The work that went into making the curries from scratch really paid off as the flavor profiles were very distinct.  In fact, two weeks after eating them, I can still recall their taste memories.

The prawn and fish dishes were both a little flat.  They weren’t bad, but they also weren’t spectacular.  The soups were lost in the shuffle.  Too many flavors competing for attention on the table and, because of that, I think the menu could use some paring down.

Service throughout the meal was inconsistent.  They tried to educate us about what we were eating, explaining the dishes before us.  Tawn’s observation, which I agree with, is that they didn’t seem to really comprehend what they were telling us, instead repeating the instructions they had been told to give.  It was difficult to believe that these servers are really passionate about the food they are serving.  As Tawn put it (as I write this) they probably eat the local vendor’s som tam – green papaya salad – with one single note (spicy!) when they’re on their meal break.

Oddly, in a country where desserts aren’t a major part of the dining experience, there were three separate dessert courses as part of the set. 

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The first was another deconstruction of a popular dish: tabtim grob – dyed “ruby” water chestnuts that are coated with flour then fried, coconut agar agar and jackfruit served over crushed ice with syrup.  This was refreshing and the presentation was fun.  Had it been left at this, dessert would have been a satisfying end to the meal.

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The “dessert du jour” (different for both of us) started to venture into the overwhelming.  There was a plantain that had been grilled in its peel and then drizzled with a perfumed sauce, a play on the grilled plantains that are a popular street vendor snack.  This one was starchy in an unappetizing way and a single bite was more than enough.  The jar contained saku – tapioca pearls with coconut cream.  This is a favorite of mine, but there was nothing about the preparation that was outstanding.  The saku I buy at Villa market is every bit as tasty, and I became preoccupied by the fact that the mouth of the jar was barely wide enough for my spoon.  Finally, not fully visible in the glass, is a popsicle frozen on a chopstick.  I think this was meant to be tamarind flavor, but after one bite I found myself not very interested in it, either.

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Tawn’s dessert was gluay kai chuam grayasat – this is an intellectual play on a Thai snack, small sweet bananas that are eaten very ripe with rice crackers.  Here, they took the bananas and boiled them in a sugar syrup.  The rice crackers were a homemade meusli-like mix of fried rice, nuts and toasted coconut drizzled with palm sugar.  This was tasty and kind of fun.  In the bowl was graton loy gaew – a tropical fruit that is sour and tough on the outside but cottony and sweet on the inside.  The fruit was also soaked in syrup and then served over ice.  The elements of the dessert really played off the “balance” theme of the set menu: crunchy and soft, sour and sweet, tough and cottony.

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While they may believe that nothing succeeds like excess, the petit fours accompanying our post-dinner tea were too much.  They were a scattering of Thai dry desserts, some fruit, and khanom goh – a type of meringue.  By this point we were so satiated that we hardly touched the petit fours, calling instead for the check.

Conclusions.  For 1500 baht per person, we received a very generous amount (too much, really) of well-prepared, very high-quality food.  I would like to go back and order a la carte, trying some other dishes and maybe choosing a bit less food for my meal.  There is no doubt that the chefs are giving their creations a lot more thought than most Bangkok chefs, Thai or otherwise, are.  That’s refreshing and, most of all, interesting.

The challenges Bo and Lan face are twofold: the first has to do with their staff.  If you want to cultivate customers who are passionate about food, you have to have a staff that shares and can spread that passion.  I did not feel it.  The second is that they have a long uphill slog to find diners who are true foodies.  I’m not convinced that breed of diner is very plentiful here.  As a chef of the short-lived but very enjoyable Paradox restaurant on Ekkamai explained, Thais who have the means to travel overseas mostly like to stick with group tours and Thai or Chinese food.  Expats who have the means to eat well in Bangkok are on expense accounts and go for imported steak, Japanese food, or Italian.

As a foodie, I hope they are successful.  Something I noticed on their website is a page that is supposed to link to the Bangkok chapter of Slow Food International.  Tellingly, the link doesn’t work.  That may say more than anything else about what Bo.Lan’s chances are.

Around the City

A few weeks ago we had visitors for a half-day, friends connecting through Krungthep on their way to Phuket.  They are one of those global couples – an Austrian working for a German company living in Singapore whose partner is a Korean doing research in Switzerland.  With only a few hours to show them a slice of the Big Mango, I took them to Ratanakosin Island – the “Old City” – for a self-guided audio tour.

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Above, a view of Ratjanatda Canal at Tanao Road near the Democracy Monument.  This neighborhood, filled with families who have lived here for many generations, is in the sights of the Bangkok Metropolitan Authority’s redevelopers.  They would like to “rehabilitate” this area to make it an arts and entertainment district.  Locals, as you might imagine, aren’t so keen on the government’s ideas and would prefer to undertake their own rehabilitation.

A small side soi – Phraeng Phuton – is described as the best-preserved heritage neighborhood in the city.  Residents restored the community and improved the landscape.  An open square in the center of the block is still used for public performances and plays, just as it used to be during the reign of King Rama V. 

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A local businessman has many antique cars, some of which are actually in superb condition, at what was one of the first automobile repair shops in Siam.  It was also the first driver’s license bureau in the city.  Above, one of the owner’s more recent acquisitions, a piece that is going to need a lot of work to restor.

Across the street was another interesting car, below.  I don’t think I’ve ever seen a Mini Moke.

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Walking through the monk accessories district (alms bowls, anyone?) at the intersection of Tanao Road and Bamrung Muang Road, I was reminded why bicycle riding in the old city is such a challenge.  There are actually these cool green bicycles available for hire and a corresponding green path taking you to various places of interest in the old city.  Fantastic idea.  Poor execution.

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We stopped by Wat Suthat, the tallest temple in the city and ostensible center of the universe.  Wat Suthat is considered the most finely-proportioned temple and is one of the highest-ranked royal temples.  The temple grounds spread more than 45,000 square meters and has the largest bronze Buddha image in the kingdom.  Construction lasted from 1807-1847 with King Rama I laying the cornerstone of the main sanctuary’s foundation. 

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Across the street from Wat Suthat is Kor Tor Mor Square, a large public square that also faces the Bangkok Metropolitan Authority’s headquarters, City Hall.  You see the red Giant Swing, which was rebuilt last year by an aging craftsman in northern Thailand.  The Giant Swing is part of a Brahmanist tradition and was used in ceremonies honoring the god Shiva.  There used to be an actual swing and young men would compete in a contest to bite a bag of coins from a bamboo pole while riding on the swing.  This contest was discontinued as deaths and injuries were too common.  In ancient Siam there were giant swings in all the major towns.  The original one here in Krungthep was nearly twice as tall.

And that’s your snapshot tour of Ratanakosin Island!

 

Wading Police

Thai police come in for a lot of ridicule and scorn by locals.  They are variously seen as corrupt (random road stops to extract a few hundred baht in ticketless “fines”) and lazy (recent campaign at a force-wide weight reduction as there were too many tummies stretching the already skin-tight brown uniforms) by many residents.

There is no doubt that some members of the force aren’t the most outstanding examples of fine police work.  That’s probably true of any police force.  There are plenty of other members of the Thai police who, despite long hours, low pay and terrible working conditions (traffic police have the highest incidence of lung cancer in the country), do their best to keep traffic moving on the choked roads.

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It was on a rainy Friday afternoon a few weeks ago that I caught this snapshot of a traffic policeman, slogging through the recently-formed lake that was the expressway entrance toll plaza on Ploenchit / Rama I Road.  No doubt he was earning ever last satang of his salary that day.

 

Loaves and Fishes

While I haven’t posted any pictures in a while, rest assured that I have still been cooking.  In fact, Tawn even got in on the act.  Below, top row: Kalmata olive and rosemary bread; Bottom row: Golden raisin bread.

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After returning from my Sunday morning bike ride (more about that soon), Tawn prepared a nice brunch from one of Ina Garten’s cookbooks.  Tomato and feta cheese salad with cilantro and onion; and smoked salmon toasts with egg salad.

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Yummy, huh?  It Thai, we say it is น่ากิน (nâa gin) literally, eat-able or “looks delicious”.  Along the same lines, some other handy Thai adjectives include น่ารัก (nâa rak) literally, love-able or “cute”, and น่าเกลียด (nâa glìat) literally, hate-able or “ugly”.