A Six Month Quest

Prior to departure on our journey, an anonymous tip was received for the acclaimed "best Thai restaurant in Bangkok". Keeping this tip in the back of our minds, and more literally carrying around a piece of paper with the name and location for 6 months, we decided it was time to head out and discover for ourselves what the fuss was all about.

In the 2 hours we searched for the restaurant we digested more of the thai culture than we did food upon arrival. We were harrassed by t-shirt sellers and encountered many smiling scam artists telling us "that restaurant closed, you come to this one". But with determination we continued our elusive hunt for the coveted restaurant of which I had been dreaming. After half a dozen attempts to ask for directions, we got our answer from a high hot dog vender in the local 7-11.

Alas we arrived to the holiest of shrines, in the form of a hole in the wall restaurant. The two disgusting dirty shitzus and chihuahua that drug it's butt across the floor to get some relief from the worms, could not deter us.

As we sat there, ice cold beer in hand, we knew we had not waited in vain. The surroundings were meager, but the food boasted a bold, spicy flavor we had yet to encounter on our trip so far. We relished in our choices for no more than 20 minutes, stuffing our faces faster than a monkey eats chocolate (see Halong Bay). After the tornado of eating finished, we looked at the table, wide eyed, at the mess we had made. We sat back, looked at each other, and with extreme pleasure in our hearts, smiled...we were in Thailand!



















The next day we returned to the famed restaurant, having yet another wonderful feast. We were leaving Bangkok, happily, and thus this was our last meal.