Saturday afternoon I go pick up Falula, the evil twin, and bring her back to our place for some friendly gossip while I fiddle with a weird 'cube game called "Pikmin" - demented flower creatures assist you to rebuild your broken spacecraft? - before heading out to a restaurant on Centre we've been meaning to try.
Lady Rose lived in Thailand for six months last year so the three of us headed over to "Bangkoknoi Restaurant" to see if it lived up to the real thing. Cute little place, but the blue and yellow paint job makes me think it's just a splash of pseudo-Thai art from the italian restaurant it used to be.
Service is authentically Thai - slow with lots of apologizing. The food was pretty good - we didn't go hard core on the spice to be certain and it was plenty tasty for whitebreads like Falula and I. Thought the Chicken with Cashew Nuts was just okay, but the curry and the Som Tam (Papaya Salad - sweet and oh-so-spicy) brought back the funky (literally) streets of Bangkok.
Thailand exists for me now as a long and dreary six months away from her Ladyship broken by a three week jaunt across the world during semester break that tossed me into her surreal other life - more a tourist of her world than Thailand per se though we had a lot of adventures exploring Chaing Mai province. Bangkok is a teaming, sprawling, monster of a city with rich and poor splashed together and stir-fried into a culture that is neither ancient nor modern. Its blood runs thick in murky stank-filled canals. To eat authentic Thai is to dance with death.
After the meal, we wheeled across the city to catch up with the Captain's crew for a late showing of Sin City. Perfect film for the meal - spicy, nasty, but funny and glorious to watch. Very artful, very true to itself. Looked like a comic book made film, not a comic book movie. Honest and brutal. Beautiful.
Don't let him fool you. This is a film about tits and action. A nut grabber.
After the flick we left Falula with the pirates (she bunks with the Captain and his mate) and dashed down the hill for home. The revenge of the orient was headed our way and our nether regions have gotten way out of shape.
It kicked the crap out of us. Literally.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
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