If you all thought no posts meant no food, less food, less interesting food, or less interest in food...
...BOY WERE YOU WRONG.
It's good to have a block of small business owners who form a community w/ the people who live, work, and shop there. In my case, it's because my pal Scott owns a custom suit store and was heading to Bangkok to scope out new vendors. And also because he was crazy enough to ask me to come with him. So here's little bits of a week in Bangkok and Chiang Mai, Thailand.
And then sleep!
It's hundreds of feet long and dozens of feet tall. And the soles of the feets are covered in Mother of Pearl scroll work and pictures.
When you don't raise chickens to have no fat and 10-pound breasts, you get real chicken. And it is unreal. Sinfully delicious. Tender meat and crispy skin held together with a barely set layer of fat.
Look, this isn't even a tenth of the photos I took on this trip.
I'm tall (6'3") and large (we'll keep that sufficiently vague). Going here was worth spending almost 24 hours on a plane to see.
It was foreign in every good sense of the word.
Good news for you? Thai food in the US tastes exactly like Thai food in Thailand. So go get some.