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Blah. I’m a bit angry at the blog right now. I found out I can’t install Analytics on the darn thing and it has me feeling a bit like I want to give it the cold shoulder. On the other hand, the food pictures are starting to pile up and the backlog needs some attention. I suppose that wins this time around. Although, this doesn’t mean I forgive you WordPress [insert a picture of me with my lips pursed and looking irritated].
I went to Bangkok last week for a few days for work. (I know, I’m such a jet setter. Not.) Our first meal in Bangkok was lunch at Terrace 61. I have no friggin’ clue where T61 is. It’s pretty far from the city center though as we were on the outskirts of Bangkok for the meeting we had pre-lunch. The Thai ladies did all of the ordering, obviously.
Dish 1 was the requisite tom yum.
It was mighty spicy and mighty red. It was good as tom yums go but I gotta admit that I’m a bit tired of tom yum and would not mind a Thai meal that was tom yum-less.
I had a super jam packed day yesterday which started in Tampines and ended in Chinatown to partake in the last night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Tatay had mentioned that he had eaten some awesome food in Chinatown back in the day when his ship made a stop in Singapore in the 70s. Imagine my happiness when we found Smith Street and got to do a little street eatin’ ourselves.
There must be a dozen Nikolas Tavernas in Santorini. Everyone’s name is Nikolas and they all like opening tavernas (and jewelry shops). We followed the guidebook and made our way to Fira to check THE Nikolas Taverna out. If the previous post was a +5 for the guidebook, this one was a -3 for the guidebook. It’s pretty easy to get to this place, it’s on the little windy streets in Fira covered with souvenir shops and honeymooning tourists.
The place is packed (probably due to the guidebook since the surrounding restaurants looked less poppin’) and the entire menu is in Greek. They don’t have a menu you can hold – it’s just posted above the door to the kitchen. One thing that is a plus about this place is the ‘experience.’ It’s run by a pair of older, grumpy Greek men who will recite the menu to you (looking fairly bored) and the delivery makes you feel like you’re really lucky to be allowed to eat there. Funniness that ensued while we where here:
- They said we looked young. Really young. Like 12. They were unsure of whether or not they should serve us the vino.
- They weren’t sure we spoke English. They asked Lizzie just to make sure.