Heck yeah--why don't we have cocktail cars in Portland? (Note the flat screen.)
Becca was nice enough to offer her feet for the fishies' dinner.
Hey Mr. Crab! What are you doing in my salad! ("Avenging my death by making sure your lips bleed from spice explosion.")
She's not so sure about this one.
Best (and cheapest) food in Bangkok: a little spot we found that goes by the name of "Laundry Service: 1kg 25". They eliminate the confusion often associated with ordering food by having pictures of the 1000 dishes they serve, including, like, every sandwich ever--all with bacon.
I went for the squid. Becca's not so into it. I guess because it still looks like a squid when you're eating it.
Thai babies (with their creepy old man faces) don't give a shit 'bout nothin'. Another awesome thing to have staring at you when eating.
We're here for 3 days and someone is already craving pizza. We hardly ever eat pizza at home! (seafood pizza)
Washing down her pizza with a martini--a martini that has orange juice and a cherry.
We discovered a tasty (and spicy) Thai breakfast: rice soup.
However it is difficult to eat when this man is watching you.
Street food: The blue fried puffs are not blueberry flavored. (Uh, I don't actually know what flavor it is--blue? The green ones were easily discernible however: hot chili)
Honey-lime frappe and Thai iced tea...and Becca's new washcloth.
This one's for you mother! Sweet bean paste filled sesame puff--just like at Sushi Land!
Sweet and sour vegetables and papaya salad. Warning: despite it's main ingredient, papaya salad is one that will instantly melt your face off.
Thai kitties gotsta eat too!
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