
I took this photo in an open area of my university in January, but it feels so long ago… It’s hot season now. The temp yesterday got up to 41C, and it was miserable being outside. Today it’s supposed to rain and it feels a bit cooler.
Raising a family in Thailand // Documenting Issan food, culture, music, and people
I took this photo in an open area of my university in January, but it feels so long ago… It’s hot season now. The temp yesterday got up to 41C, and it was miserable being outside. Today it’s supposed to rain and it feels a bit cooler.
“Potak” apparently means “shipwreck,” although I haven’t confirmed it beyond a Google search.*
This may be considered a variant of Tom Yum Goong, although it really depends on who’s making it. Some online recipes describe it as Tom Yum soup with nam phrik pao (roasted chili paste) added, but every version I’ve had has been much more than that – some are more sour, some have a pinkish stock, some are clear, and some, as above, are packed with herbs. Either way, when we find versions we like, they are usually superior to Tom Yum Goong (which also comes in many versions, the most popular overseas version being the creamy style with coconut milk). Just looking at this photo makes my mouth water with anticipated sour garlic spice explosions – we will visit this place (near Nam’s uni) again, soon.
*Update: After some more research, the “Po” in “potak” refers to a fishing pontoon used in the south of Thailand. “Tak” means “break.” So this word compound refers to when a pontoon breaks off (e.g. during a storm) and floats away. My best guess as to a specific kind of pontoon (there are many, including floating docks and piers) is described by this page as a “bamboo stake trap” set in shallow or deep water. I will archive some photos from that page and others here:
I need to go check these out in person sometime, they look fascinating.
When we built our house in Thailand 17 years ago, we had a Japanese-style name plate carved in granite. When we were thinking of selling our house and moving back to the states last year after the floods, we painted it it over and put an artsy plastic address number over it. Then, when we decided not to move back after all, I eventually scraped all the paint off it… No harm, no foul, I guess.
These particular fields (next to a needle shop and art village) have lain fallow for so long, I’m not sure if there’s actually any rice left.
The neighborhood was lit up. Taken in front of our house.
If you know, you know.
Seeing this made me want to watch True Detective S1 again.
True Detective set in rural Thailand would have the perfect atmosphere.
And for some reason, in most of Asia, the common word for spigot seems to be, “cock.”
I found this beauty at one of my go-to breakfast places in town – it doesn’t serve breakfast food specifically, but it’s open from early, so you can eat whatever they make from the early morning all day. I usually order several bags of curry, stir fries, soups, and desserts to take home. But hey, I got all excited talking about food, and this is a car post.
This is an original or reproduction Celica 2000 GT liftback, reminiscent of a mini ‘Stang from the same era. It might have the legendary 18RG engine in it. I’m still heartsick about what to do with the Crown (it’s been sitting in the back lot of a nearby body shop since it got flooded), so I didn’t want to stick around and wait for the owner to ask questions. But damn, it was pretty. I generally like my cars black, black, and black, but this color really suits this car. If I found one in crustier condition, I would wide body it and immediately change the wing mirrors…
Pork fried rice – in its purest form, but I can’t remember how this one actually tasted. I never order fried rice outside, but Mina loves it. I prefer making it at home, unless it’s really good. I think this one was at my friend’s cafĂ© out on the Maha Sarakham ring road; the food is pretty good there.
Well, the forest behind the English Program building at my uni, anyway.