Raising a family in Thailand // Documenting Issan food, culture, music, and people
Made from the tip of some mysterious plant which I’m too lazy to Google at the moment, the wai in gang wai is both seasonal and local, so it would probably sell out at Whole Foods back home. This particular iteration also contains white ants. It is one of the best bowls I have ever eaten. Coincidence? I think not. Insects make everything better, people (you eat parts of them every day anyway).
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So my wife left for Japan for two weeks yesterday, and shit got immediately real. On top of single parenting, working, and doing homework for Masters class, I was somewhat unhappy to find that a feral cat had given birth behind our outside AC unit.
It looked like a litter of 3, but I’ve now confirmed 4. I guess the only thing that made me really happy about this (besides inherent kitty cuteness, which does not work on me so much right now because cuteness implies children, and I have my own brood to take care of right now, thank you) was that mommy cat moved them into a box of old stuff, and they slept in a Boba Fett mask last night.
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At Ruen Thong restaurant, Maha Sarakham.
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Which hack is Mad Maxier?
A. This tortoise shell guitar found at an obscure ya-dong bar in Roi Et:
or
B. My old dirt-thrasher Tena (the urusai-est Honda Tena in the world)
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This review of Wilson Silver Color Mist (apparently used as the chrome inhalant in the movie) made me bust a gut.
It appeared to signal the end of a long class at my part-time gig in Roi Et, so I excused the students and drove home in the rain.
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Fail to heed his warnings and pay the price.
I got ambitious cooking one of my favorite restarant foods last week. Just to go over the top, I tried it with pork belly and these groovy new green dyed century eggs, which I first deep fried in tempura batter.
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Someone is very disturbed by creatures pissing on their walls.
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During the Songkran water festival, a fire truck came around to refill its tanks at the pond in front of our house. The trucks normally spend the duration of the festivities driving along the main strips downtown and basically enjoying being the kings of the country-wide watertfight. On this day, however, a huge fire broke out within a mile of our house and this truck was not at all ready to do its job… The next day we saw another fire truck spraying people during the waterfights, so obviously, Songkran is the worst time of year to have a fire in Thailand.
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