I know, it’s a hard question to answer. Everyone has his or her favorite egg noodle stand. One of mine is produced out of the back of a dilapidated red pick-up truck and is nicknamed “Bamee Slow” by regulars. Take a trip to the corner of Ekamai 19 and you will quickly find out why (it will be the only “quick” thing about this whole experience).
Despite the tortoise-like pace of its “kitchen”, Bamee Slow is packed every night, marked by a long queue of patrons with similarly long faces. Is it good enough to warrant a half-hour wait for a simple bowl of noodles? You be the judge.
Courtesy of pbinbkk