Category Archives: food

by | 01/29/2011 · 1:41 pm

Taking it for granted

Allow me to get a little personal with you today. It’s been only a few months, but I feel like I know you already.

I could tell you a long and boring personal story, but I have been told it is far too long and boring to torture readers with on this blog. So I will tell you this: I am in the process of distributing my book. It has seen interest from everyone we’ve talked to, but I have to leave it at that because I’m superstitious and can’t take anything for granted until the ink on the forms is dry (although I can say all the paperwork for distribution at B2S is done! Yay!)

It’s a good book, one that a lot of people worked really hard on. It was a first time for all involved, and I am proud of the work we all did. The stalls are all excellent, and you should definitely try them out.

The problem: I left something out. Namely, this.

 

Bamee Asawin from Bamee Gua

I first went to Bamee Gua maybe 15 years ago. I was not yet Bangkok Glutton, and despaired in the lack of air conditioning, in the small portions, in the silent, elderly diners around us. Known by some as “Bamee Asawin” after their signature dish, Bamee  Gua is the very best type of egg noodle shop: clean and efficient, with enough confidence in the kitchen to offer a wide variety of noodle- and rice-based dishes.

But I turned my nose up at the bamee asawin, delicately flavored with bits of thang chai (pickled turnip) (35-45 baht). I ignored the buttery, silky e mee topped with strips of ham and chicken (100-160 baht, available only on Saturdays). I didn’t even see the delicious khao na gai (rice topped with chicken and gravy, 30-35 baht) or khao moo yang (grilled pork rice, 30 baht). I basically acted like my 9-year-old daughter now acts when we drag her to a street food stall. Like I was counting the minutes to Burger King.

Chicken and gravy rice with Chinese sausage

Since then, Bamee Gua’s e-mee has become a weekly habit, picked up every Saturday to reward myself after a punishing workout. I bow down to the excellence of their egg noodles (ranging from 35 baht for regular yentafo, or pink seafood noodles, to 55 baht for egg noodles with chicken, squid, pork, fish dumplings and fish meatballs). I acknowledge the buoyancy of their fish meatballs (40 baht with pork dumplings). Their minced pork-topped flat noodles, accompanied by a single raw egg yolk and accented with lots and lots of cumin (35 baht), are absolutely delicious.

My Saturday lunch

Are they in the book I just released? No. I know, I know. I know! I took them for granted. I plum forgot about them, writing about other places as I chomped down on their hammy ambrosia (to be fair to me — because we must always be fair to me — there is a whole bunch of awesome street food in this city, ESPECIALLY when it comes to egg noodles). I hope they don’t cut off all ties in retaliation, denying me the pleasure of my typical Saturday lunch. To make up for it, please allow me to say: Go here. Eat at this place. It tastes good.

Bamee Gua (full name: Bamee Gua, the originator of “Bamee Asawin”)

On Lang Suan, across from the Kasikornbank building

02-251-6020, 02-251-9448

Open Mondays-Saturdays 9.00-14.00

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by | 01/21/2011 · 11:32 am

I’m Toast

Toast: it's what's for dessert at Suan Luang market

Toast. What’s not to like? Or, more accurately: what’s not to dislike? I think that’s what ends up becoming the main rap against toast. A spineless blob of a person is a milquetoast. And something that’s effectively done, used up, ruined — it’s toast. As in, “you’re toast”. “They’re toast”. “This writing career that never started, it’s toast.” Not that I’m talking about myself, mind you. I’m doing swimmingly, thank you very much. My services are very much in demand. Now please excuse me as I edit these Tops Supermarket Recipe Cards (TM). Deadlines, I haz ’em!

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I’m done. You didn’t even notice I was gone, did you? That’s how amazing I am. Why the Wall Street Journal isn’t bashing down my door is beyond me. I can only imagine they are busy setting up the next sap who can be publicly pilloried for more page views on their website. I don’t see what the big deal is. I, too, was raised the stereotypically Asian way (no Bs allowed, no friends, no boyfriends) and look how great I turned out!

What was I talking about? There is no way to link “Tiger Mothers” to toast, is there? See what I did? I linked them anyway! I’m a genius. Or I am still drunk from last night. One of the two. I blame @pmetz and his delicious wine. You gotta watch out for those Luxembourgers.

But as I said, toast gets a bad rap. Toast can be good, clean fun. And although you look at a big piece of freshly grilled toast, slathered with salted butter and doused in the siren call of granulated sugar, and say “I can do that at home”, you don’t, do you? You sit down there on that stool at Suan Luang Market, at that stall with the cow face on it (because milk and toast are inextricably linked in the minds of Thai people), and stuff your face with that sweet, sweet oblivion. And you cry a little bit and churn over past regrets and wonder what Padma Lakshmi is doing, right at that very moment, and if she’s thinking of you, too.

Toast cubes and coconut cream dipping sauces

(Photos by @SpecialKRB)

Yes, toast wrecks your diet. It’s evil that way. It’s that undermining saboteur who poses as your friend, casually mentioning the very worst moments of your life in a crowded room, among polite company, making you want to shrivel up and die. But it’s SO SO good. And the best place to plunge into that sweet oblivion, for me, is on Dinso Road, part of that beautiful loop in Banglamphu that is my favoritest place in Bangkok. It’s called Mont Nom Sod (Fresh Milk Mont) and it doesn’t just offer toast with butter and sugar for 13 baht, but also toast with condensed milk, toast with orange jam, toast with coconut custard (two colors, orange and green), toast with chocolate, toast with creamy corn soup, toast with peanut butter, toast with creamy taro (Mondays only) and toast with creamy pumpkin (full moon days only), all for 20 baht.

 

Toast and drink at Mont Nom Sod

Mont Nom Sod

160/2-3 Dinso Road

02-224-1147

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by | 01/14/2011 · 7:44 am

Little mysteries

After what seems like a lifetime, I’m back at home, ignoring the wobbling towers of correspondence that have popped up, like furtive mushrooms, all over my house. I’m not ready to deal with Real Life just yet. So let’s procrastinate with a lil’ post before the chore monster intrudes once again!

Hongreeee

(Photo by Marijke Whitcraft)

You know you’re back when you’re at Emporium, minding your own business, and a Hitler-themed music video appears on the monitors, complete with faux-Fuhrer moustaches and synchronized “Sieg Heil” choreography. It’s by a Thai music band named (I’m not making this up) Slur, the song is called “Hitler”, and there’s a disclaimer in the beginning about how they don’t want to “offend anyone” with this video, but, uh, count me (and my ears) offended anyway, which is why I’m not linking to it. What’s next, dressing up as “Pol Pot and the Khmer Rouge Trio”? A dance routine in matching Idi Amin costumes? If you’ve done something really really bad and want to punish yourself, then by all means search for it on Youtube. It’s a mystery why people thought this video might be a good idea.

I’ve been busy pondering a lot of little mysteries lately. How can my body stubbornly cling onto its blubbery layer of flesh, regardless of the number of calories ingested? How do you make a lobster bisque using a coffee machine? Why does Winona Ryder go for Ethan Hawke in Reality Bites? Life is blooming with these puzzles, maybe because I’m on a huge Agatha Christie kick and have been reading one mystery after another (yet my Jonathan Safran Foer languishes unread. I go for the real quality stuff, I do).

But today I’m not in the mood to contemplate yet again the mysterious case of Bangkok Glutton and the Disappearing Ankles. I’ve got a new mystery to uncover, literally: What is in those intriguing lotus leaf-wrapped parcels sold streetside on Rama IV?

Lotus leaf-wrapped parcels, so mysterious!

Turns out it’s khao haw bai bua, or “lotus leaf rice” — wrapped in a convenient little package and steamed with gingko nuts, sliced pork, shiitake mushrooms, lotus seeds, Chinese sausage, dried shrimp and salted egg, a substantial hit of starchy flavor. There are two places along Rama IV (roughly across from the entrance to Sukhumvit Soi 22), a shophouse and a stand; the shophouse is the original and called “Khao Haw Bai Bua Lung Chu”.

The rice parcels are 35 baht each, and there are also Chinese-style steamed shrimp dumplings (kanom jeeb), 10 for 30 baht; flat stuffed rice noodles (guay thiew lod), 25 baht; and steamed white Chinese buns (salapao), 7 baht each or 3 for 20 baht. Atmosphere recalls a mix between an old-school Chinese restaurant and a nursing home, so I suggest calling in to take out.

What's inside

Khao Haw Bai Bua Lung Chu

2815 Rama IV Rd., 02-240-1812, 081-242-2533

Open: 8.00-24.00 daily

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