Eating remains one of most favorite activities here. Many of our familiar stalls have sifted into flourescent lit mimi malls, taking away the flare of smoking woks. To sasitate my taste buds, I venture to markets still boasting the traditional steaming pots of jok and Thai coffee. Of course I can always find

Sometimes I get jok for breakfast (a wonderful rice porriage with an egg broken into it and pork meatballs topped with slivers of ginger, chopped scallion, nam som (vinegar) and nam plaa (fish sauce and chili.

I realized that for many years I passed by the magificant wats that hide behide white washed walls. the bill boards and vendors tend to draw one away fromthe spiritual essence of the Thai Buddhist culture. Stepping into the serene compounds I feel the smog lift. Saffroned robed monks sweep past on their way to a meditation hall. Time stops for just a minute.


Currently nestled in a plush cushioned arm chair, clanging coffie cups and the jingle of spoons mix with the rumbling traffic outside. Not only does this place offer excellent oatmeal cookies, and strong jo, but the toliets are clean, are sit down and always have TP. thanks for joinng me!
With many smiles and a just as many hugs-ciao- .b
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