The three of us went to Terminal 21 yesterday - for a photo shoot, what else? Oh yeah, and to have some late lunch too.
Terminal 21 has a food court on the San Francisco Pier area (5th level). It sells most Thai street foods in a sterile mall environment.
kway chap (sp?) - roasted pork, offal, boiled egg, and sheet noodles in pork broth |
oyster orsuan - tiny oysters cooked in what feels like gawgaw mung bean sprouts and egg |
I forgot what this is called but it is essentially boiled and fried pork skin - think unpuffed, soft, and tender chicharon |
Mas madumi, mas masarap. That's not to say street food is dirty (really, now?) but I do think the flavors are more alive and robust when you eat it in the grottier places. There's more culture in it, too.
The saviors of this meal went unphotographed: the slushies. Momsie had a berry-banana blend, Popsie had two(!) glasses of ma muang (mango) shake, while I had a guava-grape tomato-strawberry-carrot and God Knows What Else shake. It was gooooooood!
Tomorrow is another day of hitting the streets with my baht in one hand, and a camera in the other.
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