I know I didn’t really write much about the food In Thaliand. O and I went to Phuket about 6 weeks ago. It was a short one-week laze-by-the-pool cocktail-drinking holiday. We didn’t get very far off the beaten track so the food was fairly touristy and not fantastic, but that was ok. O and I put in some serious hours at the swim-up bar at the resort, and spent a week zipping around a tropical paradise on a tiny motorbike that made me feel like a mosquito.
O and I stumbled upon this market. It wasn’t a tourist market, it was a market for locals, full of practical things like egg whisks and underwear rather than fake Rolexes and Prada knock-offs. They also had an unbelievable selection of curries that I snapped a pic of. Unfortunately I had just eaten an enormous meal and was so stuffed I couldn’t eat a bite. (But I did manage to squeeze in a mini spiced chicken leg.)
On our way home we had an afternoon’s stopover in KL. Here’s our goodbye Asia meal of claypot chicken and rice we had after an intense afternoon of shopping, near Petaling St in KL’s Chinatown.