Last night Matt and I went to a seafood restaurant that had been recommended to us... and we accidentally ate the absolute spiciest meal of our entire lives. Oh man. I was suffering. We ordered things that sounded delicious and harmless: papaya salad (which we expected to be spicy), fried rice (which was fine), grilled fish in tom yum sauce (delicious, and only semi-spicy) and curried fish soup with bamboo shoots (HOLY MOLY. God Bless America, this thing was daaaang spicy. I'm not kidding, even my mom would have been sweating.) Unfortunately, I made the mistake of eating the soup first, and then proceeded to hiccup, sweat, sniffle, and hold back tears for the next 15 minutes as my lips burned and I fumbled around for anything that would mitigate the inferno in my mouth. At one point I think Matt was even blotting the inside of his lips with napkins. (Don't think that was too successful.)
We paid as fast as possible, ran out of their and straight into the first dairy haven we could find... mmm gelato. A life saver.
Needless to say, this meal didn't leave us feeling too great the next day either... just as I was starting to convince myself that we certainly wouldn't need all that pepto bismol we brought because we were "practically locals" as it has been 4 weeks and we haven't gotten sick once yet... guess you should never get too cocky. Lesson learned. You win this round, Bangkok.
On a completely unrelated note... Kate and are I currently sitting in investments class, enjoying delicious Thai snacks - an afternoon ritual. (Don't worry, Dad. We learn finance too... sometimes.) Typically pocky is on the menu... either chocolate covered or the "roast" flavor (which I think is supposed to be "toast" because the front pictures a loaf of bread... and tastes nothing like meat.) Today, however, we are enjoying some "Koala's March". Tiny little koala bears with melty chocolate in their belly's. Wonderful. Thank you, 7Eleven.
We just discovered that the surface (which I'm typing on because my laptop is completely busted... very sad.) has a camera on it. So we felt the need to document.
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