And where the Hell have you been?
Iāve been here and there, eating this and that, all the while wondering if I can ever truly quit Bangkok. This magical city is both a lure and a curse. It seduces you with its non-stop deliciousness and dooms you to a comparative food fever wherein other cities invariably fall short. A kick-ass job opportunity in H____ you say? But where will I get my som tum poo mah fix?
Case in point: the deceptively simple son-in-law egg so named for its resemblance to golden orbs of luck, or in the racier version, its anatomical twin, said son-in-lawsā ahem...assets.
As if its name wasnāt enough, youāll want to try these because they are they single best egg dish ever devised. Itās as if David Changās fabled 6-minute egg became impatient, stumbled into a fry pan of shallow oil, dried itself off, and settled into a sweet bath of crispy shallots, tamarind, fish sauce and chili.
Available anywhere and everywhere.