Good Morning Everyone!
Coming to you live from the Phaya Thai district in central Bangkok where everyone has something to tell but not everyone wants to tell it. Ah, and that is what makes a secret so much fun. Some people have to know it, they have to find out what other people are hiding; they have to find like that last apple in a bushel of oranges. But is a secret still a secret when that secret is said? Of course it is, it just so happens that the secret is known to another, who now has the power to play with your emotions. And everyone enjoys a little play. So there we sat, in our usual seat, my “flowery, floating, itsy bitsy spider-disliking” friend (whose nickname changes from week to week except for one moniker that remains the same on another site…here, on oflittleimportance, this good friend will be called Tangerine) and I at our usual Friday night dining spot. As always the company is one of pure delight and our discussion was that of a secretive nature. With entertaining company and lively banter, tonight we dined Thai: a 3-course dinner.
This is our secret
Do you promise to keep it
Keep it
Don’t tell anyone, anybody, anyone
That I love you
Don’t tell anyone anybody anyone at all
Phayathai Restaurant735 Hawkins Avenue
Lake Ronkonkoma, NY 11779
www.phayathai-li.com
Several deals were made upon several handshakes: the key agreement, one picture for one piece of paper. Both items seemingly more innocent than the other. Yet, both with the having the ability to create ridicule, mock, badger and ribbing. Sometimes a sacrifice has to be made in order to get what you want. It’s fine to have regret, but in the end, we have to be comfortable with the choice that we made. Hesitant at first, the choice was made. The deal was done…we dined.
1st course: Fried Tofu and Chicken Wings
If there is one thing that can be learned from cooking food, it’s that frying makes good things taste better. Imagine taking a dull and bland block of tofu, cutting it into triangular pieces and then having them dance in a vat of oil. What seemed dull and bland has now become lively and well, still a little bland. But served with peanut sauce…it’s alright. As with other nights, the triangles were spread and some wings flew: we shared.
Entrées:
Tangerine: Curry Noodle Soup with Chicken
Dined once before, another attempt at a curry soup made with crispy egg noodle, bean curd, bean sprout and red onion all in a spicy coconut milk curry. Though extra noodles were given (thinking that maybe she needed to eat more…a healthy appetite is a good one), they were not partaken, as once again capacity and enjoyment were reached.
My Entrée: Yellow Curry with Chicken
Similar to the above dish, but contains potato and does not contain noodles. In place of said noodles is Roti served with a cucumber sauce: buttery, flaky and a bit of tangy and sweet (almost like someone that I know…minus the buttery and sweet part…well, maybe, but definitely flaky and tangy). Combining the flavors can be so much fun.
Tangerine’s Dessert: Fried Green Tea Ice Cream
No sharing this time, as dessert became more of a private affair. Though private, she brought the heat. A ball of flame with a frozen inside. Usually a vivid affair between hot and cold, sweet and fried, green tea and fried dough made for an interesting mix: one almost regretted, but still liked.
My Dessert: Coconut Ice Cream with Sticky Rice
Why change? But change can be exciting. Change can be good. But at the moment I am happy with the skin that I’m in, so no change made tonight.
U’re my little secret, my private joy
I could never let another play with my toy
U’re my little angel from heaven above
Oh oh, oh oh oh oh, I think I’m falling in love
And I ain’t gonna tell nobody nobody ’bout my little pretty toy
All the other kids would love 2 love U but U’re my little private joy
My private joy
U’re my private joy
As always, we sat, restaurant empty minus the family. Questions were asked, and repeatedly answered. Deals were made and some secrets were kept. But such changed as the night progressed into the following day. In such progression, a time well spent with an always enjoyable dinner and a pleasant company with intent to be kept…Last night we dined Thai.
…Until next time! Farewell and fare well.