So, I tried the cutest little Thai restaurant today. It was this really tiny place in the 3rd district not far from me – we went there on a whim, something that I cannot recommend! There were only four tables in the restaurant, and they were all reserved for the night. Apparently, it’s just the couple that works there, no one else to help cook, serve, cash up or clean. Thus, when people walked in from the street like we did, they were a bit overwhelmed. The general rule is to order takeaway one hour in advance, and make sure to book a table if you wanna eat there. However, we were lucky, got a table and ordered Pad Thai. Ok, a really standard meal, but it’s usually pretty good. But oh my gawd was the food good! The Pad Thai had this strange essence to it, that could possibly be fermented lemon (a wild guess), or some other kind of juicyness in the heart of its soul that my untrained palate could not place, but definitely loved! I swore to myself that I will definitely come back here.
Apart from having only four tables, there were also some rules for how to behave in the restaurant. We were told off because we were quite enthusiastically babbling away, but it says so clearly on the table that one should not talk loudly, not show affection openly (it’s a traditional Thai restaurant) and no children under 14 are allowed due to the open kitchen. Well, with food like that, it’s no wonder that the people don’t mind adhering to somewhat draconic restrictions. 🙂