Thai Malai dinner

I told E (excitedly) that I had seen a "Thai Malay" restaurant while on the tram coming back into town from Germany this afternoon. We decided to check it out for dinner as we had nothing on this evening and both fancied some Malay food (yummy yeah yeah).

I was jumping with joy and ran through the possible dish options we could sample (rendang!). E was happy to join the game (rendang!).

Finding the restaurant was however a little tricky because I had to recall where I saw it from the tram and was unfamiliar with the area. But we succeeded and was rewarded with a tropical looking dining room filled with orchids, elephant figurines and pictures of the Thai king. The room smelled of jasmine (oil burners, I later discovered) and the waitress (a delicate Thai) greeted us in a traditional dress with a bow and soft sawadika. E went to the gents while I smiled knowingly at her and gleefully grabbed the menu. "We are from the same place sista" thought I. "Bring on the rendang already!"

First page read "welcome to Thai-Malai restaurant.... "Malai" in Thai has nothing to do with Malaysia, the country or the kitchen - it means a garland of flowers".

We had some white rice, Tom yum goong, special thai beef curry and according to E "all the Malai dishes he could find"

Comments

[rara]

I love reading your stories and am glad you are blogging again.

[Nina]

Oui, dito Gins! Moi aussi. Please continue to write! biz.