Of the many excellent dishes of Thai cuisine's thousands of degustatory concoctions, one of my favorites is phad kra phao or fried basil leaves and hot chili peppers.
Typically served on rice with pork or chicken (but sometimes with shrimp or other seafood), you can also order it with a fried egg on the side, as the Thais often do.
There's also a version of the dish served with fried wide rice noodles, instead of the usual white rice, called phad khee mao (drunkard's noodles) which I've happily ordered instead.
When I began doing my annual revisits to Thailand in 2005 and 2006 one of my favorite pastimes was ordering this tasty and often spicy dish.
By the time of my last visit in 2007, my lust for phad kra phao had evolved into something of a quest to find the best of its kind in Thailand.
Without any real desire to find a definitive winner, however, I noticed after a time that I was ordering the dish at least once, sometimes twice, per day.
I ordered it from typical sit-down restaurants, from the smallest of street stalls, from air-conditioned food courts in shopping malls, from five-star hotel coffee shops, from fancy mountain resorts, from the humblest of village food shacks, from 20-30 baht menus (60 cents to 90 cents) to 300-400 baht menus ($9 to $12).
My friend Pik would often make it, and anytime I visited other friends at home there was a good chance phad kra phao would be on their own extensive, family-style meals as well.
Did I ever find the best one? I'm fairly certain I never had a bad one, with one remarkable exception.
In 1997 I was working the Phrae gig with the Banjoman Band. The venue was a typical restaurant/pub job (owned by the same owner of today's Tiger Kingdom in Chiangmai), and band members were entitled to one free rice dish per night.
The chef was aware that phad kra phao was one of my favorites, and he would ask me: "Dave kin phet dai mai?" ("Can you eat spicy?")
When I assured him that I could eat it spicy "baep Thai" (Thai style) it became something of a game for him to find my limit of phrik khee noo (hot chili peppers). Gradually his version of the dish became ever more spicy. After the meal he would smirk and ask me how it was: "Phet mai? Dave yang kin phet dai, reu?" ("Was it spicy? You can still eat spicy?") Always I would assure him: "Kin dai nae nawn! Arroi maak maak luhy" ("Of course I can eat spicy! It's very delicious")
One night, possibly in frustration at my unwillingness to blink, he went all out and just loaded up the dish with as much crushed chili pepper as he could manage. I forget now if I ordered it with pork, or chicken, or shrimp, or what, because it hardly matters: his creation was so spicy that it was virtually inedible. I went through the motions, but I conspicuously didn't clean my plate that evening.
As always, he was near the door as I was on my way home for the night, and he didn't waste time cornering me with: "Khuen-nee arroi mai? Dave yang kin phet dai, chai mai?" ("Was it good tonight? You can still eat spicy, right?") What a smartass!
Still, I refused to bend: "Arroi maak, kheun-nee man phet nit-noi tae arroi muean deum" ("Very tasty, tonight it was a little spicy but delicious all the same")
At this my culinary torturer roared with laughter as I walked out of the joint. I never ordered the dish from him again.
So did I ever find a "best" one? Who knows, but one occasion sticks out for me.
I recall that I ordered a standout version of the dish from a hole in the wall, outdoor-seated, food shack outside the so-called Fish Cave on the winding mountain road from Soppong to Mae Hong Son town.
If I remember correctly, the mae khrua (owner/chef) recommended the shrimp version, so I said okay. It absolutely blew me away with its flavor, subtle spicing, and overall naa-kin (extraordinarily delicious) quality.
How do I remember this occasion after having tried phad kra phao hundreds of times over 25 years?
Because on that day I said to myself:
"I think I might have found the best phad kra phao in Thailand!"
globetrotting former busker turned music teacher blogs about his meandering travels in new role as semi-competent tourist
Showing posts with label Tiger Kingdom. Show all posts
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Saturday, July 5, 2014
Friday, July 4, 2014
Highlights of Five Weeks in Thailand
1.) This year's "place that sticks" is without a doubt my former home-away-from-home Chiangmai, where I spent about three of my five weeks in Thailand. It was great simply to hang out there as an informed ex-resident, now tourist, and surprising some of my old friends along the way.
2.) Hanging out with Pik and Stefan and their kids.
3.) Seeing Peppo, my niece, after seven long years.
4.) Although I didn't seek out as much live music as I would have even 10 years ago, discovering the bands at Tiger Kingdom in Chiangmai was definitely a highlight of this trip. The younger generation of singers and musicians here is very impressive, and though their older mentors--some of them contemporaries and friends of mine--have obviously helped with their development, I can tell that older musicians in Thailand can also learn a lot from their younger sisters and bretheran.
5.) Revisiting Soppong Town, Bangma Pha District, Mae Hong Son Province.
6.) Visiting the old 16th century Ayutthaya City ruins.
7.) Playing fiddle tunes with Sharon and Mick and others at Finnegan's Pub in Bangkok.
8.) Best $12 hotel room: The Rest Bull Bed and Bar in Chiangmai had everything I needed: clean sheets and bathroom, hot shower, fridge, air conditioning, cable TV, free coffee and tea, and relative peace and quiet.
9.) Best $22 hotel room: a toss-up between the S1 Hostel in Bangkok's Soi Ngam Dupli--with most of the same amenities listed above, and Hanoi's Serenity Hotel--also with the same amenities plus an excellent, free American-style breakfast and a desktop with internet access in my room.
10.) Best coffee: Vietnam wins this by a large margin with its strong black coffee sweetened with condensed milk. Thailand tries very hard with its many small espresso machines and $1 lattes, but at heart it's still a Nescafe nation. On the rare occasions when I found kafe boran, the Thai version of Vietnamese coffee, I ordered it in anticipation of my return to Hanoi.
2.) Hanging out with Pik and Stefan and their kids.
3.) Seeing Peppo, my niece, after seven long years.
4.) Although I didn't seek out as much live music as I would have even 10 years ago, discovering the bands at Tiger Kingdom in Chiangmai was definitely a highlight of this trip. The younger generation of singers and musicians here is very impressive, and though their older mentors--some of them contemporaries and friends of mine--have obviously helped with their development, I can tell that older musicians in Thailand can also learn a lot from their younger sisters and bretheran.
5.) Revisiting Soppong Town, Bangma Pha District, Mae Hong Son Province.
6.) Visiting the old 16th century Ayutthaya City ruins.
7.) Playing fiddle tunes with Sharon and Mick and others at Finnegan's Pub in Bangkok.
8.) Best $12 hotel room: The Rest Bull Bed and Bar in Chiangmai had everything I needed: clean sheets and bathroom, hot shower, fridge, air conditioning, cable TV, free coffee and tea, and relative peace and quiet.
9.) Best $22 hotel room: a toss-up between the S1 Hostel in Bangkok's Soi Ngam Dupli--with most of the same amenities listed above, and Hanoi's Serenity Hotel--also with the same amenities plus an excellent, free American-style breakfast and a desktop with internet access in my room.
10.) Best coffee: Vietnam wins this by a large margin with its strong black coffee sweetened with condensed milk. Thailand tries very hard with its many small espresso machines and $1 lattes, but at heart it's still a Nescafe nation. On the rare occasions when I found kafe boran, the Thai version of Vietnamese coffee, I ordered it in anticipation of my return to Hanoi.
Friday, June 6, 2014
Phrae Boys at the Tiger Kingdom
Tuk and Pik both sent me to Tiger Kingdom in Town, part of the larger Tiger Kingdom franchise.
"You will find the Phrae boys there, " Tuk said.
The "Phrae boys"--from Phrae province--are some of the guys I used to play with in the Banjoman Band during the early 1990s.
Sure enough, I found A, another one of my oldest friends here, leading a group of much younger players which included a fantastic young female singer who sang with such energy and enthusiasm, I was completely mesmerized.
A didn't recognize me at first, but when he did it was all hugs and laughter.
A started out as a founding member of the old Chiangmai Beatles cover band at the Riverside and he became a much sought after bassist. Much more than a bassist, however, he can play just about any stringed instrument on the map. Over the years he followed his heart through many musical incarnations and traveled widely in Thailand, Laos, and Vietnam.
More recently he returned to Chiangmai to teach and help develop new local talent.
I was so impressed with his group, called Ba-leng Phlaeng, that I felt he's done much more than mentor the next generation. He's actually developing the music itself, bringing the Chiamngmai restaurant/pub music scene to a newer and exciting level.
Lek "Mandolin" was also nearby last night. Another crucial player in the Banjoman group, he's a thoughtful, quiet man who has facial features similar to the Native American. Like A, he was very surprised to see me. We talked about some of our mutual friends including Sakhorn "Mr Action" ("Wait a little bit, he'll be here soon," said Lek), Moo "Bass" (retired from his public school teaching job and now building and repairing guitars), Prasat (leader of Banjoman--still living in Phrae with his wife and now teenage son), and others.
Perhaps the most joyful encounter for me was with Sakhorn--Mr Action himself--whose jaw seemingly dropped to floor when he saw me there. Hugs! In Thailand! Where they really don't do that sort of thing!
He and I had a chance to chat for about half an hour. He was the oldest player in Banjoman (about eight years older than me), and he really looked great and seemed to be doing well. His job last night was to play and sing solo the last set of the night before curfew.
Everywhere in Chiangmai I've been so far owners/proprietors are complaining about the slow, low season and the bad effect of the military's curfew on business.
But Tiger Kingdom was nearly full of customers enjoying fine food and drink and exciting new music, and I was happy to be part of that crowd.
"You will find the Phrae boys there, " Tuk said.
The "Phrae boys"--from Phrae province--are some of the guys I used to play with in the Banjoman Band during the early 1990s.
Sure enough, I found A, another one of my oldest friends here, leading a group of much younger players which included a fantastic young female singer who sang with such energy and enthusiasm, I was completely mesmerized.
A didn't recognize me at first, but when he did it was all hugs and laughter.
A started out as a founding member of the old Chiangmai Beatles cover band at the Riverside and he became a much sought after bassist. Much more than a bassist, however, he can play just about any stringed instrument on the map. Over the years he followed his heart through many musical incarnations and traveled widely in Thailand, Laos, and Vietnam.
More recently he returned to Chiangmai to teach and help develop new local talent.
I was so impressed with his group, called Ba-leng Phlaeng, that I felt he's done much more than mentor the next generation. He's actually developing the music itself, bringing the Chiamngmai restaurant/pub music scene to a newer and exciting level.
Lek "Mandolin" was also nearby last night. Another crucial player in the Banjoman group, he's a thoughtful, quiet man who has facial features similar to the Native American. Like A, he was very surprised to see me. We talked about some of our mutual friends including Sakhorn "Mr Action" ("Wait a little bit, he'll be here soon," said Lek), Moo "Bass" (retired from his public school teaching job and now building and repairing guitars), Prasat (leader of Banjoman--still living in Phrae with his wife and now teenage son), and others.
Perhaps the most joyful encounter for me was with Sakhorn--Mr Action himself--whose jaw seemingly dropped to floor when he saw me there. Hugs! In Thailand! Where they really don't do that sort of thing!
He and I had a chance to chat for about half an hour. He was the oldest player in Banjoman (about eight years older than me), and he really looked great and seemed to be doing well. His job last night was to play and sing solo the last set of the night before curfew.
Everywhere in Chiangmai I've been so far owners/proprietors are complaining about the slow, low season and the bad effect of the military's curfew on business.
But Tiger Kingdom was nearly full of customers enjoying fine food and drink and exciting new music, and I was happy to be part of that crowd.
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