I raced down the Skytrain’s steps as I saw the red bus pull up with number 47 emblazoned at the top. I gasped as I made it right as the driver squeaked open the doors.
I raced down the Skytrain’s steps as I saw the red bus pull up with number 47 emblazoned at the top. I gasped as I made it right as the driver squeaked open the doors.
You gaze at the traditional wooden banana boats with bright red, blue, and yellow flags tied to their bows, happily bobbing in the turquoise Andaman Sea. The white sand you are walking on is so fine it doesn’t even stick to your feet, but falls off like dust the moment your barefoot lifts off the ground.
“Hey! We are getting Thai tonight, but I always order the same thing, Pineapple Fried Rice. I want to try something else, but don’t know what’s good. What should I order??” One of my dearest old friends texted me the other day.
“A Thai-style roasted turkey? That sounds like a turkey I’d actually want to eat on Thanksgiving!” my friend replied after I told her I was going to make a Thai roasted turkey this year for Thanksgiving.
Thai Hubby and I both zoomed back in time yesterday. Our first bite of rad na, aka lad nah, aka wide rice noodles with gravy, pork and Chinese broccoli was our Delorean that took us there. Continue Reading
Thai Basil is on the left and Holy Basil is on the right.
Last summer, my Thai Hubby and I and our kids walked into a small stall at our local farmer’s market that was packed with any herb seedlings you could imagine that you could grow at home.
We were meandering around, enjoying the warm summer mountain air as our four kids slurped melting watermelon popsicles from a nearby stand, when all of the sudden, my Thai Hubby said, “Look!!” and pointed at a plant with a small handwritten sign that said, “Thai Holy Basil”.
We were wandering the many aisles at Costco, where many happy food stories start. My Thai Hubby had found a bag of mini rainbow peppers, and on the bag was a bright, colorful picture of them being stuffed with yummy goodies. We looked at the adorable mini stuffed peppers, and had a light bulb moment! “Let’s make a Thai version of a stuffed pepper!”
My Thai Hubby’s grandma put two silver baht coins in his small caramel colored hand before he walked out the door.
He held them tight as he ambled down the dusty path with huge, yellow-green banana leaves occasionally brushing his skinny legs. Sweat beaded on his brow as he wished yet again that he lived somewhere cold. Continue Reading
A summer day for us means tubing in the refreshing New River, hiking to take in the mountain views on the Blue Ridge Parkway or swimming in in the pool with a backdrop of the picturesque mountains.
But after a day full of summer fun, do you always feel like the warm sun put a snuggly blanket on you, and all you want to do is curl up somewhere cool and fall asleep? The last thing you want to do is go behind the stove and cook something that takes any effort or is hot.
