I recently learned the following Thai proverb:
เข้าเมืองตาหลิ่ว ต้องหลิ่วตาตาม (khao mueng tar-lew, tong lew-tar tarm)
It literally means: “When in the city of the slanted-eyed, squint your eyes”
I figured “when seeking out food in Portland, eat where the Portlanders eat,” and I think that Pok Pok (specializing in the Northern/Northeastern Isan-style cuisine of Thailand) fit that bill. It was busy, exciting, hip-but-not-too-hip, and it didn't hurt that there was more than one attractive waiter flitting about.
Thus, after a very long drive, Huntington and I hunkered down for a selection of Northern Thai victuals. Forgive the photo quality — I still need to master the art of low-light photography with this new digital thigamajig.
A tamarind whiskey sour cocktail:
Kai Yaang (charcoal roasted game hen stuffed with lemongrass, garlic, pepper and cilantro) and Khao Man Som Tam (green papaya salad):
Hoi Thawt (foreground; crispy broken crepe with steamed Prince Edward Island mussels, eggs, garlic chives and bean sprouts) and Kaeng Hung Leh (classic Northern Thai sweet pork belly and pork shoulder curry with ginger, palm sugar, tamarind, turmeric, Burmese curry powder and pickled garlic):
Dessert: Pok Pok Affogato (condensed milk ice cream drowned in a shot of Vietnamese coffee, served with a Chinese fried donut)
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4 comments:
Helpful tip: Picasa is your friend. Flash is your enemy (unless you're left with very little options).
Pix look fine.
Tamarind whiskey sours? Does this lead to the famed "What happened in Stumptown stays in Stumptown" incident? I was hoping we'd get to see the shots of you dancing with a lampshade or your underwear on your head. Though I want to see that strictly due to anthropological intentions, mind you.
ldb: Dancing with a lampshade or underwear on my head? Those actually sound marginally fun. However, if anything scandalous were recorded, it would have been more instructive in the field of gastroenterology than anthropology.
Or possibly cartography: how does one get to Sandy Boulevard?
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