Thailand

I took the title of this post from Gabriel García Márquez. That describes what I had been experiencing recently. And that was even before the elephants arrived. Here’s what happened. It had been raining for over a week, tropical rainy season kind of rain, a little more every day.

If you’re like me, this is the time of year when you’ve got more bananas and passion fruit than you know what to do with. I’ve been mixing 500 mL boxes of coconut milk with about 75 cm3 of chia seeds to make a pudding.

Last Sunday I started running in Phattalung as the sun came up at 6. Four hours and 27 minutes later I was back where I started, at the finish line of the Ultra Trail Thailand Phattalung 25 km.

There was a big competition at the bird club a couple blocks down my street this morning. I had walked out on a circuitous route to get some fried bananas, sticky rice, peppered pork, and planting pots.

I knew my preparations for the recent Krabi International Trail race were a little unconventional. But I had some hope that they would be effective. Naturally, when running at latitudes within 10° of the equator at elevations below 2,000 m, it is going to be hot.

When I signed up for the Krabi International Trail 2020, I expected there might be a lot of running through palm groves. I knew there would be some mountain trails too.

I never saw this one coming. This KFC Original Recipe surprised me. After the Chef’s Signature series and then the 25th anniversary flavor retrospective, I wasn’t expecting this KFC x Lays Thailand collaboration.

My spicy frog curry tasted especially good today as I reflected on the latest development in this tale. When I left off last time, I’d been wondering if spending a little more for the premium rat glue might be a good idea.

How was it that I came to be nearly 900 km away from home, at a grocery store near Bangkok, looking carefully at the rat glue? My view last week in a grocery store near Bangkok.

Lays Thailand continues to celebrate the flavors of the past 25 years. I’d had both of these before, but I don’t believe I wrote about them. There was the nam phrik phao flavor—something like an open flame chili paste in the translation.