If we work for these Thais, I’ll get a bit of cash to send Shayna up to Hanmer for some rehab. Man she needs help. Jadey puts tonnes of effort into not smoking or drinking, and here’s Shayna, undoing everything.
The staff in the kitchen, watching Jadey from their stainless-steel fortress, are a bunch of prettyboys, some tall with shaven heads, others small with spiky hair and earrings. They lurk all silent and send dishes out to keep me from coming near. The trick works. Jadey’s jaws are like a steel trap. Little fried bits of chicken fall in and they can’t escape, hinininin.
hininininFirst dish they send to Jadey’s table is this one called Yam khamin khao kung. I like the Thailandy words, and I like the food even better than the language. Yam khamin khao kung’s got crispy prawns and hun
