Alas, even though Chiang Mai is the home of khao soi, that doesn’t mean that every bowl is going to be great.
Case in point: Khao Soi Islam Restaurant. It’s a well known place, but the khao soi they’re serving is fairly middling.
Alas, even though Chiang Mai is the home of khao soi, that doesn’t mean that every bowl is going to be great.
Case in point: Khao Soi Islam Restaurant. It’s a well known place, but the khao soi they’re serving is fairly middling.
The roast chicken at SP Chicken is one of those dishes that’s so simple, and yet so crammed with satisfying flavours, that it almost feels like a magic trick. Despite having had roast chicken literally hundreds if not thousands of times over the years, the chicken here still manages to surprise and delight.
There’s absolutely no doubt about it: khao soi is the ultimate Chiang Mai food. Places that serve it are everywhere, and it’s not even a debate — if you can only eat one meal in this city, it’s gotta be khao soi.
I take back everything I just said about the food in Yogyakarta not being that great. Lesehan Gudeg Kayu was more than delicious enough to make up for any number of mediocre meals. It was ridiculously good.
I’m not having great food luck in Yogyakarta — though I’ve had some delicious stuff here, for the most part the food has been just okay.
This is going to be a shorter post, because the meal I had at Ayam Goreng Spesial Lombok Idjo was fine — it was perfectly tasty — but nothing about it particularly stood out.
Ayam Geprek is one of those dishes where the gulf between how it looks and how it tastes could not possibly be wider.
It looks absolutely bizarre and completely unappetizing — just a brown melange of chicken scraps and rice. But it tastes outstanding.
I had a couple of hours to kill in the Jakarta airport during a layover, and I figured I’d get a bite to eat. There were a few interesting looking places, but the soups at A Fung Baso Sapi Alsi caught my eye.
I kinda felt like having chicken rice for my last meal in Malaysia, but I wasn’t particularly keen on walking in the sweltering heat to a restaurant that probably would have been closed thanks to Chinese New Year.
Chinese New Year threw a huge monkey wrench into my Penang plans; something like 75 percent of the restaurants I tried to go to turned out to be closed.
But in the case of Tong Lek 8 Cafe, I’m not even mad. I randomly found it after the place I wanted to go to turned out to be closed; I’m so glad I got to try out their amazing food.