If it wasn’t for the chicken pox I am currently suffering from and if I wasn’t the well meaning philanthropist that I am, it being a Sunday, I would’ve made my way to Ego Thai, infecting all the hordes of hungry connoisseurs of Thai food present there tonight with my delicate bout of the pox.
But if I have little access to the outside world, it by no means stops me from reminiscing about the oriental smells that one is greeted with, each time you decide to step into Ego Thai. The entire restaurant is in a way, like a bit of an experience, including the darned boat that hangs high from the ceiling, holding a cascading bouquet of flowers, only that I always think it is biding its time before it recognizes the head it is karmically designed to fall upon.
But really, other than the boat, there are other memorabilia, which add to the ambience, and more so the books strewn across the first floor on shelves of different sizes, they just add a hint of an extra bit of pleasure; reading and eating, its much like sex, drugs and rock and roll, all rolled into one.
About the food, I am sucker for their fantastic Iced tea with either cucumber or cinnamon, both making for the ideal refresher. And that is just the perfect mild seduction to prepare one for the wonderful noodle soup, Tom Kha Kai, and the green and red curries. It is simply put-decadent.
It’s for times like these that I refer to my newfound Chinese diet – put all the food you want to eat on your plate, but eat with just one chopstick. Try it. It works!
But if I have little access to the outside world, it by no means stops me from reminiscing about the oriental smells that one is greeted with, each time you decide to step into Ego Thai. The entire restaurant is in a way, like a bit of an experience, including the darned boat that hangs high from the ceiling, holding a cascading bouquet of flowers, only that I always think it is biding its time before it recognizes the head it is karmically designed to fall upon.
But really, other than the boat, there are other memorabilia, which add to the ambience, and more so the books strewn across the first floor on shelves of different sizes, they just add a hint of an extra bit of pleasure; reading and eating, its much like sex, drugs and rock and roll, all rolled into one.
About the food, I am sucker for their fantastic Iced tea with either cucumber or cinnamon, both making for the ideal refresher. And that is just the perfect mild seduction to prepare one for the wonderful noodle soup, Tom Kha Kai, and the green and red curries. It is simply put-decadent.
It’s for times like these that I refer to my newfound Chinese diet – put all the food you want to eat on your plate, but eat with just one chopstick. Try it. It works!
