I desperately miss Thailand. It may have been the company, or the memories that arose from doing CAS (creativity, action and service) hours with my IB classmates, but food was definitely a distinct portion of the trips I made to Krabi and Chiang Mai in my IB years. So every time I have Thai food, my mind is inundated with a flood of these memories - memories that lace my meal with sheer joy interwoven with pangs of nostalgia.
We went to Thai Pacific on a night after we'd taken a Segway tour (don't judge me - it was mum's idea) around Paris. It had been freezing that night and we'd been standing on the Segway for 3 or 4 hours straight, so Thai Pacific came as a warm relief amidst the harsh, biting winds of Paris. It turned out to be surprisingly good; so good in fact, that we came back a second time just before we left, and this time I brought my camera along with me.
|my favourite: tom yum soup |
|Tamarind prawns - half eaten because I took this photo too late|
110 Boulevard Grenelle,
75015 Paris, France