Sometimes you get lucky. Not in Thailand though. Luck has nothing to do with it. It's all about karma (cause and effect) and merit (which you get provided you don't enjoy killing mosquito's too much and give to the poor and generally do the right thing). I don't know what I've done right. But it must have really been something. Because somehow we just happen to work and live very close to the best chicken shop in the world. That's right: the best in the world. It's roasted by the roadside on a stick until absolutely perfect, with a slight but ever so delightful hint of asphalt. *wipes keyboard clean of saliva* To top it all off the chicken comes with a fine tamarind based dipping sauce adding a nice spicy twang. *wipes keyboard clean of saliva again* Now I can hear you think: what about the poor chicken and the tamarind and stuff. Two possible answers: 1) They had it coming. 2) It will back fire completely and I'll probably be roasted to a crisp in a next life. Delicious...
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