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Mystery meat and noodles for lunch on a side road in Laos.  

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My only beef with the cheesecake at #BKK #bagels is that it’s a bit dry. Luckily the blueberry sauce helps plenty. (Taken with Instagram at bkk bagel bakery)

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Best bagels in #BKK, the coffee is grade A, plus they have Snapple and great tasting brownies and chocolate chip cookies. Their cheesecake is only a disappointing B-. Overall, a great place for a quick brunch.

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Grubbing down at the #Erawan Tea Room. An all-you-can-eat-a-la-carte restaurant in #Siam #BKK. Home-made pink lemonade included.

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One of my favorite breakfast meals that have had sparingly since relocating to Bangkok is the spinach omelet. Cheap spinach is not easy to find and the lack of cooking space makes the effort to find it even more cumbersome. End result, I'll order it whenever I see it, the problem is that I'm often disappointed with the fare, as in this case.

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A friend suggested I stop by Aroon Rai Restaurant, near the Thae Pae Gate in Chiang Mai, to have the best Khao Soi ever. I haven't tried this dish enough times to crown this the end-all-of-all Khao Sois but it was definitely the best one I've had so far. And the cheapest, only 40 Baht. The homemade ice-cream I had for dessert afterward left a lot to be desired tho.

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Mueslix & banana & yogurt & honey. The sweetness of the honey brings a perfect balance to the tartness of the fresh yogurt. I’m coming here for breakfast every day.

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Carrots & apples & ginger shake at ‘Juicy 4U’ in Chiang Mai. While the carrots definitely stood out, they did not overpower the apples and the ginger. I could taste each ingredient. First the carrots, then the apples and finally the spiciness of the ginger. Quite refreshing, overall.

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The rice that came along with my massaman curry is shaped like a teddy bear and about to be decapitated.

The massaman didn't look like much so I didn't snap a shot of it but ended up being very tasty.

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Khao pad mu krob, meaning, fried pork, fried rice. 30-40 Baht anywhere on the streets of BKK. Expect to pay 10-30 baht more at an air conditioned restaurant.

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I should know better than to go overboard with the brews but sometimes the karaoke is just too good and you lose track of what beer you're on. Besides the terrible headache, the worst part is losing the day. On the upside, I got to hit up BKK Burger for my first meal around 9pm. I decided on The Breakfast Bully. It seemed appropriate for the occasion.

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#friesmetothemoon #BKK (Photo by ruben_i)

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#KhaoTom #breakfast #BKK (Photo by ruben_i)

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After two years in Southeast Asia, I noticed that many of my tastes have changed. While piquance rules everything around me, I'm relegated to watered-down beer to put out the fires, which means I'm relegated to watered-down beer to quench my thirst. In turn, I've come to appreciate the subtle mildness of brews like Guinness, to which I used to be indifferent when all I drank were IPAs. Nowadays, I really fucking love it.

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I've tried and tried and stretched the limits of human manipulation of the google but I have not been able to find out what it is that I am holding in this picture. What I can tell you about it is that it is some sort of fried flat bread. It's crunchy, it's salty and tastes a lot like a pretzel. At the time, it was also nice and hot and kept my hands warm on a very cold morning.

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ramen noodle soup with a soda on the side

I love ramen noodle soup. After a few hours of walking around town in 2˚C weather, a steaming hot bowl of ramen was perfectly on point. I just was not expecting the bowl in which it came to be the size of my head.

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When I first moved to Bangkok, I had an almost daily early morning ritual (or afternoon and sometimes late-night) bowl of jok at the Chinese food stall right around the corner from where I stayed.

Two years later, I've finally found a spot in my new neighborhood that serves up jok, that measures up to that bowl I used to get when I lived way out in Rama 2.

To eat, add sliced ginger, chives, soy sauce, pepper, break the uncooked yolk and stir it about until the yellowish hue is somewhat even throughout. Proceed.