This little restaurant is right up the road from my bungalow. There's a little family that runs it~ of course. There's an older couple, their daughters, and a little boy who looks to be about five. They run a little convenience grocery store that is adjoined to the restaurant. Like most restaurants here, they specialize in renting motorbikes.
The older gentleman of the family, I'll call him Grandpa Ladda, does all the cooking. He wears his blue slippers, has grey hair with a little bald spot on the top of his head, and spectacle like looking glasses. He wears shirts that I'd like to classify as "Hawaiian" but "Tropical" will suffice.
I've noticed that everything the Thai's make takes about five minutes to prepare. I also notice that the people working in these restaurants generally seem to chill until someone orders something. They then pop up and and cook for about three to fives minutes and wham bam!!-------> amazing food! A delicate mix of sweet, tangy, spicy. Decorative cucumber always adorns your plate. I have not had a bad meal here on this island. Probably because the restaurants here are all family run with grandma and grandpa in the back throwin' it down like they have for the past forty years.
Grandpa Ladda is by far the best. Perfectly spiced, perfectly seasoned, never bland. Every order, every dish seems to bore the hell out of him, but man, he knows how to cook.
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