Once upon a time there was a city called Bangkok that stood proudly above the water.
In this city, vendors roamed the streets and set up impromptu kitchens, luring locals and passers by with tantalising smells and sights that set the mouth watering like Pavlov's doggy bell.
These some images of Bangkok street food from 2 months before the huge flood when I visited in November 2011
In those olden days you could walk through Bangkok. You didn't need a canoe.
You could buy all manner of drinks, and not just bottled water at highway robbery margins.
All black humour aside, I have yet to find anywhere with Bangkok's scope and depth of street cuisine and I always look forward to my trips back.
Best wishes for a speedy recovery from the flood, and I can't wait to roam your small Sois again prowling for tasty treats.
In fact my main problem has never been finding or choosing an amazing food experience. It's been self control and forward thinking.
Planning the day so that I am not full when the next vendor comes. Looking at timings of their comings and goings in order to pick up the best of the best when it freshly hits the street.
Without further ado……….
If you're going to have popcorn, it may as well be the delicious variety.
Honey, I'm home…….A Sukhumvit vendor offers honey, honeycomb, honeycomb with honey, and honeycomb with bee larvae.
Sweets for the sweet indeed.
It's one thing to "nibble Nobby's nuts", but another entirely to get a few bags, or a mixed bag of these addictive bar snacks.
Exectly what the doctor ordered with a Singha beer or two.
The brown ones are broad beans – bloody amazing. Many (most) people take them out of the shell.
I like them warts and all. I miss them.
The curry lady. One of many. Whenever you see pots on the street, wander over and look through them.
There are indeed many treasures to be found.
Yum. And double yum. "Ka Moo" or pork leg gently stewed with soy, ginger and five spice until it is so soft it almost falls apart.
This served with boiled eggs, Chinese broccoli (pak kanaa) and steamed jasmine rice is enough to transport you to that special place.
Possibly heaven, but it's so delicious and sinful that Hell is a distinct possibility.
Except my idea of hell is this pot running out.
Noodle soups. I LOVE the noodles in Bangkok. Wet, dry, fishy, meaty, spicy, mild, seductive or workhorse-tummy-filler – you are never far from a bowl of piping hot, fresh and tasty culinary magic.
The fillings, flavours and styles are legion. Bangkok street food doesn't give you much opportunity to plan a restaurant meal.
It hijacks you on the way and seduces you with smells and flavours
Sticky rice packed into bamboo and steamed. I'm not sure which is coolest – the look, the taste, or unpeeling them to get at the rice.
A very compact snack that can be used as a baton, a strut for the car bonnet, or an improvised jousting stick.
My lady of the streets once again. Another series of pots. When yu first see them, they beckon you with their mystery.
When you get closer, they seduce you with their smells.
And whatever you do, be sure to 'duck' in to one of these places.
See you again in January BKK. And keep your chin up (both literally and figuratively).
My thoughts are with you and your wonderful people, food and culture.