I could think of nothing else. I was sweating. My heart was pounding. I needed to have it again. Was this love? Or obsession?
During my time in Thailand, I had pad thai almost every day. I am not exaggerating. On my very first day, I went to Khao San Road in Bangkok and bought some from a street vendor. And just like that, I was hooked.
I had it morning, noon, and night. From street vendors and sit-down restaurants. I learned how to make pad thai. I was infatuated! Remember Smeagol from Lord of the Rings? Yeah, that was totally me. While in Chiang Mai I even went on an epic quest, walking for what seemed like hours (ok, it was maybe 20 minutes), just for some pad thai.
You see, the hostel I was staying at was surrounded by more Western type cuisine. “Best Burgers in Chiang Mai!” I didn’t care; I was starting to have withdrawals. I kept thinking, “I’m in Thailand! Where the fuck is all the pad thai??” And then I found a market. Towards the back behind stalls of clothing, jewelry, and knick knacks, was the food. Thank you sweet baby Jesus!! And when I had that first bite….. pure ecstasy……
So why am I telling you all of this? Well, they say the first step towards recovery is admitting you have a problem. So here I am, metaphorically standing before you and freely admitting that I am addicted to pad thai. Please don’t judge me.
Have you ever visited a country and become addicted to a dish? I’d love to read about it in the comments below! 🙂
Error: Access Token is not valid or has expired. Feed will not update.
This error message is only visible to WordPress admins
There's an issue with the Instagram Access Token that you are using. Please obtain a new Access Token on the plugin's Settings page.
If you continue to have an issue with your Access Token then please see this FAQ for more information.