Siam Secret is a little treasure; attracting both Thai folks in search of authentic homely cuisine, and posh bachelors in search of a misplaced watering hole.
Shake Shack gives the discerning greasehound wooden tables, space and, when it’s in front of you, tearfully good-looking food.
Breakfast martinis… for breakfast.
G&Ts are for tourists.
You can never have enough ice.
A typically well-run Vietnamese café: swiftly expedited food, trotting across all tastes and whims such as phở noodle soup, the staples of duck, pork, beef, chicken and service with a smile.
I have never, ever had a bad night at a BYOB restaurant. My weapons of choice at Mien Tay were Guinness and John Smiths.
“Wait was 😦 but food 🙂 and bar staff 🙂 lovely, thank you”.
Seven years on from writing this post, I don’t think the popping candy cheesecake ever made it onto the menu.
Yes, I have eaten just a bowl of chips and dip for tea. And I’d do it again.