Chili commerce

-
Mai sai prik na ka, (no chili, please) is what I always say when I buy a short-order meal. Sometimes the instruction is followed; sometimes I just have to sip ice cold Coke all the way. Chili is major in Thailand. Where fruit chunks are what you normally see on your blender, it is chili here. You have to watch what you sniff or look at if you pass by street food cooking or you sneeze and tear up as some aroma finds its way to your eyes and nostrils.

Biting red and dry, these quiet chilis are practically harmless... until they are stir frying in the wok. What could be next...

Ingredients beyond what makes up ketchup or mustard are on display too.
It is early Sunday market in Saraburi. This tent finally sets me in the mood for commerce.

My World Tuesday is brought to you by Klaus and the My World Team Sandy, Wren, Fishing Guy, Sylvia

Comments

  1. This is so different and well presented. Chillies make me sneeze too but I think little bit is okay for me.

    ReplyDelete

  2. slowly but surely i am getting used to chili and when there is none i tend to ask for it in my food.

    well presented indeed.

    ReplyDelete

  3. I can feel a sneeze coming on just looking at all those chilis!!

    ReplyDelete

  4. Wonderful post. Chillies reminds me of my childhood. I had put my chilly hand into the eyes.

    ReplyDelete

  5. I like chilli but not too much I also sneeze when I have to breathe in the aroma. Make the food taste great though.

    ReplyDelete

  6. Indrani, a little bit also works for me

    Photo Cache, I am beginning to look for it as well when it's not in my food. Long years have trained my sense of smell to wonder about if when it's missing

    Leslie, that's how I used feel when I was adjusting my palate to this land of chili patches :)

    ReplyDelete

  7. Rajesh, whoa! chili in the eyes is something else. Sounds serious....

    Glennis, in many ways, yes it does.

    ReplyDelete

  8. Great description and wonderful shots. Very colorful and appealing to me. I like hot and spicy food.

    ReplyDelete

  9. Yes the hot spice makes me sneeze and tear up! But sometimes they smell good. :)

    Makes me want to go to market.

    ReplyDelete

  10. When I was young ;-)
    I did nail biting
    (I hope its good english ;(
    My mother put chillie on my nails
    and when I would bite
    auwwwwwwwwww.......it burns....
    :( :(
    I never did it again !!!!
    lols

    ReplyDelete

  11. I don't think I would survive there.I am such a wimp when it comes to spicy food.

    Thank you for stopping by my blog.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Serendipity in the drawer

-
Image
It was a quick search for a blue liner to match the dress I wore that day. I rarely use this kind of thing on my face; they tend to get forgotten in the innermost corners of the drawer.  So I  rummaged deep. And out came something that slowed me away from the normally hyped speed of doing things at work. A thoughtful friend gave me this card when I was going through a very tough time.

Memories came rushing back as the card kept me company by the rustling photocopier. Soon the serendipity put me in a trance. The world went by like always.

My forehead transformed into a screen for a little panorama from 1999. Up and down the emotions went. There was stardust on 'joy and wonder yet to be explored....' 
~ 0 ~ Inspire Me * Gemma's Mellow Yellows * Sally's Blues
Read more

Qrookshanqs joins a quorum of witches

-
Image
Prologue: Thailand's Supreme Patriarch is dead.  The whole kingdom is in mourning mode. And that also means Khaosan Road, a usual party venue, is shut down. Parties go on though but behind closed doors and kept as private and quiet as possible. And that's how -

Qrookshanqs ignores Ermione and wanders into Medusa's cave...
 xxx xxx
She comes as Grumpy Cat,
tries not to forget who she is.
Qrookshanqs is convinced that those are Nagini's ancestors on Medusa's head, and thinks what a waste of cauldron time taking photos is
A smiling one joins them and the quorum is complete. Soon they chant eye of newt, toe of frog... lizard's leg and howlet's wing. Qrookshanks, ever the grief sucker, grumbles how do witches "boil and bake" fillet of a fenney snake or wool of batat the same time? Anyone?
No one huh? Alright, grumpy mood intensifying nicely...
Until the party is peaking and she starts smiling, ruining her stance. Now she's gone queer.
Qrookshanqs…
Read more