One of the best aspects of my new, first-floor apartment is that it is on the first floor, but even now I have to plan my trips for groceries or dining due to the at least 6-block walk to anything. In one direction six blocks, I have a Tesco, what amounts to a small 7-11 in the States. There’s a 7-11 right next to it. Go figure.
Or, I can go about 10 blocks toward town until I get to Soi 51, where there are a number of Thai food restaurants (and also a sushi place I may have to check out), and a 7-11. ATMs are located in both directions.
I had a couple of goals today so I mapped out my route to go to the main highway where the Tesco is located, but turned to go to a copy shop to get prints of documents I will need next week for my visa extension. I also wanted to print up new business cards, but for the second time the files were not saved correctly. The shop has a young Chinese-looking guy who speaks some English; it’s just a little shop and they probably welcome any business they can get.
A few blocks after that shop is Soi 51, that has maybe 10 restaurants, Thai and Western, and where I’ve eaten a few times. There is one place that grills pork, chicken and fish that I’ve tried a couple of times and is usually busy (a good sign), and also seems to specialize in papaya salads. The last papaya salad I tasted here was too spicy for me to eat but I was assured they could make them non-spicy.
There’s a mom-and-pop restaurant nearby serving more basic Thai foods – noodles, rice, boiled chicken and pork. They also tout their chicken noodle soup and that was my goal today. The cook is an older women and I’m sure the co-owner. A young guy, maybe her grandson, assists, along with a couple of others, probably family.
But she had not yet prepared the chicken noodle soup. So I ordered an alternative – chicken and rice. Mostly rice.
There are three other Thai-style restaurants next door that deserve some attention.
A stop at the 7-11 and the 10-block walk back. Daily exercise and errands and lunch taken care of.
Restaurant relief on the horizon
On my return from the beach this evening (I go to the beach pretty much every early evening, and sometimes later), I noticed three middle-aged women at a new sign on a building facing the alley leading to the beach. The sign said it was a restaurant/cafe. So I wandered over and briefly chatted with three delightful ladies who are, in fact, opening a Thai restaurant next week. Only a block away. I asked if there would be tourist prices or Thai prices and they admonished me for suggesting. If the food’s any good, they will have me as a regular customer as I will eat local far more often if I don’t have to walk six blocks. Don’t you think?