Street cook. Bangkok.

Eating outside in a tropical rainstorm is the best thing so far.

I had a broth which was tangy with lime, hot with chilli
and heavy with the fragrance of Thai basil.
I love that intense licorice hit. Amazing.
With an arse like mine, I'm always wary of the slightly flimsy
seating at street cafés.

But I needn't have worried. My stool was solid.