It’s pouring rain. And not just buckets either, this is more of the biblical kind. l lean over the wooden bridge and watch the small vegetable fruit laden boat float beneath me. It’s powered by oar by an old woman and she is wearing a round straw hat. The rain suddenly stops and I wipe the drops from my brow and pull out my camera.
Snap, snap, snap.
And then it hits me. It’s the book cover.
THE cookbook cover. THAT COOKBOOK COVER.
Thailand: The Beautiful Cookbook
The heavy and oversized- more coffee table than cookbook- the one that just appeared on a random Tuesday in the household of my childhood. THAT book, which I used to flip through for hours without the intention of ever preparing a recipe (not much has changed), but was absolutely enchanted by the glossy photos and descriptions of a world that was so very colorful and so very far away.
And I am here.
Pinch me damn it.
Please enjoy some additional highlights from Amphawa& Auyutthaya, Thailand