Follow Your Gut – The Reality of Street Kitchens

Street kitchen in Kuala Lumpur.
Street kitchen in Kuala Lumpur.

That pink plastic. This and many other little things make street kitchens unglamorous and slightly un-photogenic. When I take photos for my blog, I try to take luscious photos but often, what is there, is not. Part of the “challenge” of traveling is appreciating the deliciousness in a street noodle even when eating it out of a styrofoam container while sweat drips in your eye. All while the locals either stare at you like they are watching a circus act. Or ignore you but wish that you would get out of the way so that they could also get their $1 snack of saturated fats and MSG.

This was a cute pot.
This was a cute pot.

In Dhaka, I rarely eat at street stalls because I’m not sure that my internal flora and fauna can hack it. I will eat at a few phoughka stands and Dhaba supposedly was set up to bring street food off the street, but the rule is to go with your gut. If there are a lot of people and the food has not had a chance to sit around growing bacteria, then maybe you’ll be okay. But if your instinct kicks in and you get a queasy feeling even before you eat on the street, then don’t do it.

Doing the Thailand Bucket List

Sunset in Krabi, Thailand.

Ride an elephant through a rubber plantation, sea kayak past protected swallows’ nest harvesting caves (used for birds’ nest soup), get foot massages for 250 baht ($6), get Thai massaged into a pretzel shape, get tailor made clothes, eat delicious fresh food, and pet tigers. Okay, I did not do that but many others have it on their bucket list.

Fruit and more fruit.
Sea kayaking into a lagoon.
Possibly the biggest elephant in Thailand.