Slight disclaimer… I haven’t had tea with the Queen, despite two failed attempts to visit her at Buckingham Palace last year… But that’s a whole other story…
The boyf and I spent some time eating our way around England last year. We started in London then hired a car and drove around the South of England visiting sights like Stonehenge, the Eden Project, St Michael’s Mount and both university towns of Oxford and Cambridge. It was a great adventure navigating ourselves out of London peak hour traffic and then around the tiny, winding country lanes. We came out of the experience with only one minor scratch from a parking attempt in Bath and about a 2.5kg weight gain EACH!!
English fare is known to be quite stodgy and we were ready for the challenge. In London we went to town on the full English breakfasts – some only five pounds a pop, went crazy on Mark’s and Spencer’s sandwiches and salads, and ate an amazing curry meal at Tayyabs on Brick Lane. So far so good…
When passing through Lyme Regis one day we stopped off for some fish and chips by the beach. Even though it was summer the temperature was only about 14 degrees yet there were people sunbathing and swimming. Meanwhile I was rugged up in a winter coat and woollen scarf! We found a spot to lean on and set up our fish and chip feast. The fish was so thick and cooked perfectly, the chips hand cut and well salted, and the view was amazing.
This one time, when I was in Italy… Ahhhhh, I often find myself reminiscing about that wonderful week I spent gallivanting around Italy, eating and drinking myself into a stupor. Exploring Tuscan wineries, Roman ruins and the breath taking Cinque Terre. Those were the days.
One thing I learned in Italy is that I love wood fired pizza. I’d never really eaten much of it, always preferring a nice pasta or dirty Dominoes if the occasion called for pizza. The wood fired variety just hadn’t been on my radar. Until Italy. Then I died and went to heaven. Naturally upon return to Australia, mainstream pizza no longer cut the mustard. I’m lucky to live near an authentic Italian pizza and pasta takeaway/restaurant, Pizza d’Asporto in Williamstown. The boyf and I partake probably once a month and it always hits the spot. Since finding a winner in Pizza d’Asporto we’ve never deviated to another Italian restaurant… Until two nights ago.
Recently the Boyf and I spent some time in Krabi relaxing on the beautiful beaches of Ao Nang and eating some of the most amazing and authentic Thai food. Krabi was our final stop after four weeks of travelling and eating throughout Asia, and we were still so hungry for more good food.
Before I go into detail about what we ate, a little bit of background information on our trip: Four weeks, five countries, eight cities and the itinerary 90% based on food reviews from the travel blogger Mark Wiens over at Migrationology.com. Mark is a passionate foodie who travels the world eating local food and making videos about it all. His videos range from stock standard street food (think Pad Thai and Tandoori Chicken) to the really out there stuff you may not have heard of ( durian and sea pineapples, anyone?). The Boyf and I have been watching Mark’s video blogs for a few years now, so we spent a couple of months going back through all the videos we loved with food we wanted to try. We created an itinerary, booked flights and the rest is history. You read correctly, we based almost our entire holiday on food reviews from someone we’ve never met. We’re cray – but Mark’s videos are that good!
Anywho, back to Krabi and back to the food…
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