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first lunch alone.

i stumbled into a place i'd already seen. i just love its name - Pita Pan - because the J.M. Barrie classic is my all-time favorite.
of course, don't think the allusion was intentional. they serve Mediterrean food after all.
(hmm, what WOULD a Peter-Pan themed restaurant serve? Capt. Hook's chicken fingers?)

it seems i'm living in the right area to be exploring cuisines.
just walking from the office, i caught sight of so many interesting places -
japanese holes-in-the-wall; thai fusion; of course, street food.
right in our building there's an english pub, and a few meters away, a german one.
there's even good old Subway if i want to be boring.

then walking back, there was a man with long white hair, a long white beard and long white robes sitting on the pavement sculpting squirrels and dragons from hemp rope.
a cart full of bouquets of strawberries lay in the sun. 50Baht for a small, shiny heap.
past them, a couple was putting together a fruit basket in front of a block of fruit vendors.

on the way, i grabbed a cup of Grand'italia ice cream : ) and entered the office with it.
the british copywriter gave me a weird look. i suspect he suspects i'm retarded.
but i don't care, i'm happy.