As
I write these notes I find myself enjoying the pleasures of consuming
yet another of On's vegan delights at her restaurant in downtown
Kanchanaburi. Actually, restaurant may be too strong a word as the
whole establishment could be fitted into my former front room, in
the days when I owned a front room, back in not-so-sunny Loughton.
This particular eatery was one of the reasons for returning to
Kanchanaburi on my current sojourn to Thailand. When I originally
discovered the place nearly a year ago now I could scarce believe the
variety of dining pleasures that awaited the would-be vegan (or the price for that matter - all dishes cost the same, just under one English pound!). The menu was varied and exciting containing all manner of
culinary delights. I find myself visiting the place often now. Not
only is the food great but the place also has a way of attracting all
sorts of slightly off-beat characters – just the sort of thing that
your correspondent, in his role as a nomadic flaneur, tends to
cherish.
http://onsthaiissan.com/
http://onsthaiissan.com/
Thailand,
with its deep and rich Buddhist culture, has developed a cuisine
singularly suited to the vegan palette. It has, of course, been much
adapted over the years due to the influence originally of American
troops, who used the place as their default R & R resort of
choice during the Vietnam conflict, and that of modern day tourists.
Mostly the dishes have been modified by dropping various lumps of dead
flesh into them in order to satiate the demands of the aforementioned
carnivores.
In
some ways this can be viewed of something of a shame as the original,
unadulterated recipes reflect more accurately the underlying culture
of this country. Despite currently being embroiled in much political
unrest due to the nefarious activities of various corrupt and
unpleasant politicians, and the tensions that arise because of these
shenanigans, it remains a very pleasant place to be.
Dwelling
on this whilst gingerly (no pun intended...) attempting to consume a
fairly hot red curry in Ons, I wondered how much influence the
practice of sending young men to spend a goodly amount of time in
Buddhist monasteries had on the national character. This is something
of a rite of passage in Thailand and, in much the same way that
national service affected the culture in the UK or conscription for
the aforementioned Vietnam war affected attitudes in the USA, these
young men return to influence their villages and towns fundamentally
changed by their experiences. Happily, the changes inculcated in them
are not of the violent and martial variety of the previously
mentioned examples. On the contrary, exposure to such training help instil a tolerance and a
patience in Thai culture that, despite its very worldly ambience on
the surface, lends an underlying friendliness and kindness that
renders it, for the most part, a very relaxing place to be.
Coming
from China in the last few months, the contrast is both immediate and
dramatic. There is a pushiness, a competitiveness about China that
makes day-to-day living there far more stressful that it need be.
Despite the economic success of recent years, China is not a pleasant
place to be. The noise is constant, the jostling, the struggling for
space as hordes of people push harder and harder just to 'get on'.
Nowhere is this more obvious than on the roads. In my travels I have
come across all manner of driving from the sedate to the crazy but
nowhere have I been struck by the sheer rudeness of the driving as in
China. There is a ruthlessness, a callousness, a selfishness indeed,
to the driving there that I have not experienced anywhere else on the
planet. Thailand has its problems with traffic, particularly in
Bangkok, but in comparison to China these people are the very epitome
of consideration. There is a gentleness, a consideration, that is a
joy to behold.
Back
in On's, I find myself deep in conversation with an English couple
who sold their properties a couple of years back and bought
themselves a Volkswagen T5 van in which they spend the summers
touring around the UK and Europe. During the winters the van remains
parked up in a brother's drive whilst they gallivant off to various
sunnier climes around the globe. It seems that more and more people
are reaching the same conclusion. The default lifestyle in the West,
buying a property and owning lots of stuff, is beginning to be seen
for the trap that, for so many people, it is: the property and the goods end up
owning the owner.
Finishing
my curry, I sip from the cooling and absolutely delicious mint
smoothie that I often choose to accompany the spicier dishes. My main
decision seems to be whether to conclude this piece in the
air-conditioned pleasantness of On's or to take a stroll down to the
equally pleasant environs of The Jolly Frog overlooking the River
Kwai. The UK and its general dreariness seem a world away...
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