I measure my mental state by my weird dreams, very weird dreams mean that I am very happy. A few nights ago I was dreaming - I was in a hotel with a 24 year old Belgian girl who worked for a rather obnoxious, red headed doctor who had an ill-fitting toupee but I am digressing!
In the dream, I was eating a home made pork pie and I very rarely dream about food! The following day on my bike ride, I kept thinking of this pork pie and it took me back to my childhood and Freddy Fly, our local butcher. His family name was not Fly, that was the neighbourhood nickname for him because he and all his products were always covered in flies but he made great pies and sausages! How I longed for one of Freedie Fly's pies. UK supermarkets call their rock hard pastry shells that enclose a pinkish, gelatinous mass 'pork pies' but they are lying!
I was on the Korat Farang website when I saw a thread about a place called 'Korat Chef' that was offering amongst other things home made pork pies. So Sa and I went there yesterday, I went there just to get a pork pie and a steak & kidney pie to try but came back with a lot more!
Verdict - 100% first class products and service. If you are a farang living in Korat or just passing through visit Steve at Korat Chef and you will be doing you and your stomach a very big favour indeed
What is my connection with Steve? Only met him yesterday but I am a very satisified customer!

http://koratchef.com/


 




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