Breakfast this morning in the room were organic eggs and toast the same that we'd been having for the past few days.
I wish I had a picture.
That way I would have known whether the eggs were boiled or scrambled or fried.
And I would have known if the toast was fried brown or simply, fried.
But that's life sometimes.
You think it's a small thing, you think it's unimportant, that it's routine and you won't bother but then come three months later and you realize that you've no idea what exactly it was you ate, and it was important after all.
I guess I ought to be more diligent when the time comes.
I do, after all, take pictures of my meal at OKONOMI in Central Embassy.
Doesn't matter how many times I've eaten there, I love the food, and whilst I always order the same thing, there're days- like today- that we order something new too.
Frankly I'm not sure if we did order pumpkin soup.
We might have.
We might not.
But most certainly my friend had a bowl of the Spicy Salmon Poke, whilst I had Salmon & Cheese Mazemen.
We also got ourselves a plate of croquettes.
I think they were salmon croquettes, perfectly breaded, perfectly fried.
What I appreciate about the food here at OKONOMI is how healthy they are.
A croquette like this is deep fried, yet doesn't have that sort of oily aftertaste, nor does it taste very fried.
So good is it that you feel like you can have more than one.
Or that you might be able to have it every day.
After this we headed towards Big C where we tried getting some work done but because we didn't feel like having a coffee at Tim Hortons, decided we'd make a move after my shopping was done.
The thing I like about Big C's building is that she's got lots of shops that I fancy.
Yes, I tend to frequent the Eve & Boy most of all, but there's also a Boots, a Cute Press, a couple of cosmetics and beauty stores, a Naraya, and further in, a Moshi Moshi store that sells some of the cutest day to day stuff, there're also cafes and fast food places.
On the ground floor there's a Dairy Queen, there's also a McDonalds, and if I'm not wrong, a Swensen's somewhere.
I don't go to everything always, of course, but it helps when I want to look around and about for certain stuff, and the stores are all here.
This afternoon I needed to top up my makeup so at Eve & Boy I got two UV gels (of the purple bottles), and a foundation from 4U2.
I'd been using this brand for a while, by the way, and it's been working good for me, in particular the foundation, which, according to the brand, had been crafted specially for tropical humid weather.
Does it make me perspire?
Yes, like all makeup, it does.
But it doesn't melt off as much as some of the other OTC brands do.
When I finished, we headed to a massage place called Forest.
Thus far we had been more or less around the Siam Square area, but this place, my friend told me, was on the other side nearer to Platinum Mall, so we walked over the skybridge towards the shopping center, went down to the ground floor, walked past all the stalls offering delicious looking mango desserts and drinks and snacks, then crossed Phetchaburi Road.
Here we made a left, turning into Soi Phetchaburi, either 19 or 21, and found ourselves in a night market that I at first thought might have been part of the Pratunam Night Market but no, it wasn't.
Not to say it wasn't popular or crowded though.
We squeezed our way in, trolley bag, backpack and all, dodging shoppers on all sides as everyone meandered their way through the crowd and the food carts parked right in the center of the path.
So crowded and narrow was the route that more than once I found myself having to be very careful of the portable charcoal stove from the grilled meat cart, and the huge pot of boiling water the vendor used to boil sticks of ready-made balls.
I got distracted by the stalls selling single-sized graphic T-shirts at a gorgeous price of 100B each.
I got distracted by the cute little plastic bags of pre-sliced tropical fruits by the fruit vendors.
And I got distracted by the huge containers of colorful drinks at the iced drinks cart.
We came out to a little alley stretch next to a shopping center called City Complex.
A bit of a pity I didn't have time to do a walk-through.
Even from the outside I could see that there were many shops offering clothes in varying styles, including what looked like tops and bottoms in light brown linen.
Then there were shops offering accessories like basket bags and woven bags which I thought were interesting. Woven bags make for a great summery boho style, and where better than BKK to get them at a lovely price?
I shall have to make an effort to return to City Complex next time.
In fact, I want to go back to shop at the entire area.
After all I do want more T-shirts, and it don't matter to me whether or not they be single sized or graphic or anything of that sort.
It was dusk by the time we walked out from Forest where we had had what I think was a very comfortable Thai massage where the therapist tried her best to help get wind and toxins out of my nerves and body system.
So skilled was she that I actually came out from the place feeling rather dazed.
That, however, did not stop me from smiling at the sight of the Big Bag tomato-flavored snacks on the top of the counter outside the place.
They've been a staple snack of mine every time I get to go to Thailand too.
From here we walked back to Central World, walking along what I think is Ratchapraprop Road, passing by the Centara Watergate Pavilion Hotel Bangkok, and the Palladium Night Market before crossing Phetchaburi Road back onto Ratchadamri Road.
This evening we decided to have a dinner of tonkatsu at Tonkatsu Wako.
It's one of my favorite places to have tonkatsu when in Thailand.
Their food has not once disappointed me.
I don't mean the free-flow cabbage or free-flow rice (which is, if you ask me, one of the softest, fluffiest, warmest rice I've ever eaten) but the tonkatsu pork cutlet where they use real bread to make the bread crumbs that get wrapped round the cutlet entirely.
The cutlet is at once crunchy and crispy on the outside, soft, tender, full of flavor and mushy on the inside.
The meat's not dry nor hard- this tonkatsu- not one bit at all.
I never have to tire out my jaws chewing through the cutlet, and sometimes I wish I could have the entire plate all to myself.
But I like to share, and share we do.
The thing I love most about this cutlet is not the texture, but the taste.
See, I have had been to places where the breaded part might be crunchy and crispy but the meat's too clean a feel with little taste or flavor, so much so that you have no choice but to enhance it with the sauce.
Here I don't have to.
The meat's good enough on its own.
I can't quite remember just what exactly it was that we ordered this evening, but I'm pretty sure we had our favorite order of the pork, and along with that, several cutlets consisting of beef and melted cheese too.