Diesel dining

Went with some friends last night to a restaurant that probably has no real name, but we call it the "gas station restaurant" because it's in the parking lot of the Esso. It's as bare bones as it gets—a grill and Thailand's ubiquitous silver sidewalk tables—and there's the inevitable whiffs of gasoline, but get past that and you're rewarded with an outstanding meal for any price, let alone $3. People actually travel across town for the grilled fish here. We had one of those plus grilled chicken, grilled beef, lemongrass pork soup, papaya salad, and my beloved sticky rice to soak up all the dips. Alloy maak maak (really delicious ... I figure my use of Thai phrases is either getting on your nerves or you're storing them up to use on your trip over!)