Krua Thai

Thursday, March 06, 2003 | comments (0)
This weekend, Catherine and I went with our friend Jason to a Krua Thai. We had sticky rice with mangos because we had already had dinner.

There are several cool things about Krua Thai. Here's my top five:
5) It's located in an old Howard Johnson's that has an empty pool visible from the restaurant parking lot.
4) It stays open late, in fact, from what I could see the place really didn't start rolling until after 10:00 pm.
3) Unlike many Thai places in Dallas, it's authentic, very good, AND . . . it's cheap!
2) Non-stop karaoke is featured, which lends an air of surrealism to the sparse interior. This, along with the pictures of the owners on the wall makes you feel like you're in a low-budget Independent flick. I imagined I was an undercover spy in Thailand.
Side note: I've never understood asian cultures' penchant for karaoke, most of all the seriousness in which it is carried out.
1) One of the servers is very cute.

If you're a Dallas resident, or visiting, and fancy Thai food, I would definitely recommend this place.

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