Happy Friday Everyone.
Your correspondent finds himself in a very familiar place this afternoon - Bangkok's Suvarnabhumi Airport. For the mountains of bad press this airport has received, it remains one of my favorite airports in the world. I think that's mainly because it's staffed with Thais, who are very reluctant to shout at you, ala JFK. Check-in and customs are always fast and efficient, and you can get mango sticky rice to go. Pretty sweet.
I'm on my way to Australia (for the first time!) to dive headlong into the Sydney International Food Festival's delicious offerings. The organizers have done an incredible job assembling a line-up of chefs you're unlikely to find under one roof, anywhere else. They've paid particular attention to Asia instead of assembling a European-dominated line-up, and that seems appropriate. For details, click here.
I'm really looking forward to a week of forward-thinking food, much of which I'll share with you here. But before that, I'll drop some Mid-Autumn Shanghai shots on you, in another post.
If you've got any Sydney tips, hit me up at wrisley (at) gmail (dot) com. Cheers.