It is no secret by now that I am absolutely obsessed with all things Asia. It’s the dark allure of smoking alleyways and street side food cart grills. It’s the heaping bowls of noodles for 100 baht or 3 American dollars. It’s the motorbikes wizzing by while you’re skipping around in your summer dress that nearly knock you off your feet. Yes, Asia and I have had quite the love story. So I lunge at any chance I get to turn my Faraway Kitchen into a portal to take me to the motherland. Asia is where you go when you…
