We can not get our Thai experience in Marchegg a couple of weeks ago off our tastebuds, and by the following weekend our desire for Thai food reached insatiable. So while cloaked in the usual boredom of the Sunday Shutdown, Tony and I researched the Vienna Thai restaurant scene and set out in search of what we hoped would be at least reasonably good Thai.
Spying Pad Thai on the menu almost brought me to tears. On the way home from a particularly long night at the office I would sometimes order Pad Thai for myself. The restaurant recognized my mobile number and would have my order of Pad Thai and Mango Black Sticky Rice waiting, already charged to my card.
The perfume-y aroma of fish sauce trailed lightly in the air as my dish was presented. The traditionalist in me prepares the dish at home with shrimp and tofu, yet I found the chicken a bright and delicious change.