Thai Food, Stat!
As I walked through my NOPO neighborhood today toward the MAX, I noticed the Thai restaurant that used to be on Denver is no longer there. A Japanese restaurant called Ukiyoe has replaced it. The new place looks really nice. It’s definitely a step up from what was there.
I never actually ate at the Thai restaurant when it was there. In fact I don’t even remember the name of the place. It always looked a little seedy and I never felt adventurous enough to walk through the door. I will however, still miss the place. It always gave me a little smile when I walked by.
In the window of the old Thai place was a sign, posted just below their hours of operation. The sign read, “In case of emergency call” and then a phone number. I always giggled a little bit when I read that and every once and a while I would find myself wondering, what exactly, constitutes a Thai food emergency? Pregnant woman with late night cravings? Dens of iniquity needing to please their powerful clientele? Or were you supposed to call that number when 911 was busy? Hmm…
“Hello, Thai food restaurant. How can I help you?”
“My house is on fire and I can’t get through to 911!”
“OK! We’ll be right over with some spicy noodles and hoses!”
Well, maybe not. In any case, I guess I will never know what a Thai food emergency is.




