Oh, the Misery.
I loved Kum Luang. I know it wasn’t everybody’s cup of cha-yen, but for me it was my ‘comfort cafe’ – the place I went to when I was a bit fed up. I was gutted when it closed – it came at a bad time in my life when I could have done with it and suddenly it was gone. We’d gone from having two Thai establishments to none.
But I lived in hope it would become another restaurant. Feared it might be a chain, but assumed it would actually be an eaterie.
But no. Jeremy seems to have been determined to ruin my day. My worst bloomin’ nightmare has replaced it.
Sorry folks. I usually try to do a cheery one for a Monday, but this morning my spectral heart has been broken just that little bit further.
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