The Failed Rekindling Try With The Thai Girl

— I sincerely tried. Hopeless. Here's why.

[This is the 13th installment to the newly-published revamp of the "40% Testosterone Increase" series, which I've re-dubbed Asian Women: The Everyman's Definitive Guide. Hugely expanded and a far wider context for a lot more times and places, since 1982. Now I have endless Asian chick stories to write about...from Japan to Korea to Okinawa to Philippines to Hong Kong to Indonesia to Malaysia to Thailand...going back 40 years—if you're interested in that sort of thing and if not, no worries. Plenty of other stuff.]

...We were waiting for our order at a seriously good burger joint in Patong Beach, just off the famed Bangla Rd. "Walking Street."

I've been recently seeking out Google reviews of good burgers on the island and FAT MAMMA Burger Patong was my latest find. I even had a little fun on my Telegram feed with it.

Thankfully, five months later and such reenactment crap still isn't on the menu. It's a really damn fine all-beef burger though, just like the reviews said.

One hallmark of a good burger is that it's confident enough to not hide behind a bunch of produce, cheese, bacon, and whatever other non-burger stuff people are adding to them these days. My favorite burger in the world to date, still, is the near 1-lb charcoal grilled on about 1/3 of a bâtard (une baguette, but wider; what Americans call "French Bread."). That's it! No mayo, mustard, ketchup, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, cheese, bacon, or watercress. No sesame seeds. You'll find it at Original Joe's in San Jose, CA.

Bread. Meat.

Scraped off Google reviews. Great Big Burger

Anyway, I was so impressed that I decided to take Yui to FAT MAMMA's...and...

...One of my members, Jacqueline, has this to say, in part:

"I am that rare thing a paying female member. Why? I enjoy getting the honest male point of view with all the rawness and crudity that sometimes entails. Yes, sometimes it’s a bit rough to take in, sometimes I disagree or I’m shouting back ‘well, I don’t think that!’ or ‘it’s not all women’! But that’s the point – you do not have to agree with everything someone says – and it’s a great stimulus to be challenged by a different point of view. It’s a great thing to be offended sometimes and to realise that it does not matter, you can still like the guy and value his contribution." [More...]

She's not the only one but they are fewer than the dudes for sure. The ones who do stick around over years and years remind me of the older women in my life growing up, grandmothers and the like. Stong, determined, unflappable.

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Richard Nikoley

I started writing Free The Animal in late 2003 as just a little thing to try. 20 years later, turns out I've written over 5,000 posts. I blog what I wish...from diet, health, philosophy, politics, social antagonism, adventure travel, expat living, location and time independent—while you sleep— income by geoarbitrage, and food pics. I intended to travel the world "homeless," but the Covidiocy Panicdemic squashed that. I became an American expat living in Thailand. I celebrate the audacity and hubris to live by your own exclusive authority and take your own chances. ... I leave the toilet seat up. Read More