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    One fancy feast

    Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 03/12/2015

    » I love food, and I live in Bangkok, and I am young and hip. And my daddy is rich. So I'm going to open a hip restaurant in Bangkok for young people with my rich daddy's money. Now, you must possess passion. Luckily, passion I have in droves! If I were a plant, my friends tell me, I'd be a passion fruit tree. Imagine that! That's how much I love food! I might even venture as far as to call myself a highfalutin gourmandiser.


    Playing for team farang?

    Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 03/11/2015

    » One summer when I was young, my mother, my younger brother Clay and I piled into the family Chevrolet Blazer -- a tan-coloured vehicle we had inexplicably named Sparky -- to make the eight-hour trip south, from Fort Worth to Kingsville, Texas, where my grandparents lived (and still do) in a stately white house that as far as I can tell has stood there since the dawn of time.


    Do not discount the expatriate

    Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 01/10/2015

    » Prime Minister Prayut Chan-o-cha this week addressed the UN General Assembly in New York. What do you think was going through his mind as he spoke? Was he nervous? What was his pulse rate?


    This is no time for nationalism

    Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 28/08/2015

    » Tragedy is a strange, contradictory thing. It breaks and it binds. It destroys and it builds. It opens and it closes. When an earthquake, or a storm, or a man's gun, or a bomb takes human lives, there is first anger, sadness, confusion. There is fear. There is grief. There is great pain. But this is followed by a period of mourning, and then of consolation, of comfort, of determination and of strength.


    It's not terrorism we fear

    Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 11/09/2015

    » To live abroad is to surrender your right to an opinion. It is the firm price of admission.


    Notes from a big country

    Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 29/07/2015

    » On the second night of my trip home, my family celebrated my father's birthday at a large seafood restaurant, one link in a chain of locations scattered across the southern United States. My younger brother, Gatlin, who is 11, ordered something called the "Mixed Seafood Grill". What arrived, half-an-hour later, carried in by a waiter lurching under its horrific weight, can only be described as nautical holocaust. Heaped on a platter the size of a manhole cover were enormous chunks of fish, scallops you could use as hockey pucks, shrimp that could be worn as bracelets.


    He ain't heavy (he's only 11)

    Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 25/06/2015

    » Live abroad for long enough and you start to lose touch. The things you took for granted back home - your friends, your family, your Shih Tzu - start to become relics of a faded reality. You are absent for birthdays, anniversaries, Christmases. Your loved ones wrinkle and shrink as they are dragged behind time's insectile scuttle.


    Cycling's just to die for

    Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 26/05/2015

    » On Sunday morning, I woke up and decided to go for a bike ride.


    Bangkok Comic Con's back alley

    Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 07/05/2015

    » '[As Thais] we only adopt, poorly. We're not creating anything new. But such is the way of the Thai mentality. We don't lead. We follow. We want something we're used to. We like imitations. As content consumers, we like junk food."


    Worlds apart, together

    Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 16/04/2015

    » It is 10.30am on a Sunday morning, and I, along with around a dozen other reporters, am seated in a conference room on the ninth floor of a hotel in George Town, on Malaysia's Penang Island.

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