A corner of southern Thailand that changed the way we eat.

Krabi.

A street in Thailand at night, with the food stalls lit up

The name

A name that tastes of travel.

Krabi is a province in southern Thailand: cliffs over the sea, longtail boats and food stalls that light up as the sun goes down. That's where we learned that food tastes better shared. We gave this house its name so we'd never forget it.

The menu is a map.

Nine places, and the dish we brought back from each one.

Krabi Thailand 8.01° N 98.84° E From here Pla tod kamin where it all began.
Lima Peru 12.12° S 77.03° W From here Lime, sea and Lima smells of lime.
Oaxaca Mexico 17.07° N 96.73° W From here Oaxaca tres leches cake here, corn is sacred.
Sicily Italy 37.60° N 14.02° E From here Non-Sicilian caponata focaccia the caponata, not Sicilian.
Koh Tao Thailand 10.10° N 99.83° E From here Koh Tao duck turtle island.
Tovar Venezuela 10.41° N 67.29° W From here Venezuelan tequeños the German colony.
Negril Jamaica 18.27° N 78.35° W From here Jamaican chicken nobody rushes here.
Alexandria Egypt 31.20° N 29.92° E From here Alexandria burger a wonder once stood here.
Andalusia Spain 37.18° N 3.59° W From here Mediterranean ritual the sun sets red here.

A corridor of paper lanterns in warm light

A busy night market, food stalls lit up under colourful signs

Hands plating at the kitchen pass, in black and white

The family

This is a family thing.

My parents and I built Krabi together. I come from demanding kitchens, the kind where a plate doesn't go out until it's perfect, and from travelling as much as I could. Here I bring both together: the technique I learned and what I loved eating most along the way. Home is on the menu too: the lasagne is my mum's and the brownie is my grandma's.

The dining room

The walls have stories too.

Toasts from half the world and prints from every trip hang in the dining room. Take a look while the first plate arrives, and pick the one you will toast with tonight.

The rest gets told at the table.

See the menu