Going for Thai lunch.


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We have an arrangement with friends to go at least once a month for lunch. So far we have had three lunches and all have been at different Thai restaurants. In between lunches with friends we sometimes sneak in a lunch just by ourselves. Helvi really likes ‘lunching’ to be kept to a minimal. ‘What’s the point of going often when it will finally end up just as boring as putting on your socks?’ An argument difficult to counter. An oft repeated act always runs the risk of suffering the ennui which we are so keen to avoid.

Some acts oft repeated seem almost unavoidable. One of those involves getting dressed and undressed. I have written about this before. But putting on a different uniform when going to bed always has struck me as a rather futile arrangement. Why not just go to sleep? If we are part of the animal world we certainly don’t follow the pattern of animals by crawling somewhere horizontal and wait for sleep to overcome us. I don’t know of any animal that changes its coat or outer garment, do you? Why do we insist on this ritual of wearing two uniforms during each twenty-four hour episode of our lives? Has it always been like that?

Taking a holiday is also a good circuit breaker in softening the deadening routine of everyday life. In the past I foolishly argued that life ought to be exciting on its own without needing a break. Routine would just not occur if we had the nous to be creative and innovative in arranging the hours between waking and sleeping. A holiday was superfluous. Life was a holiday. But, and this is the dilemma we face in ageing; energy wanes.

I know, some maddening examples are given on Face-Book of people in their late eighties, climbing Mount Everest, swimming in polar regions or tirelessly re-marrying. But these are infuriating examples teasing us to click on a Face-Book advertisement urging us to buy   ‘Go-Ease Stool Softener,’ or worse, ‘Gastro-Stop’ . Modern parlance calls this ‘click-bait.’ Ageing is not without those sewer- entrepreneurs that cunningly exploit the old and try and ease us of our savings. The exposure on TV of the horrors of what happens in Retirement Villages could very well encourage many to hurry, and click-on ‘Delights of Euthanasia.’

I have been poring over ‘Princess” cruises which entice people to go on a large boat across many waters, explore tropical islands, get tempted by locally hand-made baskets or watch iridescent lagoons glow at the setting sun, watched over by waving palms.

When I ‘clicked-on’ the details of what to wear and what to pack in clothing on those cruises I read that they do insist on ‘smart-casual’ dress code and ‘formal’ for some days when they have social events such as ‘Gatsby’ evenings.

The women might like to dress as ‘flappers’ and the men like ‘Crosby’. Cocktail dress or frock for the ladies and black jacket and pants for the ‘boys’.

This was followed by a stern warning that jeans with holes in them would not be allowed on-board in the restaurants. We all know that jeans with holes cost a fortune. In fact the more holes or even complete missing legs are beyond the financial  resources of most people. A curious Princess rule.

When I told Helvi, she now refuses to consider a Princess cruise. She scoffed at ‘Cocktail dress’.

Nothing is easy. Best to stick to the occasional ‘Thai Lunch’.



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19 Responses to “Going for Thai lunch.”

  1. leggypeggy Says:

    We took two cruises last year—one for a week and one for 19 days. The longer was a repositioning cruise from South America to the USA. I wore my standard camping clothes every day, but we never ate in the fancier restaurants. Some people dressed to the nines, but it is possible to avoid that. Those were our first cruises ever. They were nice but not something we’re rushing to do again.

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      Yes, Peggy.
      Helvi is over the moon with your lukewarm experience on-board a boat.
      She could not believe the dress-code, And when I explained it was most likely enforced to prevent jean-holed yobbos from ruining the cruise, she said she might prefer yobbos over the cocktail Fred Astaire crowd.

      There I was, dreaming of Helvi sweeping majestically down ship’s stairs, all Zsa Zsa Gabor and fully Cocktailed with me the black jacketed Frédéric Prinz von Anhalt at her side.

      She just mentioned a beautiful Home-stay in Ubud, Bali. So….?

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  2. kaytisweetlandrasmussen83 Says:

    Good points those. Stick to your Thai lunches.

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  3. berlioz1935 Says:

    “Why do we insist on this ritual of wearing two uniforms during each twenty-four-hour episode of our lives? Has it always been like that?”

    When we, the Homo Sapiens, still lived in Africa we did not need any attire at all as our body temperature matched the temperature outside our skin, namely 37°C.

    Once we moved up North and the Ice Age caught up with us in our new homeland we needed something to keep us warm.

    The higher temperatures promised to us with climate change will even things out a bit and we can once again dispense with the changing of clothes.

    We will be able to see each other again as the Creator made us.

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      “We will be able to see each other again as the Creator made us”.

      So true, Berlioz. However, this morning I got a glimpse of myself stepping out of the shower; the horror, the horror. A visage almost reminiscent of something biblical. Was it Job?

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  4. berlioz1935 Says:

    Gerard, your wisdom is almost of biblical proportion. There is nothing horrible looking like an old sage.

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  5. gerard oosterman Says:

    Talking about Thai lunches.

    Here an ode to the capsicum from Lifecameos.https://wordpresscom7862wordpresscom.wordpress.com/author/lifecameos/

    Red orange yellow green clumps
    of bobbles and bulges display half
    a rainbow in their shop display
    a spread of many colours
    covering hollows squeezed
    out of shape by a cook’s hands’
    Colourful capsicums setting
    our meals ablaze.

    Slicing through their bulges and
    pockets the pleats round their
    stalks, white seeds flicking
    out as the knife cuts through
    flesh and airy hollows.
    So strange after chopping
    slicing and dicing worldly
    everyday vegetables.

    Still they reward us with
    unique flavours and colour
    when the knife’s work is done.

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  6. doesitevenmatter3 Says:

    Yes, that IS best! 🙂
    Ha! you had me laughing loudly, Gerard! 😀
    I agree with Helvi!
    And I think as we become well-seasoned (I refuse to use the word “older”), we should opt for comfort over all else! We should be able to do it our way! We’ve earned that! Right?!?! 😉 😀
    I remember when a friend of mine hit the age of 50, he told me, “Guess What? I bought some shorts. I don’t care anymore what people think of my pale skinny rooster legs. I just want to be comfortable.” 😀
    HUGS!!! 🙂

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  7. kaytisweetlandrasmussen83 Says:

    Another comment: we have been fortunate to have traveled in various ways. The cruises were very nice but even nicer was just meandering around wherever. We tried both kinds of cruise and found the best was wearing whatever you pleased. I don’t like the fancy dress ball type and I don’t like sharing a table with people who are snobbier than I. I spoke to a lady recently who said they cruise all the time and love it. It takes all kinds.

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      I think we shall visit Ubud- Bali again, despite the horrendous going through customs- torture now inevitable when flying.

      There is no dress code or Gatsby protocols, just walking around talking to the locals try and improve my Bahasa-Indonesian language.

      There are many who told us about the delights of cruising but just as many would not dream of being on-board a town full of people hell-bent on having fun.

      The stories of dysentery or non-stop bowel evacuations raging through the ship are hugely discouraging and not helpful. Mind you, Bali Belly too rears its ugly head.

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  8. jennypellett Says:

    I’d scoff at a cocktail frock too. In fact, I’m considering a pair of holed denims myself. Can’t bear being guided as to what I should wear…

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      Yes, Jenny. My daughter only yesterday told me a story of a young woman after having bought a hugely expensive holed pair of denims finding out her old aunt had stitched them up.
      Second hand ones on E-bay are sometimes available, but you have to be quick.
      Of course, many copies of holed jeans are now made very cheaply but the experts can tell the holes are not genuine.

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  9. shoreacres Says:

    Your mention of the 80 year olds climbing Everest reminded me of this, from Annie Dillard:

    “Out of a human population on earth of four and a half billion, perhaps twenty people can write a book in a year. Some people lift cars, too. Some people enter week-long sled-dog races, go over Niagara Falls in a barrel, fly planes through the Arc de Triomphe. Some people feel no pain in childbirth. Some people eat cars. There is no call to take human extremes as norms.”

    Exactly. As for those cruises, I have a couple of friends who adore them. Of course, their idea of heaven is sitting around until the next buffet opens, then partaking without having to do the dishes. We understand each other. They never invite me along on a cruise, and I never call them up to suggest an afternoon in the woods.

    But we do lunch from time to time.

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      Yes, another reason not to take a cruise, Linda. I like doing the dishes, even though we have a dishwasher somewhat lonely and in waiting, but always empty.

      I told Helvi, that on board one can always read books. ‘Yes, but I can read at home,’ she said. And she does.

      We have an American friend who with his female companion have gone on a few cruises. They love it.

      ‘You can get a facial on board, and there are lots of shops,’ the female friend enthused.

      Another reason for Helvi to staunchly stay opposed to cruising.


    • Big M Says:

      I have a friend who loves those European river cruises. All of that history and culture, from a port-hole or balcony, plus all of the food you can eat. As you imagine, she is grossly obese. I don’t know why she doesn’t get the caterers in, and watch it all on the internet from home.


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