A wonderful eating experience in Phuket

I have to say the best meal I’ve ever had besides grandmas cooking is a side street restaurant in Pluket Thailand, man it was great. I was walking around looking for a place to eat other then Thai food. Which is my favorite, BTW, BUT try having it everyday in every way and it gets a bit much. Well, so I was in the mood for something different. Something exotic, something so damn yummy, that I'd be writing about it for years to come. So, I'm walking down the main street. Vendors are trying to sell me copycat goods, charms, and Thai souvenirs cat calling with every motion forward. I politely smiled and nodded, but refused to bite. I had enough of their goods to warden buying another copycat suit case. Then this guy comes up to me and hands me a flyer. The flyer looked as if it had been hand written and printed out. IT read INDIAN FOOD, the best in Thailand. hmmmmmm? The best you say? He nodded and gestured to follow. I resisted for a moment (mom always says, better to be wary then stupid and dead.) but being on vacation and having one too many Singha beers I said what the blank, “ok buddy lead me to my doom.” He began to walk. I followed and we walked into an alley. oh oh....my heart began to pump, my head heating up with regret. My hands numbing with doubt, "TURN AROUND AND RUN!!" my warning conscious screamed! But I took a sip of my now lukewarm Singha and said bring your best demons alley of doom! I'm going in. So like a victim of a soon to be missing person poster I still followed. The dark alley soon lit up and to my surprise there was a little restaurant amongst dark hut type buildings. The restaurant was under a makeshift cardboard roof. Lights hung from the ceiling the light cords still exposed. A few magazine ads of India and a poster of the King of Thailand hung decoratively on the tarp hanging walls. The setting was plastic meaning, plastic tables and chairs. Oh oh what did I get myself into? Then suddenly I was hit with a splash of relief. My nose took a whiff and said it’s all good bro. I sat down ordered butter chicken, freshly made naan bread, (I could still smell the aroma dancing in the nose hairs of my nose) fresh Raita and the rest of the fixings. Everything was so damn delicious that I finely realized why they called Thailand the dudes Disneyland….. After all the way to a man's heart is through his tum tum. YUM YUM