Err Urban Rustic, Bangkok
Errsome Flavours and Rustic Revelations
The old city beckons. Brimming with aromas, it’s the perfect brew for adventurous tastebuds. The pulse of Bangkok, as it is often called, is chaotic and thrilling, while steeped in culinary wonders. There’s a slice for everyone to sample-from the restless wanderer to the restful pilgrim. No slim pickings here.
Tucked away in an unassuming Soi, acclaimed Chefs Bo and Dylan bring you their latest venture-Err. Straddling Wat Po and the Flower Market, it’s hard to miss.
However you can shake things up a bit and take a boat down the ancient river, get off at Tha Tien pier and ask around. Like an adventure trail.
Resplendent in urban rustic charm, Err spins out full bodied Thai flavors the streets are famous for. Wholesomeness takes on a new meaning, if the dead animals hanging in the kitchen are any indication. Certainly not a sight for the faint hearted. But that’s just the beginning of how seriously the chefs take their fermentation techniques. Every ingredient is home grown and locally preserved to produce fine quality food.
Chef Bo recounts, ‘’As a child, my aunt often regaled us with far eastern tales of quaint fishing villages, built around pristine rivers, food as wholesome as the people and their produce. Tales of nature and nurturing we’ve tried to retain in our restaurant.’’ There’s a chapter to be found in every press of coconut cream and pound of curry paste. The food certainly takes a bite out of Asian influences but its Thai cuisine at the core.
Err caters to robust eaters. Either you bring an ample appetite or company. Street food, fragrant curries and simmering soups make up the grub menu.
Alcohol is popular and free flowing especially with the recent nod to the amendment of local alcoholic production laws. It’s prepared using local ingredients like rice, sugar cane, corn and tropical fruits. Well, one did mention local was the operative ingredient here.
Sated after a leisurely meal, other sights of the cavernous streets call out. Many get lost in exploration, some tread lightly but, as Chef Dylan quips, ‘’like homing pigeons they all come back for a bite, never straying far from their nest.’’