At Mekong, we drift down from Burma cloud country, trace the Lao border, wake up to Thai sunrises, pause by Cambodian pagodas and wade through rice paddies in Vietnam. Each Asian fusion dish is an escapist’s wish. Each shareplate invites companions for the voyage.
You there, traveller – this shall be your map.
“across the continent membrane undulating skin
cloistered by riots of tropical green,
the rumpled elegance of seaborne trade”