I was at Yak Thai Poshtel for traditional Thai costume photoshoot. This stall was right at the doorstep of Yak Thai Poshtel.
Photoshoot done, sun set, time for dinner. The area around Yak Thai Poshtel came alive with many street side stalls along the road and canal at Wat Ratchabophit temple.
The buzzing street vibes got me excited. This is the kind of foodie experience I travel for.
The street side drama is normalised. I mean no local bats an eyelid but it lights up my heart like watching a circus fire breathing show.
It's not that I've not seen such flamboyance in Singapore or Malaysia but I never tire of the spectacle of orange wok-licking flames.
Then, there's hissing sizzle, aromatic white plumes from open charcoal grills ð
Our Bangkok kaki Khun Pui loves this place and ordered a lot of dishes ð
I won't know what to do here at Brother Phung, won't even be able to find this place ðĪ
Grilled pork jowl, one of my favourite cuts for grill meat. It's like a juicy sponge with a subtle crunch (like a juicy pear type of sensation), saturated with sweet savoury flavours.
Addictive robust umami savoury, sweet spicy, zest loaded crunchy salads.
We were only snacking here at Brother Phung as we had a dinner appointment fixed at Bar.Yard at the rooftop of Kimpton Maa-Lai Bangkok.
I don't feel qualified to claim anything about knowing Thai cuisine, just that the flavours and feeling I get from Brother Phung's dishes compare well even with well appointed Thai restaurants that I visited before.
Only the setting is dramatically different. There is no better or worse in my humble opinion - they are just different and I enjoyed everything.
Brother Phung is a hardcore street side experience, the type I shamelessly flex.
Written by Tony Boey on 22 Feb 2026


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