Wandering through the riotous, labyrinthine stalls of Bangkok’s Chatuchak Market has given you an appetite. For hours, you’ve been pressing between crowds of local women haggling over mangoes, melons, and rank-smelling durian fruit; karaoke-CD hawkers wailing into staticky microphones; and bamboo cages full of fighting cocks and fluffy barking puppies. Suddenly, the aroma of sizzling sesame oil overtakes you—and dead ahead, you see a vendor scooping hot, crispy-looking snacks into paper…
