Asian Fusion, Thai

Review: Jay Nok

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By Michael White

Thai food in Vancouver has evolved immeasurably throughout the past 20 years. It wasn’t so very long ago that most Thai restaurants’ menus were filled with concessions to the fragile, spice-averse palates of white clientele (spring rolls; stir-fries and noodle dishes as bland as a Coldplay ballad). But the trailblazing likes of Maenam and, more recently, Song and Baan Lao have seduced the masses without sacrificing authenticity. Thai, we all quickly discovered, is among the most sophisticated, nuanced, yet accessible cuisines in the world, and all we’d ever needed was for someone to take the risk of serving it to us in a welcoming setting and wait for our faces to collapse in revelation and pleasure.

Sala Thai, said to have been the first Thai-owned and -operated restaurant in Vancouver, endured for a remarkable 38 years, most of that time in a sprawling space near the bustling Burrard-Robson intersection. Although it settled into an unwavering groove decades ago, it remained in the good graces of everyday diners as well as critics, who praised its consistency and uncommonly cordial service. When its imminent closure was announced in April of last year, no specific reason was given, but its founders and owners, wife and husband Joy and Sam Kongsilp, shared the cryptic remark that “this is not goodbye,” adding, “We look forward to seeing you all again at some capacity in the future.”

That capacity is now here in the form of @jaynokthai in Olympic Village. All vestiges of the room’s former tenant, The Flying Pig, have been erased, and aside from some decorative motifs that nod to Thai heritage, the space is modern, raucous (a DJ on the night we visited was slaying the crowd with a playlist of ’90s R&B bangers), and meant to attract as many demographics as possible. Joy and Sam’s son, Bobby, has taken over as co-owner alongside executive chef Bumpen “Nok” Khangrang (@chef_nok), who also happens to be his wife.

Khangrang’s dishes, developed with consulting chef @clement.kitchan, deftly walk the tightrope between tradition and an acknowledgment of what the masses want to eat nowadays. Non Khai chicken wings, tossed with cilantro and fried garlic, are sensational, while grilled pork jowl (pictured above) — which we were told tends to divide opinion even among Thai diners — was fork tender and seductively flavourful. So too was a green curry in which the typical protein choices of chicken or beef is ingeniously replaced with oxtail. Three-Flavoured Fish arrived begging to be Instagrammed, deboned but still whole, its tender innards extracted from its interior and tossed with bell pepper, fried basil, and a joltingly acidic (and presumably secret) “Mama Joy sauce.”

You will, without question, order the dessert of tempura-fried banana and coconut ice cream, an all-seasons champion that made us wish we hadn’t gorged ourselves so successfully earlier in the meal. Local and Asian beers (plus, lord knows why, Guinness) and a short international wine selection are offered, but you want to avail yourself of the cocktails, which were designed to complement the food and buttress the Thai motif with plenty of citrus and tropical fruit flavours. That said, we recommend the “Adults Only” Thai iced tea, whose generous rum content is all but undetectable until you realize two of them have ever so sweetly knocked you on your ass.

Jay Nok
127 W. 2nd Ave., Vancouver
604-683-7999
jaynokthai.com / Instagram: @jaynokthai

(Photo: Kley Klemens)

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Thai

InterJew #1: Terence Feng (founder, Song)

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By Michael White

When Kley and I launched Jewkarta, in November 2020 (more than a year after we’d initially talked about it, during the first weeks of getting to know each other), we had a number of motivations.

Firstly, it provided a reason/opportunity/excuse for us to explore more of Greater Vancouver’s restaurants, both of us having been food obsessed for as long as we can remember. Secondly, the COVID-19 pandemic was at its height, indoor dining had been indefinitely banned and restaurants were in peril; we hoped that, in some small way, our efforts might help drive takeout/delivery traffic. Thirdly, we were both unemployed and in need of something to do, individually and as a couple.

And lastly, I knew, having served as food editor at a couple of local city magazines, that chefs, cooks and restaurateurs are some of the most entertaining, ambitious, opinionated and quotable (and, occasionally, deranged) people one could hope to meet. What with my journalism career having died several years prior (in tandem with the magazine industry itself), here was an opportunity for me to reconnect with the fascinating behind-the-scenes world of hospitality and for Kley to experience it for the first time.

In the two and a half years since then, Jewkarta has become far more rewarding than either of us could have predicted — especially the extent to which we’ve been shown appreciation by (and even forged a few important friendships with) people in the industry.

For some time now, we’ve been discussing adding interviews with people from the restaurant world to our content mix. And now that my recent health issues have restricted me from dining out (and eating in general) with the total freedom I’d previously enjoyed, this would allow me to start making a significant contribution to Jewkarta again after months of absence.

So, here’s the first of those interviews — and it was easy for us to pick the person with whom we wanted to begin. Not only are we in love with the two Thai-themed restaurants Terence Feng cofounded (Kin Kao and Song); he’s shown us an overwhelming degree of kindness, generosity and support. And in direct contrast to Vancouver’s notorious social frigidity, he actually sought us out because he liked what we were doing and figured we should meet. We’re kind of in love with him too.

Terence seems like a natural-born restaurateur: both of his dining ventures have been a great success. While he’s no longer a day-to-day presence at the still-popular Kin Kao, Song has been a blazing triumph from the moment it opened its doors in November 2021, even earning a prestigious Bib Gourmand designation from the Michelin Guide toward the end of its first year of operation.

All of which makes it fascinating to learn that Terence basically became a restaurant owner by chance, and he doesn’t intend to remain in the industry forever.

This interview has been edited for brevity and clarity.

What’s your earliest memory of being taken to a restaurant?
That’s a good question — I’ve never been asked that! I think, growing up, going out to eat was never really a thing. Food was very much “You eat to live.” We were definitely not well off. I’m the youngest of two siblings in a family that my father… it was his second marriage. He had spent all his wealth bringing his first family from Hong Kong to Vancouver — God knows how much that would’ve cost, because there were nine members, including him — so by the time he had remarried some 15 years later and had me and my brother… We left Hong Kong when I was seven, so my memories of there are minimal. We were new immigrants here and my mom was the only one that was working — she was a seamstress, working 16-hour days — so we didn’t have any money. Trying to learn the language and fitting in was my early childhood. What I do have a memory of is getting McDonald’s when they had the cheeseburger special, which I think was 25 cents a cheeseburger — one for my brother and I to share. When we did otherwise go out to eat, it was always a Chinese restaurant, but I don’t have a memory of where. I didn’t have exposure to anything else until I made my own money.

And when did that happen?
I was making over $100k at the age of 22, in web development. I was very lucky, but also very hard-working. I wasn’t taking a vacation, I wasn’t buying a car; I was paying off my student loans and saving my money to put a down payment on a condo — that was really important to me. And then, once I was able to accomplish a few more things, I was like, “OK, I’m splurging now.” But it’s not like I was going out every single night; I was experimenting and trying new cuisines. I never had a palate for food until I was in my early 30s.

In my early to mid 20s, I was dating a lot and I was trying to impress these girls, so I would cook for them. And I just remember how hard it was to try to follow recipes, and the biggest part of that was because I was trying to be too fancy, too quickly. I would always screw it up. So I gave up and would take them to restaurants — I would rather just pay for it. And I discovered, “Wow, I really just enjoy dining out. The whole experience of it.” I’m not a lazy person — I don’t mind doing dishes or prep, or shopping for ingredients — but I could have whatever I felt like, because I was making my own money and I could just walk down the block and have Thai food. Or, if I was feeling junky, I could have McDonald’s. I was blessed enough to be able to afford it and live in a place where that was within reach. Going out to eat, I made the most of it every time, because I realized I was privileged.

And so once you started dining out regularly, which places did you like best?
It was after I started Kin Kao, and it was Kinome Japanese Kitchen. It was, by far, my favourite restaurant. I felt like every time I walked in there, it was like, “I think this is what it would feel like if I was a part of the TV show Cheers.” It wasn’t just the recognition from everybody; it was a familiarity of the smell of the place and the food. I knew what I was getting and I knew that I’d love it. I would drive across the city to go there. When it closed [in 2018, after being evicted for a new condo development], it was hard for me to sleep. To this day, it’s my favourite restaurant in the city.

And I still eat McDonald’s consistently, because I was always told “No” [as a child]. I don’t go crazy; I’ll have a medium fries and maybe a cheeseburger. Five minutes after I eat it, I feel like shit. … Asian food done well is just so fucking good that Western food just pales.

Given that you were already 30 when you started to really appreciate restaurants, what made you want to open one of your own?
I’d never been a risk-taker. When I left marketing [his career field after web development] and decided I wasn’t going to do it anymore, it wasn’t because I wanted to open a restaurant. I just needed to do something else, but I didn’t know what that was. I’ve always been an opportunist, but in a way that I was never the main idea person. Somebody came up with an idea and they needed someone to help push it forward. I was that guy. I was now 30 and I had all this money in the bank, but I couldn’t do anything with it that made me happy.

I was spending my entire life’s savings to open Kin Kao when I had zero restaurant experience. I even took a 10-month course on finance for restaurant owners. And Tang [Phoonchai, Kin Kao’s co-founder and executive chef], I’d known him at that point for 10 to 15 years. Six years prior, he did mention — maybe not directly to me, but as part of a group — that he wanted to open a restaurant. When he heard that I was leaving [my marketing job] and doing something new, he was like, “Let’s have a conversation. Let me cook for you, the type of food I want to do. Let me know what you think.” I could see it working, but I needed to think about it. It was probably a month before I made a decision. It was going to cost my entire life’s savings, but maybe this was what I needed. What was the worst that could happen? I’d go back to [work in marketing]. I sold my condo and moved back home; I was living in my mom’s basement. It was like the entire weight of the universe was on me, to prove to myself that I wasn’t gonna fail.

Opening up Song was very much the same: It was almost like, “You never believed in yourself, you never thought you were good enough, so maybe this is what you need to do.” I definitely don’t want to do this for the rest of my life, but if I was going to continue to do it for the next 10 years or so, it had to be different. I needed a bigger challenge. If I was doing the same thing [as Kin Kao], I’d be doubling my anxiety but also not feeling accomplished.

What was your initial vision of what Song would become?
It was supposed to be refined street food, and it became nothing like that. Now I would call it authentic Thai at its core, but very experimental, seasonal and local.

If you could change one thing about the restaurant scene in Vancouver, what would it be?
Not just for Vancouver — maybe for all of North America and Europe: consumer etiquette. Not even being on the receiving end. Sometimes when I dine out and I see the way some people behave… But that’s not just dining — that’s just a general statement. As a whole, society needs to be a little more considerate of others. Just don’t be rude. Treat people with respect, in the way that you’d like to be treated — and that should apply to every part of your life. We can always treat each other better. It’s a good feeling.

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Review: Kin Kao Song

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By Michael White

Three months ago, Kley and I decided rather spontaneously to have dinner at Kin Kao, a Thai restaurant we knew had been routinely filling its spartan 25-seat Commercial Drive space since opening in 2015. There was no particular reason for our having passed it by for so long — some restaurants, no matter how grand their reputation, simply fail again and again to place first among an evening’s list of contenders.

In a short Instagram review of our experience, I remarked that we felt ridiculous for having denied ourselves the pleasure of eating there for so long. But as much as we loved the food we were served — which we did a great, great deal — what lingered equally in our memories was the overwhelming kindness with which we were treated, from my being unhesitatingly seated before Kley arrived to the engaged, unhurried conversations with our server, Anna, about, among other things, their compact but wonderful selection of B.C. natural wines. (Kley found his introduction to the likes of Scout Vineyard and A Sunday in August so transporting, his prior self, which was perfectly happy drinking any $10 bottle of mass-produced plonk, had died before the cheque arrived.)

In the interest of fairness, we entered the new Kin Kao Song* this past weekend with modest expectations — not because we weren’t expecting whoever was in the kitchen to match the standards of its original sister restaurant, but because it was only the fourth night of service, and it isn’t uncommon for the most experienced restaurateurs to require weeks or months for a new venture to find its rhythm.

The masses, however, had no interest in letting Kin Kao Song ease into its debut. The room — much larger than Kin Kao’s, but sharing a similar aesthetic collision of industrial workspace and Brooklyn garage sale — was full when we arrived, and seemed somehow more full when we left. An assertive but not obnoxious bass-heavy playlist matched the energy of plates zipping by the dozens from kitchen pass to server to table. It was a scene, but a civilized and convivial scene that we were happy to join.

Speaking of servers, here was Anna again, having relocated full-time to this outpost and taking full control of the wine program, which remains 100 percent natural but now spans from the Okanagan to France to Slovakia. I, tragically, was driving, but took consolation in Jasmine Dream, one of several non-alcoholic drinks here that isn’t a veiled “Up yours” to teetotalers. Kley, meanwhile, made fast friends with the Kalamansi Old Fashioned: true to its name, the titular classic whiskey cocktail dosed with kalamansi reduction as well as floral bitters — like all the liquids here, a thoughtful complement to the food.

And so to the food. It was explained to us (thank you again, Anna!) that the menu here — unlike at Kin Kao, which is much longer and hews closely to classic Thai stir-fries and curries — was borne out of the freewheeling, semi-improvised staff meals that founding chef Tang Phooncha and his crew would make before service. Consequently, while the flavours and aromas at Kin Kao Song are unmistakably Thai, they arrive in forms you likely haven’t seen before. What the menu calls shrimp toast is in fact white bread spread with shrimp paste and given an egg wash before being deep fried to an addictive crunch; a side of “achat” pickled vegetables counters its richness in the way that acidic condiments always do so marvellously in Thai cuisine.

Jaew, a masterfully complex chili dipping sauce made with toasted rice powder, plays a similar contrasting role alongside thin slices of delicious pork jowl, and those achat pickles return to brighten the smoky depth of a trio of beef satay and their accompanying peanut sauce. To the great surprise of these two insatiable carnivores, our mutual favourite was a vegan pomelo salad in which the little-seen Southeast Asian citrus fruit is tossed with crispy shallot and shredded coconut (plus optional tiger prawns) for the cumulative effect of a very good ceviche — light yet substantial, savoury and sweet, a starter that wouldn’t disappoint as a meal on its own. We both would come back just for this.

Kin Kao Song’s current menu will change at the end of winter, but chef’s specials, new wine selections and more will arrive at regular intervals. This long-in-coming restaurant (yet another sufferer of pandemic-related delays and staffing shortages) has achieved the remarkable feat of already feeling confident and lived-in after less than a week. We can’t imagine what they’ll be capable of in a few months’ time, but we won’t be six years late in finding out.

*(“Kin Kao” is the literal Thai translation of “eat rice,” although it’s also a greeting that roughly means “Have you eaten?” “Song” means “two.”)

Kin Kao Song
317 E. Broadway, Vancouver
604-568-0400
kinkao.ca / Instagram: @kinkaosong

(Photo: Kley Klemens)

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