Last Thursday night my daughter and I had soccer practice and afterwards were on our own for dinner. We drive by Thai Roses every night after practice so we decided to finally give it a try. My daughter tried a Thai iced tea (since it was her first time eating Thai food) and I decided to follow the advice of the table card which said, ” To know Thailand, know Chang.” Adorned with elephants and Thai-looking stuff (anthropology term), the little fold-up table garbage looked credible.

My daughter’s pad thai was passable and bland enough not to scare her off but the Thai iced tea was too sweet for even an 11 year old. My musuman curry was too sweet for my tastes, but I have to admit that I didn’t really ask for spice. As for my beer, I guess I actually do know Thailand. Cause if you know Budweiser, you know Chang. Lets just say that the number one beer in Thailand got there the same way the number one beer in America got there. Volume.

The high-volume taste of Budweiser brings the “clean, crisp” taste of white-trash America to the rich culture of Thailand the same way George W. Bush is bringing democracy to Iraq. Yeah!