Isan — the twenty provinces of Thailand's rural northeast — has always cooked for itself first. Sticky rice from bamboo baskets. Papaya salads pounded so hard the mortar sings. Sausages hung in the dry season to sour, then thrown onto the grill for the sweet, funky crust only fermentation gives you. It is a cuisine of farmers and rice fields, not resorts. It doesn't ask permission to be spicy, and it doesn't dilute for a wider room.
Som Tum Jinda opened on Gerrard Street to serve that cooking honestly. Our som tum is pounded by hand for every plate — bird's-eye chilies bruised into the fish sauce and lime, papaya julienned coarse and left with bite. Larb is chopped, toasted, and lifted with roasted rice powder. Sai krok Isan comes off the grill as it should: crackling, sour, meant to be eaten with a bite of raw cabbage, a nub of ginger and a small green chili.
"We cook the food our grandmothers cooked. If it burns, that means it's honest."
— The kitchen at Som Tum Jinda
You'll find the whole northeast on our menu — khao niao to catch the sauce, tom saep when the winter closes in, grilled chicken and short ribs from the charcoal, and a papaya salad for every level of pain. Bring people who eat with their hands. Order more than you think. Ask for extra rice.