My aunt was in town a couple of days ago. My aunt and her partner and my mom were going to go out to dinner but at the last momment they decided to order takeout and they wanted me to go get it. One of the things my aunt asked for was Mee Krob. When we called the restauraunt to order ahead we asked what Mee Krob was. We were curious. The answer we got was “Mee Krob is Mee Krob”.  Uh, yeah, we gathered that. We figured we would wat until we picked it up and maybe then we could get a better idea of what the h*ll is was.

How very much I would like to answer so many questions like that. Maybe they were getting a mystical on me. Mee Krob is Mee Krob. It is the sound of one hand smacking you in the face. Look inside for the Mee Krob you just ate, then knock over the water pitcher to get a promotion from Cook to Roshi.

Just remember. Mee Krob is Mee Krob.