20261011

蕎麦はタイ人にとって難しい食材では?

もがみ製麺という、蕎麦屋が、タイに1号店を出すらしい。もがみ製麺は、岐阜県を中心とした蕎麦のチェーン店らしい。自分は東京の人間なので、初めて知った。

実は、海外に来ると、結構こういうパターンは、ある。どういうパターンかというと、日本に居ても、別の地方に住んでいると、その地方に存在するチェーン店のことを知らず。で、海外に来て、初めて知るという現象である。

例えば、昔グアムに行った時に、「藤一番」というラーメン屋が、2軒あった。てっきり、自分は、「ああ、きっと日本人が経営していて、グアムで初めて2軒作ったんだな。」と、思っていた。ところが後で、わかったのだけど、それはどうやら、名古屋の方のラーメンチェーンとのことだった。名古屋近くの人じゃないと、日本人でも知らない。海外で初めて食べる。

同じようにタイに来た頃、焼肉ヤマトというのが、1軒あって。これもきっと、日本人がタイで始めたのか、と、思っていたら、ここは店内にたくさん情報があったので、岩手のチェーン店とわかった。実際に、その後、岩手に初めて行った時に、レンタカーを借りて走っていたのだけど、ヤマトの看板がたくさん出てきて、ロゴマーク見て、親近感を覚えた。なぜなら、タイの店舗と同じロゴだからである。つまり、ヤマトもタイに来て知ることになった。あ、ヤマトは既にタイを撤退した。

「生そばあずま」も、福岡のwestというチェーンって、知らなかった。同様に、8番ラーメンも金沢らしいね。知らなかった。なんなら、MKも日本のとか??

例えば、自分も知っているような、関東にあるチェーン店が海外に出れば、当然知っていることになるのだけど。例えば、「新宿ねぎし」、「つばめグリル」、「蒙古タンメン中本」、「椿屋コーヒー」などなどらしいけど、きっとこれは地方の人は知らないだろう。なので、もしも、これらがバンコクに店を出せば、東京の人間は知っているけど、地方の人間にとっては、知らないことになる。

ただ、なぜかわからないけど、東京中心に展開する外食チェーンって、タイに来てないよね。なんでだろう。 あ、でも、昔、「じゃんがらラーメン」が来たけど、すぐに撤退したな。

で、話変わるけど、コロナ禍以降、バンコク中心に、タイに存在する日本食の店は、ターゲット客をタイ人にしなければ生き残れないことになっている。だから、今となっては、日本食レストランの普段は、ほぼほぼ感覚的に言えば、90%くらいタイ人客なのではないだろうか。

タイ人客と考えた時に、ラーメンは良い。今では、日本食レストランで働いていた大人が、タイで独立してラーメン屋を開くほど、ラーメンもタイには浸透している。で、寿司とか居酒屋はもう、古典的な業態として、もちろん存在する。 で、最近だけど、うどんがじわじわと広がり始めている。数年前まで丸亀製麺があったけど、少しタイミングが悪かった。なぜなら、今だからだ。丸亀製麺、まさに、今、もう一度タイに来れば、良いかもしれないけど、まあ、1度撤退すると、難しいんだろうな。

で、何が言いたいかと言えば、もがみ製麺は、蕎麦の店。

いやあ、ラーメン、うどんは、タイ人にも浸透すると思うけど、蕎麦は難しいのではないだろうか?

ラーメンとか、うどんは、結構スープとか具の濃い味で食べられると思うけど、蕎麦って、タイ人には難しい食材だと思う。もちろん、日本人にとっては、日本の蕎麦が食べられるならハッピーだけど、前述のように、今となっては、タイ人客を相手にしないと、外食は伸びないのだ。

さあ、もがみ製麺の挑戦は、どうなるだろう。蕎麦は、タイ人に浸透するのだろうか?

ハリボテに書いてある情報によると、タイ1号店のオープンは2027年の1月とのことである。

20260926

Bangkok Diary: Return of the Dragonflies

 It's been raining for about three days straight now, and half the city is flooding. I've lived here roughly ten years, and I genuinely cannot remember it being this bad. This isn't garden-variety Bangkok rain — this is the kind that turns streets into rivers and parking lots into ponds.

Funny thing — the day before all this started, I remember seeing dragonflies everywhere outside. I even wondered at the time if the drainage-ditch-slash-canal near my place was breeding ground zero for all of them. Then the rain came down nonstop for three days, and I honestly forgot about them. Where do dragonflies even go during a flood-level downpour? I had no idea, and frankly no way to find out.

Today the rain finally let up for a bit, and suddenly they were everywhere again — like they'd been hiding out somewhere this whole time, waiting for a break in the weather to come back outside all at once.

Except now they seem to be laying eggs directly into puddles in the road and the parking lot. Which — no. That's not a pond. That's asphalt with standing water on it. I genuinely wanted to walk over and explain, "hey, buddy, wrong spot," except I don't speak dragonfly, and even if I did, I'm not sure how you'd talk one out of bad real estate decisions.

I don't actually know how long an adult dragonfly lives, but whatever the number is, I have to imagine they're feeling the pressure right about now. Three days of their presumably short adult lifespan, just gone, spent waiting out a flood instead of doing whatever it is dragonflies are supposed to be doing. No wonder they're laying eggs in parking lot puddles. At this point, I think they're just going for it.

20260924

Bonus Essay: Things You Should Never Do in Thailand

 If you're coming from an English-speaking, mostly-white environment, Asia takes some adjusting to. If you're from somewhere like New York, LA, London, or Sydney, you've probably already got Asian immigrant communities around you, so the culture shock is softer. But if you're coming from somewhere more homogeneous — small-town America, say — the adjustment takes a little longer.

That said, the adjustment period doesn't last. Everyone's friendly, everyone's curious about you, and if you're a guy, you'll probably have a girlfriend within weeks. That part happens fast.

Case in point: a friend of mine, from what Americans themselves would call the middle of nowhere. Tall, blond, classically handsome — and also, by his own admission, a total small-town guy underneath it. Good-natured, easygoing, but back home he had no real job prospects and no luck with women. Just quietly stuck.

Then he landed in Bangkok. First reaction: pure culture shock at how enormous and dense the city is. Second reaction, much more useful to him: people here look at a tall blond guy and see a Hollywood movie. Suddenly he's read as some kind of effortlessly elegant city sophisticate, which, let's be honest, he was not. But that misread became an advantage.

With no particular skills to speak of, he did what a lot of guys in his position do — started teaching English. Not because he had any special command of the language, just because he happened to speak it natively, and that alone is marketable currency once you cross an ocean.

Job: acquired. Girlfriend: acquired, almost immediately.

So here's a guy who, for the first time in his life, has everything going his way — job, girlfriend, social status he never had back home. Naturally, it went to his head a little. You try telling a guy in that state to stay humble; he's not listening. Everything's finally working out for him, and it's the first time he's ever felt that.

Then the ex-boyfriend shows up.

One thing leads to another, words get heated, and it turns into a full-on shouting match. My friend, riding high on his new life, doesn't back down — comes across like he's telling the guy to know his place and get lost.

What he didn't know — what most newcomers don't know — is Thai culture around face and pride. Losing face in public is, for a lot of Thais, worse than almost anything else you could do to them. Pride runs deep here, arguably deeper than almost anywhere.

And the other thing he didn't know: Thailand quietly has a lot of guns in circulation. More than people realize. Incidents happen that never make international news.

What happened after that, exactly, I honestly don't know. We drifted apart not long after, the way friendships in this city sometimes just do, and I never got the full story.

But the lesson stands regardless of how his particular story ended: never, ever, under any circumstances, get into a confrontation with a Thai person.


Bangkok Diary: The Morning Panic That Wasn't

 Woke up this morning with a strange, dull pain under my arm. For about thirty seconds, I genuinely panicked — the mind goes straight to worst-case scenarios before you've even had coffee. Lymph nodes, some mystery illness, the works. Classic 6 a.m. catastrophizing.

But no. It's almost always the same boring culprit: the air conditioner. I slept in a tank top again, which in hindsight was a mistake, because a night of cold air blasting directly onto exposed skin is basically an invitation for this exact kind of ache. Lesson relearned, not for the first time.

And it's never just the one thing. Once I'm properly awake and taking inventory, there's usually a small lineup of minor complaints waiting for me. The light feels too sharp for no reason — dry eyes, probably, from staring at screens all day with no real breaks. My lower back and legs feel stiff and cold, like the muscle itself got chilled overnight. It's a whole little parade of "wait, what's wrong with me today," and every single time, the answer is: nothing, really. Just the AC doing its quiet damage while I slept.

The annoying part is knowing the fix and still not doing it. Turn the AC off and it's too hot to sleep. Use the timer function and, more often than not, it just doesn't cooperate — welcome to Thailand. So the actual solution is embarrassingly low-tech: put on long sleeves and long pants before bed instead of sleeping half-dressed like it's still July back home.

And, like clockwork, by the time late morning rolls around, all of it — the aches, the light sensitivity, the general sense of "something's wrong" — just quietly resolves itself. Sympathetic and parasympathetic nervous systems sorting themselves out, apparently. My body's daily reminder that most of my problems are self-inflicted and temporary.

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