From the Sydney Morning Herald:
Wake up, Sydney, and smell the lemongrass. Do you know what’s under your collective nose? Anyone who has lived away from this city for any time suffers withdrawal symptoms for Thai chicken curry, deep-fried snapper with sweet chilli sauce, pad thai noodles or Thai beef salad, whether from Longrain, Chat Thai, Spice I Am, Sailor’s Thai or (insert your favourite local Thai here). Even Sydneysiders who have moved to Thailand suffer post-Sydney-Thai-fabulousness syndrome.
That’s because there is nothing in the world like Sydney Thai food. Europe can’t do it and neither can America. London certainly can’t, with one honourable exception (David Thompson’s Nahm), and neither can Bangkok, because only Sydney has the mix of climate, produce, attitude and style – and those last two are as important as the first two.
(Emphasis mine.)
Link via this New Mandala post, where you’ll find some reactions to the story. And here’s more, um, hard-hitting feedback from Stomachs on Legs.