I am on the threshold of heaven and hell, veering between the gateway of one and the anteroom of the other.
And it is all because of the most unassuming dish on the menu: the winged beans (aka four-angled beans) with plump prawns, chilli jam, and an onsen egg on the verge of detonating molten yolk. Coconut milk puts the 'yum' in the Yum Tua Plu, but no amount of Butterfly Pea Cooler will quell the fire in my gob after failing to circumvent an especially large piece of chopped dried chilli.
My dining companions offer me sips of their Lemongrass Cooler and Cha Yen as I fruitlessly fan my tongue, but masochism impels me to ride out the wave.