The House, the first and only Belgian restaurant in Luang Prabang, Lao PDR, was founded by two Belgian travellers. They had come for a trip through Laos, but when they reached Luang Prabang in 2007, they couldn’t bear to leave! So they founded The House Restaurant in Luang Prabang, a home away from home for other travellers looking for some European comforts in beautiful Luang Prabang, Lao PDR. Read More
Rattana Guest House is located in the center of Luang Prabang (Laos) – a world heritage site of UNESCO and is run by two sisters, Phone and Nith, in a family atmosphere. The guesthouse consists of 2 buildings, one of which is a wooden heritage house and it is centrally located within only a few minutes walk from the Mekong River, the old town and the night market. The sisters speak both French and English and Nith is a licensed tour guide, who is happy to provide information about the town and help with planning trips around the country.
The Rattana Guest House has a total of 14 rooms, all of which have hot water showers, AC (air conditioning) + Cable TV, and fans. Read More
You would be forgiven for passing Nisha by. It’s unlikely that you could have missed it, of course, spilling in its rickety way out onto the sidewalk from its tiny home, announcing with a large and tilting sign that this place, indeed, serves “Indian and Lao Food”—the “Lao” having been blocked out. You might have decided that the place looked like it had been furnished with the remnants of a thousand yard sales. Tabletops peel, chair cushions are repaired with duct tape. Dishes are faded, mismatched plastic, battle-scarred by what appears to have been centuries of combat with merciless forks and knives. Napkins match, for a wonder, but only because they’re probably the slowly disintegrating pieces of one ancient sarong. The cigarette packs in the display case are empty, having been smoked or given away by the staff long ago—though that staff will happily run out and fetch you a pack. Read More
The first time I heard about the Lao Omelet was from a bearded man in a blue backpack in Washington DC. He asked me to take his picture and we ended up talking about how I was moving to Luang Prabang. Turned out, he’d been there and said if there was one thing I had to eat in Laos, it had to be the Lao Omelet. Blue backpack man: this one goes out to you.
The Lao Omelet Shop is manned by a chubby Lao woman. Her shop consists of a wooden table and a bench under a weathered cabana. Since I’ve been here, she has become quite the entrepreneur: she now has a blackboard sign complete with hipster chalk in green and yellow outlining the various dishes that she can serve you; no more confused Falangs–just point to the “yellow egg pancake” and nod. Read More
First, lets take a moment of silence in honor of its awesomeness.
Sweet baby Jesus I love this place.
Yensabai is the last stop (if you’re lucky) in any epic Luang Prabang night. After dinner at Lao Lao, a few Dengue Dreams at Utopia, a techno dance party at Dao Fa and bowling with the Chinese mafia, Yensabai is the only place to be. Really, though, it actually is the only place in town that will be open (aside from the two noodle shops next to the bar, whose entire economy is based off of late-night pho-hungry Yensabai clientele). Read More
Dao Fa is the local nightclub, and one of the few joints in town that’s open past 11:30 pm. In order to truly enjoy the entity that is Dao Fa, you will have to be shit faced. Don’t laugh, I’m not kidding.
To prep yourself, first make your way to the Falang bars in town and down at least 5 Lao Lao whiskey shots and 10 Beer Lao bottles. Once you’re sufficiently drunk, (don’t be the fool that throws up on people–this isn’t Vang Vieng), find yourself some friends and a tuktuk to take you there. Read More
Soup. Noodle soup. No matter the meal, no matter the temperature outside, soup is the Lao meal of choice. You can get soup at just about any little shop on the side of the road – essentially, any Lao person’s home-turned-noodle-shop – but there are some that exceed the calibre of expectation.
Hence, the Magic Soup Shop.
Renowned within the local community as having the best khao piak noodles in town, this unassuming shop at the end of the peninsula has earned its reputation through word of mouth. Rumblings on the street of “magic soup” attract falang and Lao alike. Have a seat on the ceramic benches under faded beer umbrellas outside and gaze at the quintessential Lao temple, Wat Xiengthong, across the street. Try not to gawk at the monks. Fill up your glass at the water cooler, but beware, as-per Lao style, the glasses have been used by every customer before you. Read More
I’m addicted to AB’s coffee scoop. And by addicted, I mean I have an urge to go every time I eat something that’s heavily induced with MSG (which is everything) and hell, I’m having an urge to go just by writing this sentence.
This small Lao bakery/ice cream shop boasts many things: among them–a fish fountain that has no fish, an outdoor eating area with white wooden tables that remind me of white picket fences, and a large digital clock that keeps tracks of the mili-seconds you’re spending savoring every bite of your ice cream. Sometimes, if you’re lucky, you can eat ice cream while listening to an acoustic Thai version of Ke$ha’s Tick Tock. Yes, it’s as ridiculous as it sounds. Read More
Utopia lies on the edge of the Nam Khan River and is the go-to place for all Falangs passing through Luang Prabang. I go to Utopia when I want to get my groove on to the likes of Michael Jackson, when I want to observe scruffy Falang travelers in Beer Lao tank tops hit on scantily dressed Falang girls in oversized Aladdin pants, and when I have the animalistic urge to play beach volleyball in a developing Southeast Asian country. Read More