Craving old fashioned Williamsburg Thai ala PlanEat Thailand circa 1997, I chose this place on Manhattan Avenue and ordered chicken pad see ew, which the menu described as having Chinese Broccoli in it. I ordered it "Not too sweet" which has been a standard line lately, to varying degrees of success.
This dish, in addition to having plenty of yucky regular broccoli florets mixed in amongst the Chinese variety, was so sweet it should have come with whipped cream, a cherry, and a thin mint sticking out of it. Yuck. I can't believe I ate it--I still feel guilty like I ate a whole red velvet cake or something.
Who's tops these days for Williamsburg-area Thai? I've given up on Amarin--last meal there (year ago) was dreadful. Of course I'll hit up Sripraphai every once a while for the real thing, but Brooklyn Thai used to be subtler and fresher (much like the borough itself.)