I want to lie to you. I want to keep you as far away from the foot of Sukhothai's smiling elephant awning as possible. Sorry Jeff, Nuit, this may not be good for business but I'm a selfish bastard and don't want to share your food with anyone else. If people knew how good your tiny little outpost of Northern Thai nosh was, they'd gather every friend and march them fife and standard straight down Parliament en masse-- a crazed culinary Drumcree ready to usurp the rightful place of hungry regulars in the snaking take out line while leaving behind a grand guignol of blood and noodles staining the streets crimson with hot sauce-- like a brothers Chapman diorama... well.. minus the Nazis...

Okay, so the only riots you're likely to experience here are the flavours running riot in your mouth as you eat some of the best, tastiest, most authentic Thai this city has to offer.

Read the full review of Sukhothai Restaurant in our restaurant section.