Kungs Cafe Lao, no apostrophe,is a haven, a cave that smiles –discrete, it doesn’t ask questions.Dried gourds hang from bamboo rafters.The coffee, Lao coffee, is thick and sweet. Pots of dangling greens interrupt the sunlight; strings bearing delicate ceramic figures curl slowly when the fan’s arc curves.The side wall is the same, and more: butterflies, […]