By Crystal K. Wiebe
As someone who makes a living as a journalist, I like to think I have good deductive reasoning skills, especially when it comes to reading. So, when I visited Thai Palace recently, a positively palatial restaurant at the 64th Street exit off I-29, I didn’t think twice about the odd name of the entrée I ordered.
In a posh dining room with lofted ceilings, fancy Asian decor and an attractive wait staff, Golden Crab Friend Rice seemed like an appropriately exotic dish. It took a little longer than expected for my order to arrive, and in that time, my mouth watered at the possibilities. I imagined lightly breaded crab and unusual spices. Or maybe Thai-style crab cakes served atop white rice with a fruity sauce.