Marcel Winatschek

Seaweed, Sriracha, and the Snack That Ruined Everything Else

Some friends of Leni’s came by and brought a bag of Tao Kae Noi Crispy Seaweed. Flat green discs, seasoned, vaguely oceanic—pleasant enough that you’d finish the bag politely, unremarkable enough that you’d never seek it out again. One of those Asian snacks filed under interesting once and promptly forgotten.

Then I found the sriracha chilli garlic version. The Asia market near Alexanderplatz stocks the full Tao Kae Noi lineup, and whoever decided that toasted seaweed needed sriracha and roasted garlic deserves some kind of recognition. The original is a warm-up act. This is the show. The heat builds slowly, the garlic lingers, and the texture—thin, brittle, dissolving almost before you’ve registered it—means you’ve eaten ten before you’ve started counting.

About two euros a bag, roughly 150 calories, which means you can finish the whole thing without doing the mental arithmetic that ruins snacking. There’s also shrimp, wasabi, and curry, an extra-spicy version, and apparently an XXL format I choose to believe is real. Every Thai person reading this has been eating these for years and is not even slightly impressed by my discovery. Fair enough. I’m late. The seaweed is excellent regardless.