Sutha seats maybe 12 to 15 people. The square footage is so scant you've been inside closets with more space. Any more cramped, and it would be illegal to be a restaurant. A thin layer of drywall separates you from the kitchen. From the other side, you hear the unseen roar of the burner and the loud clangs of a metal spatula beating up a wok. All the while, the smells of whatever the next table is having waft to your nostrils. You're close enough to pluck out a few morsels and, for sure, hear or participate in their conversation. Most will agree, however, that this claustrophobic Thai joint does big-Thai-restaurant flavors.
