The Nasi Lemak was good, with crispy skinned chicken and decent rice. To me, it tasted just a touch too plain. Especially when compared to the Assam Laksa...
I don't know if anyone knows how to make this but if you ever do, and invite me over, I will love you forever. FOREVER.
I don't recall if the boy ate any of it but I think that if he tried, he may have lifelong teeth marks on his fingers.
To finish off, we had to have the cendol, shaved ice with lots of beans and jellied bits with gorgeous dark, almost burnt sugar to sweeten the deal.
Then it was off to the wedding that evening to see the lovely bride and groom seal the deal.
Luckily I found a mini-bowl elsewhere, which had a lighter colored gravy but was just as delicious, redolent of fresh herbs and bolstered by the meatiness of the fish.
My first introduction to Rojak was a bit... well, let's just say I didn't like it. Which for me, is a shock as I like almost EVERYTHING (except Turkish delight. Ick) . Not being one to shy away from foods, I was determined to try it at least twice more to ensure that I don't like it. My parents' rule was try to try it at least 3 times before making a decision of whether or not you like the food. I have adhered to it ever since.
The first time I tried it was at a little Indian Kopi Tan, or Coffee Stand. They had Rojak noodles, so the boy and I ordered a bowl to try. While it wasn't the best thing I ate, it was quite decent and the eggs went especially well with the slightly fishy and nutty sauce. A kind of bent twist on peanut noodles served in mall food courts that the West seem to the like and the East seem to gag at.
Then we tried a plate of traditional Rojak with fruits at quick drink stop at a mall restaurant. This one was more fishy than nutty although crushed peanuts were sprinkled on top. I can't say that I liked it but I didn't dislike it. It seem a little bit "wrong" and that's even to me, who enjoy sweet mixed with savory and especially fruits in savory dishes.
All in all, the boy and I agreed, we wished we had more stomach space to fit in all the delicious looking food we wanted to eat. At the end we were defeated. But Malaysian food seem to be very big and bold in flavor, the absolute opposite of that of English food. Rather than a friendly tap on the shoulder, it was more of a get up and smack you in the face food. While I enjoy subtleties of some of the more quiet food flavors, I also love food that yells. And Malay food definitely yells.
All in all, the boy and I agreed, we wished we had more stomach space to fit in all the delicious looking food we wanted to eat. At the end we were defeated. But Malaysian food seem to be very big and bold in flavor, the absolute opposite of that of English food. Rather than a friendly tap on the shoulder, it was more of a get up and smack you in the face food. While I enjoy subtleties of some of the more quiet food flavors, I also love food that yells. And Malay food definitely yells.
Sorry, no addresses for most but here's Madam Kwan's.
Madam Kwan's
- 65 & 65-1, Jin Telawi Tiga,
Bangsar Baru, 59100 Kuala Lumpur
Tel: 03-2284 2297
- Lot. 420/421, Level 4, Suria KLCC,
Kuala Lumpur City Centre, 5088 Kuala Lumpur
Tel: 03-2026 2297
- Lot. F-052, First Floor, Mid Valley Megamall,
Mid Valley City, 59200, Kuala Lumpur
Tel: 03-2287 2297/98
3 comments:
Oh, I'm salivating! I want assam laksa. Can't get it in Hong Kong - well, you can but it's not very good. And what's the point of wasting precious stomach space on not-so-good assam laksa when there are many more delicious things to eat?
Which parent? :)
Haha, trust a teacher to pick up my typos!! :)
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