Laksa Sarawak, anyone knows how it differs from laksa Penang, or laksa KL?
To me, there's real laksa (the former), and there's other chaplang styles of laksa (the latter). Then again, even within the former style, there are chaplang versions.
Tomato kuay teow = wat tan hor - soya sauce + tomato sauce.
Strange as it may seem, my liking for this particular dish is due to my father bombarding me with this dish (yes, my opinion was not sought) whenever we went out for breakfast during childhood.
It is customary whenever I visit L in Nilai, to have breakfast before I depart.
This time it was to a seeming Hakka noodle place. I can't even remember the name of this place now. To be honest, I was kind of disappointed, it turned out to be mee pok disguised with Hakka noodle ingredients. I thought the Hakka noodle's noodle is supposed to be narrower? Certainly, they are so at the other Hakka noodle stalls I've eaten at, and they did not disappoint, unlike this one.
I was amazed (still am) when I saw tables full of people sitting under the canopy outside the restaurant, under the hot afternoon sun. Lunch was Y's treat. The layout upstairs was lounge style.
Had a craving for yuan-yang, the real kind, i.e. kuay teow and bihun. Then C recommended to try the sai kua tai: this humongous jug (drink directly from it) of watermelon juice. Kept drinking and still could not reach the bottom.
My friend C drove me here to have a try, said it was worth checking out. Great stuff, it was packed full of sardines (typo, I meant to say people). This must be the first time that I was eating at a relaxed pace at a buffet venue. Obviously, I was only eating from the tomyam side of the boat.
Seri Kembangan, hmm. Used to be a village of a town, that you drive through on the way to from Cyberjaya to the Mines. Now there's Jusco and modern shops. Photos show the Kenny Rogers chicken and side dishes...and Malaysia's version of jacket potato, ho hum, nothing to shout about.
really did not know until my friends ordered these dishes, that these days people yuan-yang everything (yes, meat), not just the hor fun and bihun. Not a bad idea though, they look nicer compared to using separate small plates.
What's the point of eating if one doesn't have mamak food once in a while? Roti kosong, maggi goreng ayam, and finally, mee version of goreng pataya (the taste didn't impress me
Setapak version of pan mee; G's treat. The soupy one was ordered by a friend: I always say water spoils the taste, yet why do people (e.g. my father and this friend of mine) prefer soupy noodles?
Our Nilai friend recommended this place. Grand hall, nice ambience; we were surprised there were so few people eating there. Being adventurous, someone ordered bittergourd cooked with sour plums, and some strange duck concoction.
Dengkil is not without its attractions, despite starting out as a humble village when Cyberjaya was first conceived. We were celebrating (indeed we were) a friend's departure to supposedly greener pastures.