Let’s see now, there was at least 9 of us floggers (food bloggers). Yes, I am playing it safe by not listing names. Very good chance I will miss out one or two. Yup, it was that long ago.
Incredibly bleached pictures ahead. Limited lightings with shadows abound. When I uploaded the photos, all black. I cannot even see what I shot. So presenting heavily doctored pictures.
Crawl started here.
Happily we tucked into 3 of its signature dishes.
Not so happily settled:-A few of us who had been there were shocked at what we believed were the higher than usual prices. Our conclusion, the restaurant hiked up our bill to ‘penalise’ us for occupying space and ordering only such small number of dishes … most unethical, no?
The crawl must go on.
We crossed the busy road and .. whoa *making a dramatic sweeping arms open wide gesture* One of the many street food paradises in our city!
Floggers immediately went into action. A couple went to see about our seating arrangement (grabbing empty tables and chairs), a few scooped around for things to order.
"Si-thau.. Auntie.. Leng-sou.. I’ll take this, this, and of course this .. how much.. what's the difference.. ingredients include .. and .."
Others busy shooting away at the stalls, ingredients, crowd, ambience and selves.
A banquet made up of:-
Boiled cockles. Don’t fret rasa malaysia, I do believe I ate your share.
Chee-cheong-fun (Steamed Flat Rice Sheets) drenched in curry gravy and in sweet bean sauce. Specially dedicated to bubbly CCF fanatic, of course.
Fried Chicken. Handsome Jackson swore by these crunchily-lious. Come to think of it, I think we ended up ordering 2 more plates!
Yau-yu-ong-choy (Cuttlefish and kangkung greens). I'm very sure we had that. Just cannot find the picture. =(
Mixed Pork Soup. We had better.Mixed Pork Porridge. Uh-oh, again no picture. (-_-)"
Fried Chicken Legs. Pity I have not acquired this fetish so woe to me watching the others took these apart in gusto.Iced Luk-mei drink (literally translated as 6 tastes drink)Chinese Herbal Tea drink. Less another eye-stinger. No picture.
Fried Raddish Cake. I like it chili hot.Money spent:- Err.. I don’t know how much all the above cost. I was busy positioning, snapping pictures, spooning, forking and directing personal food traffic, not much paying. *shy* Hail all generous paymasters, thank you thank you.
Night not so young but we were, especially our tummies. Desserts! After much deliberation, we leaned on paprika’s connection to score us a table at a restaurant specialising in Malay cuisine.Oh my, talk about a sudden change of ambience and being underdressed.Felt a bit shy at first. Key word here is ‘at first’. The next second this happened.
Wow. ‘Hey, you are in my light.” Click-click-click.‘Can move that away?’Oh, gorgeous-nya. Click-click-click‘Place here, place here. Here more light.’‘Click-click-click. Are you done yet? Even the cakes are melting!Sadly, my food pictures don’t do justice to the presentation nor the taste at all so please torture yourself here, here and here. My personal favourites were Durian Cheesecake and Gula Melaka Cake. Calling mamak stalls ‘kakis’, they offer Teh Tarik Ice Cream!
Bill:- paprika insisted on treating. =O
This food blogging hobby of mine is so rewarding! *enthusiastically pat self & (ahem) pockets then run to hide from the anti-opportunist /cheapskate brigade*
Contact:-The restaurant's website
Psst...If you hear grumblings or gasps of disbelieve the moment you enter this post, its expected. No, it’s not time for your medica..(ahem) vitamins. Nor mine. Those audible buzz would be from my fellow floggers who are amazed at my ‘Malaysian Time’ in posting events. This crawl happened almost 4 months ago (according to Ipoh Mali Jason, it was on auspicious 070707). *smiles sheepishly and slinks away*