My Last Meal

So.. someone walk over to you and start asking you a question, 'if tomorrow was your last day, the next morning you're gonna be hang till your brain juice got squeeze out or electrocuted till your ass get cooked, what do you want to eat for your last meal?' I believe all of us had played this last meal game somewhere, somehow, some moment of time in our life. 

Most of the time, when I played the game with my friends, the answer I got were unexpectedly simple, someone told me all he needed was a nice bowl of Wan Tan Mee, someone answered he wants his mom's 'PongTeh Chicken', some came and said a cool beer with some roasted chicken butt would be awesome ( that would be me too). And I realize most of them are not lavish answer, asking for 5 star cuisine, or abalone, shark fin soup, bird nest etc... It seems that there's a strong connection between good food and memories. Remember the movie Ratatouille? at the end of the day, it is the meal that are closest to your heart that matters. 

A few factors combine to make a meal great, there are no right or wrong answer in this one and I believe everyone had their own version of good meal, mine was definitely fresh good produce, a great company, smile and laughter on the table, a nice view, and a great appetite for food. Picture this, as you're chillaxing by the beach, your left hand holding a cool beer, and you just hooked up with an ever so beautiful girl, a meal was place in front of you, and you knew that after this you're going to have crazy monkey sex with her in the motel room, all of a sudden that meal of yours turn superbly great, and that's what I meant factors that combine to make a great meal. 

So back to that question? 'What will be your meal, if today was your last day? I guess the answer would be simple, people will tend to answer the meal that are affected by great combination of factors, mom's cooking where everyone sat on the table, eating with joy. A chill beer that reminds you the day at the beach, and the woman you hooked up with, and for me? I believe my answer will change according to time, but for now my best meal would be a nice hot piece of Roti Telur Bawang~ 

Is the most simple meal of all, you could get it nearly everywhere in Malaysia, but is the taste of what you grow up with that makes it so unforgettable. I blame it on this shop every time when I had my Roti Canai elsewhere, ahhh this Roti Canai sucks.. the Kuah (gravy) is bad.. this that.. all because of this shop where I had my first best Roti Canai in Malacca, and I blame everything on him, I blame him when he shifted and I couldn't locate his shop anywhere, it used to be just adjacent to my secondary school SFI, and every Saturday morning before the scout meeting begins, I will visit the shop for a nice piece of Roti Telur Bawang and Milo Panas~ 

I thought I would never had the chance to eat it again, thanks to my junior Han Wey for showing me where the shop is. I believe in destiny and I am destine to meet this Roti again, God sent Han Wey to me, to show me the way to that farking good piece of Roti Canai. Roti, crispy on the outside, tender inside, serve hot with fragrance of onion and egg, simply delicious. 

heartier gravy, with a little taste of asam pedas, a little sour and spicy just the way I like it, cut out a little piece of your roti, pour a little gravy over it, take a bite, satisfaction in your mouth, your whole freaking morning just brightens up one degree extra. And that's what I want if it was my last meal before I died.