Friday, September 30, 2011

Char Siew Rice @ Jalan Bunga Raya Malacca

Good food, great vibe, awesome experience.

Good Food

Simple, Unpretentious, Commoner's Food. Great sauce, crunchy roasted pork, sweet, tasty with a little burned at the edge of Char Siu, Char Siu's BBQ sauce along with curry sauce to give that extra sweetness and slight kick in spiciness  pouring it over the top of the rice makes a damn fucking good meal. I'm not joking, I like my rice wet.. real wet basically soaked in the curry, I even asked for an extra bowl of rice just for that. A small plate of onion in egg strips, to give that extra flavor and difference in texture. 

Great Vibe 

Sitting around with strangers, indulging in the same food that everyone loves, without words but the same expression of satisfaction when one is done.. we know we are all the same. 

Awesome Experience 

Crazy weather, Great Food, Warm People... and a cold sugar cane drink is the only thing I need. 

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Wan Tan Noodles @ Restaurant Dong Fang Malacca

Wan Tan Noodles, typical food for Malaysian Chinese where people have it for breakfast, lunch, dinner or supper, such simple food yet there are vast numbers of ways to do it differently, from the sauce, the 'Char Siew' (meat), the 'wan tan' (dumpling), the 'soup', the noodles etc. And everyone of them taste differently and special in its on way. Which is why everyone has their own particular taste when it comes eating wan tan noodles.

There's this particular stall that I love when it comes to eating Wan Tan Noodles in Malacca. The only shop in Malacca that gives you 'Siew Bak' along with 'Char Siew' with thick and flavorful sauce that suits me well as I'm that kind of guy that loves strong taste of food, the noodles were served along with a bowl of flavorful  broth holding three little wan tans inside, wan tans are small but the filling is succulent and tasty. The stall was run by a family, a husband and wife combo along with the assistant from their children ever since God knows how long, the stall starts selling at 9pm in the evening and towards 2 or 3am in the morning, definitely a good place for wan tan's fanatics after sundown. Price ranges from RM 4-5, apart from that the stall provides curry noodles (not bad as well), chicken feet, and some green 'choi sam' with sesame oil. 

The stall is located inside an old style coffee shop known as Restaurant Dong Fang, somewhere along the road of Bukit Cina's wet market. Come early around 9pm or late after 12pm as it gets crowded especially during the weekends. 

Happy Eating~ =) 

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Bukit Gedong Goreng Pisang Malacca

Underneath that bright, intense sunlight of Malacca, there's a little shop made up of bricks and zinc roof located at the opposite of an old Chinese cemetery accommodating lazy working adults, high school students, Mak Cik Mak Cik, Pak Cik Pak Cik, and also some guy who is unemployed, too free, too boring, too hungry and on the look for some afternoon snacks to fill the tummy, kill the boredom, skip work, and to keep the jaw moving. 

Behold.. the signature sinful food of Malaysia~ The locals called it 'Goreng Pisang' (Deep Fried Banana) 

Crispy on the outside, lovingly sweet and tender at the inside, is that kind of food you won't get enough of, like a devil the alluring smells penetrating your senses, challenging your great wall of determination till it falls and crumble down into pieces. Without notice, your hand just reach over, take a bite, munching munching, that crunching sounds from that crispy outer layer, Opps! that's when you realize is all too late, you have succumbed to the alluring aura of 'Goreng Pisang', you're drop dead embarrassed, but you couldn't help you're hooked! 1 more 1 more... then I will stop.. but you never will. 

Pairing it with a chill Icy Milo at such weather gives you the extra 101% of satisfaction. The thing I like them the most is that the food is cheap and so does the drink. It only cost me RM3.20 for just that. If you're interested, the shop starts selling at 2pm in the afternoon, drive along Jalan Bukit Gedong and you will see a shop with lots of cars and bikes park along the side, that will be the place you're looking for.

=) till then, happy eating. 

Friday, September 23, 2011

The Desperate Times~

I spent my undergraduate years at a deserted land mining area called Tronoh, that unforgettable place that has rooted deeply inside my heart, I remembered when cows, buffaloes used to own the street, and when you walked out from the school, all you could see was sand, a lot of them, everywhere and on the far side, is a deserted lake due to mining activities during the booming times~

At the beginning of my undergraduate years~ 

Closest entertainment source was disturbing your roommate, or looking out the window, watching the day turns from foggy morning with rays of sunlight shinning into your window, to night sky with bright starts above along with the chirping sound  of crickets and the smell of burning mosquitoes coil. 

When the long hope weekends finally arrived, I remembered walk all the way out from the campus early in the morning, just to get the earliest bus out from that God Forsaken place, I usually head down to either two places, one is the Interstate Terminal of Ipoh known as Gopeng (so that I can go back my hometown), or Shopping Mall for some weekend entertainment with my friends. 

I remembered sitting at that old rusty town bus in green commonly know as 'General' or the red known as 'Ipoh Roadways' that comes with a loud noise and leave with tonnes of black smoke (almost close to a fart), sitting in that cramped bus, tumbling and swaying and tumbling, and with the addition of what I like to call the 'Mystery Scent' a mixture of smell from fruits, Nasi Lemak, Curry, Body Odor, Smokes from the engine and cigarettes, all mixed up, infiltrate and penetrate every capable sense of smell in me... and soon I passed out with my head on a free swaying motion opposing the motion of the bus, because of that my neck strained everytime when I get off that DaMn bus. 

Best food that time.. McDonald. Sad to say but that big yellow letter 'M' was my symbol of happiness that time, due to depressing days of eating the same same but different 'Nasi goreng Cina, India, Melayu, USA, Tomato, Pattaya, Papaya etc..' I can't believe I ate those unspeakable food...crap.. just to keep myself alive to live day by day waiting for the arrival of weekends.. so that I can eat McDonalds...and it makes me cry a little while writing this. 

Best babes to look at... my favourite next door 'Ah Lian' that wonders around Ipoh Parade (shopping mall in Ipoh)... Teenage girl wearing socks so high up that you thought they were from the hockey league, with excessive make ups and accessories, hairs with the colours of the rainbow, striking, eye catching and entertaining.

All that ended when I reached my second year in school... I got my car! and with that I concluded my desperate days in school~

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Great Breakfast Option

If you wake up in the morning, having an enormous hunger for food, please do not waste that hunger by eating CraP! What I meant by crap, is something you don't enjoy eating, something that makes you feel nothing or  just for the sake of refueling. Eat something that makes you happy and satisfied, since you earned it for holding on so long since last night. 

A decent meal in the morning, gives you a great start of the day, being alone at home, and having all the time that I want now, is indeed a luxury. I have the leisure of thinking what I want to eat, take out the products from the fridge, do the prep work, make my own food, sit back, relax and enjoy a great meal. 

Decided to make myself some toast with scramble eggs and bacon. Gathered some fresh produce from the fridge, did some prep work, removed the inner part of the tomato to avoid over moisture, cut it into cubes, slice some spring onion to give that extra fragrance and chili for that extra kick that I love. 2eggs, well beaten, add in some salt and pepper for flavor. Heat up the frying pan with a little bit of oil and start frying the egg, stirred well and removed before it is cooked... I like my scramble egg to be almost runny and slightly moist.That left over bacon strips that sits in the fridge since last night became the perfect combination with my Scramble egg, fried it gently with a little bit of oil to avoid the strip sticking to the pan, 1 minute is more than enough to cook that perfectly cut and juicy thin strip of bacon. 

And with that great meal I just made, I sat in front of the TV with 'Passage to Malaysia' on the screen.. enjoying that delicious meal of mine by pairing it with a good cup of coffee giving me the sweet sensation and slight pleasure I needed for the day and seeing Dennis Keller on the screen, my day just turned from great to Awesome~ 

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

My Room For One Last Time

Towards the end of my schooling life, days were spent loitering around the room, at the cowboy town of Tronoh, the mamak stall, the old town of Ipoh, and the cinema with little show. Life was good, less worry, or in fact no worries at all, life was fantastic, I do whatever I want, whenever I want,  the only problem I had was lack of money, however it was so much more simpler, peaceful and calm. 

I packed my bags and was ready to go, towards the last remaining items to be move onto the vehicle, I stopped, I sat down on my bed, and enjoy the last minute of loneliness, quietness, and the sunlight that shone through the curtains of my room and created and atmosphere of blue dim light, saying Goodbye was never easy, especially something so familiar to me, something that I had known for the past 5 years of my life.


'The undersized bed that has been with me for all this while, I cherish you and I thank you for all the bruises and numbness you had cause me throughout nights..'

'The sharp end of the cupboard, I thank you for all the cuts you gave me on my right knee...'

'The cats around my block.. I thank you for giving me such joy throughout my years in school.. I'm sorry that I sprayed water, pepper, deodorant, hairspray, on you.. and also deeply apologize for throwing my slipper, my friend's slipper, my housemate slippers and some stranger slippers on you, I'm also sorry for taking pictures of you having sex with whomever she is...'

'The shower without shower heads, thank you for that chill water every morning,  you never fail to wake me up and cause me to shiver in the bathroom, and that whole hard stream of water that hits on my body, just like a full body massage and I deeply appreciate that.. except that one time when it hit on my groin due to my carelessness and cause me unspeakable pain... but I love you just the same.. except I can't have sex with you....'

'The cement floor that has cracks everywhere, I thank you for making me feel like being at a sandy beach everytime I am in the room.. it will be better if it is white.. then it will be white sandy beaches for you..'

To all you live-less items.. so long Farewell.. and you will always be remembered.

I gave a call to my Dad .. ' Pa.. I'm coming home.. see you tonight while watching mooncake festival programme..' I headed out from the school and never looked back~ Bye Bye UTP.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

The Morning of 9th September 2011

9th of September 2011, Just like any other morning, today was no exceptional for most of the people out there, working adults stuck in the traffic on a way to work, students walking towards the school, moms to the market, and granny playing 'TaiChi' in the garden.  For me, it meant a whole lot of different, the air smells extremely fresh today, even the annoying 'meow' from the cats are like a symphony, and the birds chirping outside the window makes me feel how beautiful the world has become, the 'Pak Guard' that i hated so much looks exceptionally loving today and today is just my day, as it marks an ending and a new beginning, a transition point between a final year students, to an unemployed human being. 5 and a half years in UTP soon become a walk back in the memory lane. Where the word 'used to' will come out often enough whenever we mention anything regard about UTP. 

Sipping coffee in a shop called 'Kheng Heong' somewhere in Tronoh mines, life felt extremely peaceful, no more datelines at least for awhile, no more assignment, no more sudden calls from the supervisor, and the best of all no more technical paper and the only paper am reading right now is the daily news~ Looking at the juniors lining up waiting for their food, is like looking into a mirror that shows you the past, 'the what's next discussion...' ,'why the paper so fucking hard talk', 'the idiotic lecturer who gave so much work', 'where to go for holiday this coming break..', 'who's that pretty girl sitting over that table...'  It all came back and hit you right at the face, constantly reminding you how much you will miss all this shit soon. 

Despite all the bashing, trash talking towards the school, I have no doubt live here for the past 5 and a half years. And I do not deny the fact that, I'm just a prick, who doesn't appreciate things, constantly angry with the surrounding, blaming the whole fucking world for ending up in this shit hole, surrounded by left over mines, sands, dust, and cows for the past 5 years.. and towards the end, they started building hypermarket, cinema, and fast food restaurant.. that makes me even more angry, angry at them for not doing that sooner. However, knowing that I am leaving this place for good, does bring some sadness.. being the one who constantly go home as thou my home is just right next to the school, and who doesn't like being at all inside the room, now spend more time than I knew, lying down on the hostel room, walking around the school, and enjoy the very last moment with it. 

The not so 'clean' toilet, the annoying cats around the hostel room, the bastard middle easterner who smokes 'Sisha' at the middle of the night, 'the techno and rave music from full blasted speakers', the florescent light that turns disco mode when you really need it, the annoying roommate, the pantry that are constantly full with stuffs and trash, and the refrigerator that kept things warm.... Do I wanna relive the past again? Hell no.. Do I miss it? Hell Yeah! and it will all join up to be part of a wonderful memories for me in my life journey. 

To those who are still schooling, and especially if you're living inside a campus... here's some advice for you.. no matter how hard the road is, keep scolding, curse, use vulgarity as much as you like, but never give up... and till the end of the road, look back and smile. Enjoy your life being a student, do some crazy stuffs, we all have regrets, we all did mistake, but like herbal egg, the more cracks the shell has the better it taste. When you're down.. always remember you're not the only want. 

Till then~ Good Life everyone~ 

Thursday, September 1, 2011

From A Great Principal

It has been nearly a month since I write something here. My bad, I had let laziness in me taken over the pilot seat. However that will not be the case anymore, as I'm finishing my studies soon, very soon.. exactly 7 more days, I will kiss goodbye to my Alma mater that has accommodate me for the past five years, and step out to the working society, using my own skills, knowledge and attitude to earn myself a living as well as producing better quality blog post. Talking about my Alma mater, there's one that has rooted deeply in my heart till this very day, which is the one and only St.Francis Institution. In life we only experience certain things for once, and growing up, learning, playing in High School is one of them, that I will never forget throughout the course of my life. Here's something I would like to share with all of you, and is from my High School principal, Mr. Ong Chong Wee.. who is now happily retired and leading the life he wanted. Seeing him again reminds me of the moments he used to lecture us in classes, when we were still young and too ignorant to listen to him.. and it seems whatever he had said has realized little by little some knowingly and some without me even realizing it from the day I left St.Francis. 

Here's to all of you from a great principal whom I always look up to~ 

"You come to school, to get educated.
What is education?
People always say to get education
means to study and obtain good results,
but education is not
 just about studies.
It is also about character building,
and this school, will be the place u build that character in you.
Education is for life, not merely earning a living.
Like Mahatma Gandhi said,
there are seven sins in the world,
and knowledge without character is a sin."

"To me, life can be divided into 4 phases.
The first phase is like you boys,
learning and building a strong foundation.
Full of energy and time but not money.
The second phase is like the teachers who are teaching you,
working hard and earning money.
Full of energy and have money but no time.
The third phase is lik
e me now,
retiring and being able to do what i love.
Full of enerygy, time and money.
And the forth phase is death.
Everybody have to expe
rience that.
My first phase was nice.
Studying and learning.
My second phase was nicer.
Working and earning money.
My third phase is th
e nicest.
Being able to do what i love and dun have to work.
So you see boys,
if your first phase does not have a strong foundation,
you wont enjoy your second phase
and same goes to your third phase.
Success only comes with knowledge, s
kills and the right attitude."

"If you cut an apple into half,
can you count how many seeds are there inside?
Yes, you can.
If you take one of t
hose seeds,
can u count how many apples can the seed make?
No, you cant.
You are like the seeds boys,
we never know how much potential lies in you."