Looming finals means quick dinners.
– Chup, I can hear my neighbours screeching and screaming. And then gushing. You know the tone some girls use when they talk excitedly gigglingÂ like a bubble about to burst? And they are stamping their feet on the parquet floor. That’s what it is like to live in a housing area dominated by university students. I can only imagine the situation in the SS15’s housing area. (where there are taylor students, inti students, tbs students, metro students, maybe some monash students..)
Strolling along the weekend pasar malam outside our house was a good change from the boring kuay teow thng, char kuay teow or chicken rice.
Kebab!! They put it in a pita bread with some salad and mayonnaise and chilli(but none for me!) and press the bread against the fiery mesh to heat it together. IT TASTES SO GOOD. We’re eating more of it the next week.
OOoh!! So pretty. But too much of colouring in my food makes me sick. I remember eating a blue jelly when I was 5 years old and puked my guts out. My phobia was still around when Pepsi Blue was launched!
Variety is good.
This is the Keropok Lekor seller. He laughed at me when I asked him if it was keropok lePOR that he was selling. Slip of tongue what. I’m not that bodoh. 🙁
Mini steamed pink, yellow and white flour cakes. Okay, fine, I don’t know what it is. But it’s usually used for praying during those chinese festivals. Can anybody help me out here?
My favourite vegetable is KangKong. Stir fried with garlic and I will love you foreber. Look at those luscious long green stems and sleek and slender leaves. I just want to tear them up and throw ’em into a wok. Rowr!
Hey! They even sell brocolli! Damnit, now only I realised.
Lie Yuen and I both got a cup of sugarcane from this uncle. Sugarcane water is sooooo refreshing. I don’t know about you, but when the sweet liquid slips down your throat and cools it right to the back…..oh god.
THE BEST APOM MALIK EVER!
Apparently there is a difference between Apom Malik and Apom Balik(or am I being blur and stupid again and they are actually the same thing?)
Okay, what I’ve learnt is that Apom Malik is thin and Apom Balik is thicker. Thin is crunchy and crunchy is good. Really good. Butter. And Peanuts. And some sweet paste on a pancake. Heaven.
Putu Mayam! I don’t quite fancy it. But it makes a nice subject to photograph;D
Some prawn thingie. Wanted to try though but then I felt nauseous when I realised that it was actually all oil that the stuff was soaking it. *hurl hurl*
I like this photo of the Pineapple Lady. It’s so candid yet the picture is clear.
Nah, the fatter apom balik with fillings for you to choose from. Very ‘zhai’. Not so nice.
I thought air cendol was supposed to be brown in colour? I love the cendol in Malacca.. I used to drink it everytime we came back from my grandfather’s officeÂ in Malacca Town when I was younger.
A little girl wondering whether to buy sotong or fish for dinner. Hmm.
A whole lot of fishies! I’ve never tried buying fishes before….. I just don’t know what to do with them. What do I do with them?
Authentic cempedak man. With the tummy and all. 😛
Outside act big only, but actually inside small small one.
Instant death. Colouring and artificial flavouring…ewwwwww. But I’d still drink that shit anyway. *sigh*
Looks ew right?
But that’s how they marinate their chicken before roasting em! I learnt that technique back in national service, that clipping the chicken between a splinter technique.
Kuih-muih.. tried it last week. Nope. Not good.
I love pisang emas!! Much better than the imported long long ones. Malaysia Boleh!
Just a random shot.
OH EWWWW… don’t want to drink Soyabean from this store already. They prepare their soyabean in an old bucket. Ewww. A metal bucket also not so bad lah. But you know how grime gets collected in the scratched parts of a plastic bucket? Yeah. Eww.
It was pretty disturbing watching the woman remove the chickens’ organs. I don’t quite know what to make of this picture.
After spending about RM5 each, we decided to bring our spoils home to sit down and enjoy(and overeat and feel like shit after that).
Next to the pasar malam is a wide open field and it gives a fantastic view of Gunung Jerai!
Everyday it surprises me with different formation of clouds around it. Lie Yuen has gotten bored of it long long ago(she no longer layans my “WAH!! See the mountain! See see!” every morning on the way to class)
I saw a fluffy cat before going home. I was chasing the cat trying to get a good shot of it and the neighbourhood crazy man was like giving me instructions in Hokkien on how to take good photos of annoyed cats.
Fluffy kitty with crazy-old-uncle-who-has-a-bag-of-pee-hanging-from-his-waist in the background. He is quite harmless lah but just goes around having heated debates with the housewives(see even the Malay ladies across the street just let him sit on their driveway) and in the morning, he goes to the guard house and pretends to be the guard.
Pretty kitty ya?
No, this is not wet hair. This is OILY hair that has not been washed for 24-26 hours. Yeap. I’m disgusting. Bite me.
It was rainÂ rain raining all day today and look what happened to Gunung Jerai? See the mountain! See see!!