Friday, January 30, 2009

What I miss most when I travel

FOOD....!!!!





That one word is enough to sum up the need to dig in into the familiar food that I miss when I travel. Malaysian are known for loving food up to the point of being ridiculous as we can enjoy whatever food which we consider as our ultimate delicacy anywhere from a Michelin's endorsed fine dining restaurant to a small stall under a tree. We are known to look for our favourite food in the wee hour of the morning up until late at night and sometimes at both time we would eat the same dish but at different place.

As much as we love to try new dish in far-off place which we have never tasted before such as that ox-tail soup in central Java or ox innards in southern China or that whole lamb including it's head in the middle east (all these I have tasted and love), I would give an arm and a leg to enjoy all these dishes with my favourite drink, something I never found to be made properly wherever in the world, even in the place of it's origin, a nice tall glass of 'teh tarik' or a glass of tea with milk which are put through a rigorious procedure which make it foaming at the top. It never taste the same except in Malaysia.

I tried it in London, Perth, Indonesia and a few other places but it was never the same as my neighbourhood's mamak. So, that was why I was there yesterday morning drinking the same concoction as if I was away far too long and not just in a neighbouring country with nearly the same food on offer. Go figure!

5 comments:

  1. Nanges baca entri ni tau!!!

    Once I go bek, I'm gonna kiss makcik jual breakfast kat simpang kat rumah tu. This morning we woke up hungry not knowing what to have for breakfast other than the lousy bread yang kereh tu or a bowl of cereal. Huwaaahhh.

    Oh I'm too lazy to prepare nasi lemak... again...

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  2. Nanti landing di KLIA boleh terus pergi ya... Distance make the heart grew fonder...

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  3. Ah, i see there's not much difference if you come here for a visit.

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  4. Guess where I had the best roti canai I ever tasted in my whole life?
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    In a Malaysian resto in Chinatown, New York City.

    Thin and crispy on the outside, not doughy -- just the way I like it. Who woulda thunk, eh? :D

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  5. i gotta go to china soon for half a month, i guess i gotta miss nasi lemak made by my mom =(

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