A Weird Chicken Breakfast in Taiping

At the junction between Jalan Kota and Jalan Chung Thye Phin in Taiping, is an old decrepit coffee shop. This was where we had a most unusual yet very enjoyable breakfast.

I was in Taiping with Alan and Eddy. The three of us took a road trip to no where. We drove up to Ipoh and then turned off into Kuala Kangsar. From KK, we took the trunk road to Taiping where we spent a night in Alan's mother-in-law's (Ah Mah) place. The next morning, Ah Mah and Jenny took to Jalan Chung Thye Phin for breakfast.

The coffee shop went by the name of Yew Lee. It was an old as it could get - one of those that linger on and refuse to fade away.

And why should it? It apparently was still a very popular makan place.

In the shop was a chicken noodle stall. They specialised in chicken and soup koay teow. It was managed by an elderly lady and a younger man - perhaps her son. They were the ones who cooked up  the most atypical and delicious breakfast I had for a long time.

Each of us had a bowl of soup koay teow. The noodles in the soup were soft and smooth. The soup was clear and sweet. Sprinkled on top were some chicken strips and spring onion. The combination was a superb bowl of delicious koay teow.

Then came the extras. First was a plate of chicken meat and chicken skin. The meat was tender and boneless. It was cooked just right, not the least over done, maintaining its succulence. The skin was even better. It was springy to the bite and tasted wonderful. It was chicken skin at its best. It was a little sinful, but who can resist something like this?

Then came this plate of chicken intestine. Sounds yucky, but I had no problem with it. By the look of it, I knew it had been thoroughly cleaned. The intestines were slitted open and cooked to a translucent state. The texture was, like the skin, springy and delightful. It was delicious.

The highlight of the breakfast, to me, was this bowl of chicken blood. It was coagulated blood boiled in a soup. Again, it seemed yucky. But it was heavenly. I do not even know how to describe the flavour. The blood was smooth and the taste was marvellous. The blood melted in the mouth. I know I sound like the Count Dracula, but believe me, it was a fantastic bowl of blood.

The breakfast reminded me of the days when I was a young boy. My late father used to slaughter the chicken we ate. In those days, we could not get dressed chicken from the market. (BTW, why are chicken without feathers known as dressed chicken?) There were no supermarkets - only wet markets and they sold only live chicken. My father would prepare a bowl of salt solution and bled the chicken into the bowl, The blood would coagulate and he would then boil the blood in a soup. Chicken was usually eaten only during festivities. No part of it was wasted - skin, liver, gizzard, heart, intestines, legs and blood. Looks like the lady and her son(?) slaughtered the chicken themselves. How else could they get the intestines and blood?

Vietnam Kitchen

The 1Utama Shopping Complex must be the most popular shopping haunt for PJ folks. It is the 4th largest mall in the world and apparently plays a big part in Kuala Lumpur making into CNN's list of world's 12 best shopping cities. Shopping is definitely not one of my pastimes. Food is. And indeed the 1Utama is a food haven of sort. There are restaurants and eateries all over the complex - in the new wing, old wing and on every floor. I have featured a number of restaurants in this place. The Vietnam Kitchen is yet another.

We had passed his restaurant many times but we had not bothered to go in. On this occasion, it was also a pass-by. Somehow the Vietnamese bug bit my wife as we did, and we made an adhoc decision to go in.

I did not have high expectations of the place as we walked in, in spite of its apparent popularity and its nice cool decor. Perhaps my mind was not programmed for Vietnamese at the time.

The menu was like a colourful newspaper. It even had a headline. And the dishes were all colourfully displayed.

We made our selection and had a pot of Vietnamese tea while waiting for our food.

The starter was the house platter. It was a big combo plate of pork, beef, prawn rolls, meat wrapped in sugar cane - the usual Vietnamese stuffs. The meats were deep fried in a marinade with lots of crunched peanuts. They were served with various salads and raw greens and a small portion of plain white mee-hoon. There were 2 types of sauces.

The rice paper was served separately with a bowl of water. The rice paper quickly turned soft when wet and became a kind of translucent popiah skin. We wrapped the meats and the vegetables with the sauces. The final product was delicious.

The mango duck was excellent. It was roast duck in a mango sauce. The meat was tender with a bit of fat. The flavour was superb. If you are ever in the Vietnam Kitchen, I recommend this as a must.

This was a sinful pork trotter, stewed with a chilli peanut sauce in a hot clay pot. The spicy chilli and peanut was a good combination for the pork trotter. The meat was tender. There considerable amount of sinful fat to make the dish more delicious. The duck and the trotters were totally worth our while in Vietnam Kitchen.

Finally, we had this vege dish. It was stir fried lotus root. The root was sliced thin and it was crunchy and very pleasing to the mouth.

My wife's sudden craze for Vietnamese paid off. The meal was very enjoyable. I saw a number of people having the beef noodles (Pho). I wondered aloud if it was good. My wife said we had tried it before and it wasn't great. Really? I thought this was my first experience in Vietnam Kitchen.

gila makan's 4th Birthday

Today gila makan marks its 4th anniversary. I started this blog in December 2009 not knowing if it would last a year. It lasted four.

Over the years, I had visited and featured more than 230 makan places in Malaysia and abroad. It has become both a pleasure and a chore. I enjoy doing the blog. Each time we go to some place new, I would lug my camera along and move around taking shots of the place and the food. It has almost become a religion, that instead of graces, my sacrament would be photographing the food. I do get strange looks from other diners, why an old man like me would be so enthusiastic about the restaurants and the food.

I do not know how long more I will be able to sustain this blog. It can be quite exhausting. I have to look for new features, which is becoming more difficult. There may be thousands of restaurants and other eating places in the Klang Valley and other parts of the country that I could visit. But I have to find the time and the occasion to be there. And eating out is now so very expensive.

Let's see if there will be another 4 years.

Yokotaya Japanese Restaurant

The last time I had a meal in this part of PJ was at the Verona Trattoria Italian restaurant. This secluded part of Section 17 is home to several nice eating places. One of them is the Yokotaya Japanese Dining. We passed by the place a couple of times and finally made it there one weekend evening.

The Yokotaya is located behind the Verona Trattoria on Jalan 17/56. It apparently serves cuisines from Hiroshima. And indeed some of dishes they offered were somewhat out of the ordinary. I do not know if that was really Hiroshima flavours.

The setting was rather traditional, with soft lightings, leather seatings and a Tudor-styled decor. It was  comfortable and conducive.

We were ushered to an elevated section of the restaurant. Up a small flight of stairs and we were in an isolated quiet area, which suited us just fine.

Service was efficient and prompt. But it lacked the friendly human touch. It was kind of business-like without the smile or additional friendly words.

We had a call button on the table. Response to the button was immediate. It was better than a lot of airlines I have experienced with.

We started our meal with a Mayo Chilli Spider Roll. The "spider" was really the soft shell crab. I have not got the opportunity to sample real spiders (tarantula - they have a lot of them in Cambodia but we did not get to it when we were there). I imagined the flavour must be similar to soft shell crab. Anyway back to the roll - it was quite good. It was not at all spicy in spite of its apparent chilli content. I particularly liked the generous roe topping that popped in my mouth.

I had the Tokusen Saba Shioyaki set. It was a salt grilled mackerel, served with rice, salad, chawan mushi, miso soup and a small appetiser.

The mackerel was very well done - with a nice crispy skin and soft succulent meat inside. I have always loved the way the Japanese grill their fish. I had tried doing it a couple of times, but had not succeeded in the way they do it.

My wife ordered the Sukiyaki set. The way they served the sukiyaki was perhaps Hiroshima style. I have not seen it done in other Japanese restaurants. They brought a shallow pot of soup on a gas stove.

And a tray of assorted vegetables, mushrooms, tofu, etc. We cooked the stuffs in the shallow pot.

The meat came in a separate plate. There was a choice - either the wagyu beef or the pork loin. She opted of the later. The pork was thinly sliced. It looked very appetising indeed.

We were given a raw egg which we broke into a small bowl.

We lightly cooked the meat and dipped it into the raw egg. It was marvellous delicious.

Crystal's selection was perhaps another Hiroshima fare. It was the Nabeyaki Hamburger. It was a beef and pork combo patty served in a rich gravy with potato, carrot and soba. I had a taste of the minced meat. It was delicious.

Our dessert was definitely not Hiroshima. It was our favourite green tea ice cream with red beans. I wished the serving was a bit larger.

Yokotaya did not disappoint. We liked the food there. The service was good though not that friendly. And we had perhaps tasted a bit of Hiroshima here.

Brekkies @ Mr & Ms

Breakfasts on weekends for us are mostly "where?" and "what?". Our answer on this particular Sunday was some wholesome western fares in a nearby cafe.

Mr & Ms seems rather incomplete for a name. It is located in the Oasis Square, at the entrance of Ara Damansara from the Subang Airport road. It is just a few doors from Ali, Muthu and Ah Hock, another cafe that I had blogged over a year ago.

In that blog posting, I wrote that the Oasis Square was a quiet white elephant that did not seem to take off. One year later, I think I have to eat my words. Sime Darby has done a good job promoting the place. It is now a thriving commercial centre, with a lot of restaurants, pubs, offices and banks. This was a shot I took one recent evening and it showed the vibrancy of the place today.

After having a fill of my words, it was time for breakfast. The cafe was quite busy when we walked in. A friendly waiter greeted us and led us to a table. The ambiance was conducive and contemporary.

This place kind of reminded me of Antipodean in Bangsar. Similar settings, friendly waiters in black uniforms, and similar menu selections. Perhaps a copycat.

This was the comfortable and uncomfortable section of the cafe. I definitely did not fancy sitting on the floor or on plastic stools. On the other hand, they had a nice sofa set.

The signature of the cafe was the black moustache and the red lips.

I flipped through the menu. They served breakfasts all day. They also offered pastas, sandwiches, pizzas and pastries.

And of course coffees. What breakfast is complete without a good cup of coffee. Not instant Nescafe or local kopi-o. But a true brewed cappuccino or a fresh long black.

This was the ham and mushroom scrambled eggs. It had turkey ham and button mushrooms, served on top of a wholemeal toast.

Crystal had it with some grilled cherry tomatoes.

My wife's choice was this egg portobello. It was 2 beautifully poached eggs on grilled portobello mushrooms and wholemeal toasts, served with some lentils and halved grapes. They looked very appetising.

I had the meaty big brekky. It was a huge plate. There were a couple of chicken sausages, turkey ham, beef bacon, a nice crispy hash brown, grilled mushrooms and cherry tomatoes, a bowl of baked beans and 2 eggs on toasts. There was a choice of egg preparations. I opted for the poached. I don't have so much problem with  turkey hams but the beef bacon was definitely not the same as the real ones. But then, this was a pork-free establishment.

I cannot help but compare this place to Antipodean. In many ways, I enjoyed this place more. The meals here are bigger. The big breakfast for example had better varieties. The meats (sausage, ham and bacon) were more generous. The hash brown was decently big unlike the meagre portion in Antipodean. On the minus side - I wished they had included greens in the plate. Some rocket salads would had been perfect. And of course, the non-pork bacon and ham. They were no substitute for the porky kind.

Siem Reap Part 3

On the 3rd and final day of our stay in Siem Reap, we decided that we had enough of temples and ruins. Chet took us to the outskirts of Siem Reap to visit Cambodia's most famous lake - the Tonle Sap.

Tonle Sap is about 15 km from the city. The drive there was very pleasant on reasonably good roads. En-route, we passed by rural Cambodia and for the first, saw how the poorer people lived. 

I managed to get this picture of this retailer on wheels. It was a big moving hut, selling all kinds of pots, pans, baskets and I don't know what else. It was powered by a small motor bike. It sped pass our van. 

Just before reaching the lake, we stopped by a small village. The village was built along both sides of the main road. The houses in this village were mainly on stilts - at the edge, over the water of the lake Tonle Sap.

Most of the houses here were in very poor condition. Poverty was very evident. I peered into a few of the homes. They had practically nothing - no furnitures, no electricity and I doubt any sanitation and clean water. 

Some homes, though small and poor, were actually quite charming.

A small number appeared better well off - like this red building in the distant.

And this neat blue roof home.

Most of the villagers here apparently depend on the lake for their livelihood - mainly fishery and tourism.

More picture of the stilted village...

We were greeted by some children. Here they did not try to sell us anything. Nor did they ask for anything. They just posed for us. Again, Joyce very kindly distributed some candies to them.

Very near to the stilted village was the hatched pier of Tonle Sap.

Here we bought our tickets and boarded our boat to cruise the lake.

Because we were a small party of just 4 people, we were assigned a small boat.

It was ably piloted by this young man...

Assisted by an even younger one.

We were all very comfortable. And totally relaxed.

Tonle Sap is the largest lake in South-east Asia. The size of this lake varies with the seasons. In the dry period between November and May, water flow from the lake to the Mekong River. Its size then would be about 3,000 sq km. During the raining season from June to October, the flow of water reverses from the Mekong into the lake. As the result, its size can triple in size to nearly 10,000 sq km.

The lake is an important economic resource for the people of Cambodia. A large population of the country depend on it. The lake provides more than 50% of the fish consumed in the country. Besides fishery, the lake is also an important source for irrigation of rice fields in the surrounding areas.

About 20 minutes into our boat journey, we approached the floating village of Chong Khneas. This village which is entirely floating on water has been the home of the lake people for hundred of years. In the past, the people depended solely on fishery for their livelihood. Today, tourism is apparently a major business.

We passed several private homes. I peeked into them, curious on how they live.

Then we passed some shops and stores.

And some floating mobile pedlars.

They have a school.

I think this was a temple.

A Catholic church.

There was even a cemetery at the outskirts of the village. I was totally baffled how they buried their deads in the middle of the lake.

There was a floating commercial centre that catered for tourists.

Where our boat docked and we got down to look around.

There was a restaurant.

And a vibrant shopping area.

This was an enclosure with lots of live cat fish. Perhaps this was the restaurant's fresh supply.

Next to it was another enclosure. In it were some mean looking crocodiles. Also for the restaurant?

We climbed some stairs to the upper deck viewing gallery.

This was the view of scattered boat houses where the villagers lived.

From the viewing deck, we saw how technology caught up with the people in this remote village in the lake - solar power panels.

I could resist taking this picture of a young boy buying a piece of bread from a floating vendor.

Widespread hardship and poverty was very much in evident.

We bade the village goodbye and headed back to dry land.

From Tonle Sap, Chet brought us to a plush handicraft factory and retailer - the Artisan Angkor.

Where we saw skilled artisans making all kinds of art and craft works.

Lunch was at our hotel's Borei Cafe.

The cafe was a posh and elegant dining place.

A long cold drink was the perfect relief after a hot morning adventure.

An elephant brought us some nice pickle salad to whet out appetite.

Followed by a variety of freshly baked breads.

This was the deluxe Khmer set lunch. It was like the Japanese bento meal - every dish nicely arranged in a large tray.

For starter, there was the poached scallop with mango salad.

The Khmer chicken sour soup.

The main courses were the wok fried beef with Cambodian kampot pepper.

Pan fried marinated pork with pickled vegetables, served with jasmine rice and corn.

And the stewed beef with star anise and cinnamon.

The other Cambodian set lunch was not so elaborate. It was not bento style. It started with a deep fried crispy fish with cucumber salad.

Followed by the entree which was chicken thigh with a curry sauce and stir fried vegetable in oyster sauce, served with steamed rice.

Desserts were this very nicely presented rice flour pancake with shredded coconut and pandan sauce.

And this caramel chestnut with shredded coconut in a crispy wafer over some mango and water melon slices.

It was a heavy lunch but not a wow. The overall flavour was just so-so. Cambodian food had not impressed me. After lunch, we managed to squeezed some time to relax in the hotel's spa.

In the early evening Chet and our driver came to pick us. They drove us down town to the city. This was where we said good bye to both of them.  Chet had been a great guide. Very obliging, ever smiling and was most patient with us.

We wandered around. The ladies finally had their fill of shopping. Things were reasonably cheap. Most of them were fakes. Everything was sold in US dollars. In fact, the whole economy in Siem Reap seemed to be based on the greenback. Everywhere we went and everything that we had spent on - hotel, food, tour guide services, tickets, even the bric-bracs that the street children tried to sell us - were all quoted to us in US dollars. You don't need to change your money to the local Cambodian currency (Riel) when you come to Siem Reap.

As we explored further, we decided to give our poor tired feet a break. The foot massages in these street side places were very very good. We relaxed in comfortable reclined seats. The masseurs' fingers were very strong. It was a very pleasant experience.

As night fell, the city centre sprang to life. This was a very happening place - pubs, discos, karaoke, restaurants - every kind of entertainment was there for the the tourists' bucks.

There was even a five piece local orchestra in the middle of the street.

And it was time for us to look for food again. We browsed around. After 3 days of not-to-my-liking Cambodian food, I was actually looking for a western meal. There was plenty of it here. Then we came to this place offering Cambodian BBQ. We saw some other people having it. And it looked interesting.

The waiter led us to the back portion of the restaurant. It was very nice. It was kind of a back lane. Along it were more restaurants. The atmosphere was superb. The place reminded me of Plaka in Athens.

We ordered the Degustation menu. It served 7 kinds of meat. We told the waiter to hold the crocodile.

For starters we had the fresh Cambodian spring rolls. It came in a big tray with some salad and a peanut sauce. The rolls were good. Much better than those we had in the Khmer Kitchen the night before.

The BBQ came with a free flow of various vegetables, noodles and rice. We could have as much of them as we liked.

We had 2 trays of meat - beef, chicken, pork, barracuda, shark and squid. That was a lot of meat for 4 of us.

The vegetables and meats were cooked in a gas stove cum steamboat like so. The pot was annular in shape. The top was for the BBQ. All around it was a circular trough where they pour in soup and cook the vegetables and noodles. They put a large piece of pork lard in the centre of the BBQ for the oil and flavour.

We had our meats on the BBQ to roast.

As the meats were cooked, the juices flowed down into the soup. In time, the soup became very flavourful. As we drank it and as it evaporated, the waiter added in more. This innovation of a BBQ cum steamboat was remarkable. I enjoyed the meat as much as the vegetables and noodles in the soup.

The meal was our last notable event of our stay in Siem Reap. Early next morning, we were at the airport for our Air Asia flight back home. Our stay in Siem Reap turned out to be much better than we had expected. Thanks to Alan and Joyce for the great company.