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A guest blogger
March 20, 2009, 1:07 pm
Filed under: Life, Love, Malaysia

Hey blog,

I’ve got a guest blogger today. My wonderful Mommy.

I came from a poor but happy family of nine, four boys and five girls. I am the fourth member with two brothers and an elder sister. My mom worked very hard to subsidize my dad’s meager earnings of about RM180 monthly. She washed clothes for RM10 a month, cooked and cleaned for a family of six for RM35 a month. As such, my mom could only give us 10 sen daily for food when we go to school and 40 sen for the two-way bus fare from my house in Sungei Bakap to my school in Nibong Tebal which is 4 miles away.

One day, I was mischievous and spent away my 20 sen bus fare for a mixed fruit salad, we called “rojak”. I thought I could quite easily borrow from our kind elderly neighbour whom I called as “Koo kong” (Grandpa). Grandpa worked as a manager at the bus station and he had lent me some money for bus fare on a few occasions in the past. I had always made sure I returned the money when I reached home, although my Mom had advised me not to do so. However, she did not scold me, she was very kind and loving to all of us.

So, on this very day, I thought, “Oh, I will just borrow from Grandpa” after spending my bus fare on rojak. Having enjoyed the rojak very much, I walked happily from school to the bus station which was about 5 km away. Then, to my shock, Grandpa was not there. I was told that he was sick and could not come to work. My young mind started to roll because I did not know anybody else except Grandpa and I dared not speak to anyone. I knew my mom would be very unhappy if I ever borrowed money from strangers.

After a while, I decided to walk home thinking it was not that far anyway. After walking for about an hour under the hot sun, I started to get tired and hot. I began to lose hope that I could walk all the way home which was still a long way to go. I got worried and scared. I started to cry and wail my fate. I prayed and begged for the spirit of my Grandma to save me. I chose Grandma because Dad used to tell me that I resembled my Grandma and he was sure my Grandma would have loved me very much, had she been alive.

I cried and cried but I continued to walk for another half an hour. Suddenly, a man who was cycling stopped his bicycle and asked why I was crying. He was a young Indian man, maybe in his early twenties with a kind face. I told him I did not have any money to take the bus and I had to walk home, miles away. He walked beside me, dragging along his bicycle and told me to stop crying as he could help me. Being so young, I did not actually understand how he could help me but I felt somewhat relieved.

After a while, this man stopped a bus that passed by. The man asked me to get on the bus and he told the bus conductor to take me home. He paid for my bus fare. Probably, as I was still young and in a fright, I had forgotten to thank this kind young man. However, I still remember this man even now after a period of 42 years, I am now 50.



friday dinner
March 13, 2009, 1:28 pm
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after speaking to my mom last night, i craved for some malaysian food.

so i made chow fan!

chow fan, char pui, fried rice, nasi goreng, flied lice…

this is how i make my chow fan: cooked rice (so much yummier if left overnight in the fridge), lap cheong (chinese dried pork sausage), broccoli, yellow carrots, lotsa garlic, egg, ground pepper, chili, light soya sauce, a tiny bit of cooking oil, sesame oil, dark soya sauce. and serve with fresh salad.

and you’ll also need a big appetite!

that was my dinner last night ;)



Pretty in pink
February 11, 2009, 10:28 pm
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i thought i would show you a pair of pink masks which are living on our wall.

they are comic masks and used to live in johor, where they were originally from.

they have gold teeth and red lips.

i think i love them.



reunion dinner
January 27, 2009, 2:46 am
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dimsum

photo dim sum snack

i woke up reheating some dim sums this morning. it just felt like i needed to have something chinese for breakfast since i spent my reunion dinner drinking three glasses of red wine.

it’s chinese new year today and there is no jiu hoo char, no bak gua, no ang pau.

i think of everyone at home feasting and chatting loudly around the reunion dinner table. 

lau juak they say.

ah ma running around and checking on us worrying that we don’t have enough food on our dinner plates. she is always too busy to sit at the table and eat. mommy eating prawns and fishes and papa asking for more chilis. daniel laughing because i would say something silly.

children in their new clothes anxiously accepting ang paus and mumbling gong xi fa cai to uncles and aunties at the command of their mothers. adults (the women usually) holding generous stack of ang paus in their hands ready to give them out. the rest sitting in the living room munching kueh ka pik also known as love letters and sipping from packets of yeo’s chrysanthemum or bamboo tea.

men gathering outside away from the chaos either smoking cigarettes or playing cards, or both. 

when no one sees us, mommy and i would look inside my ang paus and make mental notes for next year. this is necessary because it is pai seh to receive more than you give.

lau juak. 

that is all i missed today.

 

hugs.

for the non-penang-hokkien-readers: jiu hoo char is a nyonya dish of turnips, carrots, pork, dried cuttlefish, mushrooms. bak gua – dried barbeque pork. ang pau also known as lai see – red packets with money inside :) uncles and aunties – how we malaysians refer to everyone older than us. pai seh – also sometimes known as lose face which means embarassing but a bit more than that. lau juak – so merry that you feel the warmth from everyone…




New year
January 22, 2009, 6:00 pm
Filed under: Life, Malaysia

this is how i spent my new year. at desa park city.

everyone looked like they were on fire *s*

my aunt and uncle and their daughters from perth, australia were there.

we played and danced all night.

happy 2009.



KL shopping for beginners
March 6, 2008, 6:45 pm
Filed under: Food, Malaysia, Travel | Tags: , , ,

So I have been really busy lately telling people about how my trip in Malaysia went and sharing tips and stuff like that.

I have had enough of repeating myself.

*pulls hair out*

Over and over again.

So let me document my tips on shopping and eating out in the KooLest city in the world here.

To start with, shopping malls.

Where you can find almost everything. From pink frilly knickers with hearts all over it to shower curtains with purple elephant prints.

– One Utama
– Mid Valley Megamall / Gardens
– Pavillion
– Sungei Wang
– Suria KLCC

Great shopping area with nice little boutiques.

– Sri Hartamas
– Jalan Telawi, Bangsar

Flea markets.

– The Curve (Saturdays and Sundays)
– Mont Kiara (Sundays)
– China Town

Eating out the Malaysian way.

– Sri Hartamas Square
– SS2, Petaling Jaya (wai sek kai in Cantonese)
– Jalan Alor
– Jalan Ipoh (nice dim sum)
– Pantai Seafood
– a Tom Yum restaurant in Damansara Perdana has the spiciest Tom Yum in the world *yum*
– and not forgetting the Mamak stalls (though I won’t go there myself LOL)

Note that if you’re a Swede looking for authentic home cooked Swedish food in Malaysia, you’d be happy to know more about a restaurant called Puzzini. They have the best Tom Yum pizza in the world.

*drools*

PS: Tom Yum is really not a Malaysian dish. I just can’t stop thinking about it today *s*



Prosperous me
February 19, 2008, 10:57 am
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I’m flying “home” soon!

PS: My baggage weighs 28.2 kg!!! Which is not too bad… 3 weeks of shopping woh.

And now blogging all the way from Starbucks Coffee KLIA.

If my Mom and Dad (and many other Moms and Dads) are right, I shall now be strong and healthy and live prosperously for life since I’ve had PLENTY of:

Abalone

Shark fin

Fish maw

Sea cucumber

Bird’s nest soup (saliva of swiftlets)

Scallops

and Yee Sang…

Let’s hope they are right.
Life’s easy for us Chinese *w*

Bye bye KL.