Paid almost RM 200 for 4 crabs. Granted they were pretty big but nothing you can’t eat for less than RM 80 in KL. Feel so conned!
Today is my brother’s 22nd birthday. Happy birthday Nick! No matter how old you get, you’ll always be my little brother that I bully at whim muahahaha.
Sorry couldn’t celebrate with you but your jie will make it up to you la. Same for Nicklaus (cause I missed his birthday on 11 March….I’m such a bad sister -_-).
I’ll be back soon.
Embarked on my first photography trip to the quasi-village that is Kampung Baru.
The air was filled with excitement for the coming elections. Almost everything was draped in various party flags and posters, even the houses.
Propaganda t-shirts.
It’s like a messy clash of old and new there. Modern, art deco-ish street lights and decorative poles were being erected for beautification purposes but they clash horribly with the humble traditional houses and food stalls. Well, elections are coming and someone has to be seen doing some work, aye?
Construction.
The kids were very curious and friendly. All of them wanted to have their pictures taken. I could only indulge them…. :)
Happy boy. Just looking at this picture makes me want to smile :)
The stood quietly and posed for me.
While the adults were working or busy discussing about politics at the food stalls, the children chilled outside their homes.
Children chilling.
Found someone who look kind of out of place and confused.
Confused little girl.
We had an early dinner at one of the food stalls. The food was cheap and fantastic! I ate loads of beef lungs and tripes. Hmmm hmmm hmm hmmm hmmmm….
Takeaway.
Beef lungs, beef tripe, beef, belacan and some vege. Spicy and addictive….
Dree tucking in.
The trip ended pretty early due to the rain. We were lucky that we’re so near our car when the sky started to pour.
Rachel, Dree and KY just before the rain set in.
This was my last picture from Kampung Baru.
Flags at dusk.
We adjourned to Starbucks, chatted and drank expensive fumigated coffee till the clock struck 12. What an awesome Sunday!
Pictures in original sizes can be viewed here.
I think nothing defines me more as a chinese than my palate. I was just looking through some pictures I took last Sunday at breakfast and I thought about all the gross stuff I’ve eaten throughout my life.
Guess what it was.
My family and I (except for Mom) are big fans of disgusting food. I may have trouble killing a roach but have absolutely no problems eating one.
Anyway, speaking of disgusting food…there was an exotic food stall near my parents’ place. Rumours had it that the owner of the stall used to kidnap the neighbourhood’s pets for dog meat stew. I’ve lost two Dobermans when I was younger and I’ve always wondered whether he was the one who stole my dogs. Nevertheless, we frequented the stall for all sorts of delicacies including stuff like snakes, bats, turtles (not the endangered type lah) and many more. In fact, I ate my first monkey there.
However, to date, no dogs on the menu……
Among the disgusting stuff I enjoy are as follow, in random order:
Braised chicken feet in the morning with my delicious hakka noodle. Notice the reddish colour….it’s authentic hakka chilli sauce and I insist my noodles drowning in it.
10.30am look.
So what is your favourite disgusting food? Or are you a squirmy one?