Little apprentice learning how to choose durians. Use your palm to shield your nose and sniff.
Possibly two of the stinkiest foods in the world. Petai fried rice with sambal belacan and durians. (the yellow thing in the background). I tell you, petai and sambal belacan is the best antidote for farking angry mood.
God says He created the birds in the sky, the animals on land and the fishes in the sea for us to eat. So, eat I must. Burung puyuh curry. Can see the thigh of the little bird?
My older kids told the youngest one, “Look, mommy just killed Tweety Bird and ate it! Your barbarian mommy!”
The nasi kandar stall next to Buckingham Road and the Masjid Kapitan Keling. The curry damn nice, wei.
Tearing the bird apart with my bare hands. Recently, I adopted a new ‘fashion’. The lam-nua fashion. Spectacle, uncombed Boney M hair, big t-shirt, jeans and a cotton bag. People asked me, “You come for chemo also ah?” Aiks, but I thought I could blend in more that way. Never mind, weekend is here and I can go wear my regular aunty fashion again. (I ‘work’ Mon-Wed only)
Few days ago, it was Guan Yin’s birthday on the 19th day of the 6th lunar month. So, there is a Chinese Opera troupe at the Kuan Yin Temple in Pitt Street. So, I had been chatting with the patients about ‘Today is Guan Yin’s birthday, you go pai-pai peng aun’ (you go pray for safety) and at the same time, “This week is St. Anne’s birthday, you also can go ‘heh guan” (you go place vow)
Gee, I love my Penang. Where else can you find a mosque, Masjid Kapitan Keling next to a Kuan Yin temple with a church further down and across the road, the Sri Mariamman Temple? Only in Penang. Talking about the Masjid Kapitan Keling, I love their administration. They have people welcoming you to visit and there are robes and scarves for tourists to wear and enter. Too bad I cannot enter because there is a clause there. You don’t need to know what unless you are a woman who is bocoring.
This post is just clear the shit loads of pictures I had been taking.
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9:37 pm on July 23rd, 2008 1
Thanks for keeping us up to date on the Festivals and food etc..:)
How come your kids scared of sitting next to you wan??? LOL smelly petai???
10:38 pm on July 23rd, 2008 2
The liewlien like golden nugget… Moe yum goong ah.. Yau tak tai moe tak sik….
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10:55 pm on July 23rd, 2008 3
kiki – Never mind lor, I eat on your behalf.
romantic – Hahaha, no lah, the petai I shitted this morning liao, no more smell.
11:11 pm on July 23rd, 2008 4
I LOVE Nasi Kandar. The one worth going to here is KAYU and its damn expensive.
11:42 pm on July 23rd, 2008 5
Snake Terence – You bodoh go down south for what lah? Bye-bye char koay teow forever. Yahor, time to torture you with more CKT photos. Yay!
1:35 am on July 24th, 2008 6
petai n durian all campur sekali?….I can only imagine the smell inside the toilet the morning after!!
why were yr boys sitting so far far away fr you in the photo? too ashame to be associated with a lam nua por? actually ah, i quite like it. u appeared relaxed and the smile…. remind me of darlie!
i never patron the mamak…. as I couldnt understand how they r allowed to charge $8 for 1 tiger prawn! tht was the very last time I ate nasi kandar.
really miss those chinese operas. unfortunately it has bcome a dying art/heritage.
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1:41 am on July 24th, 2008 7
JT – Cilaka, if you must know.
My loukong and kids went ahead and ate first cos the crazy mother was too busy taking photos of the walk way, mosque, mamak, mamak’s hands etc etc.
So,
#1 son hates being in my blog. Dunwan his college mates to know he is actually the poor, abused son of the 5xmom.
#2 was already sitting there cos there are six of us mah….
#3 was the photographer
#5 didn’t eat so he can run around.
Loukong – Aiyor, I dunno dia mana pigi that time.
So, now beng pek buey?
2:01 am on July 24th, 2008 8
JT raises both hands and gives a military salute n yells
‘ y e s , m a d a m ! ‘
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2:01 am on July 24th, 2008 9
and then
farts………
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10:56 am on July 24th, 2008 10
Penang and Kuching have quite a number of similarities. The church, the temple, the mosque all exist together harmoniously. Imagine a Malay kampung surrounded a huge buddhist temple on top of the hill. Imagine a Malay stall is placed side by side a stall selling kolomee or kueh chap(pork spare parts herbal soup served with a type of big flat noodle), you can get these in Kuching.
10:56 am on July 24th, 2008 11
Yummm…the petai fried rice looks delish! I must try eat all the stinky foods togeder-geder and bomb the balls outta everyone who comes within 10 ft of my toilet!
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3:55 pm on July 24th, 2008 12
Wahlau..that’s some killer looking durians u got there…Looked so yummy la…
*gotta get some durians tonite*
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7:54 pm on July 24th, 2008 13
Wah!! Beh Tah Han lah your picture of durian! SO fleshy and dark yellow some moh! I bet they are thick and stick to your throat when you swallow right?
Luckily I had durian for lunch oledi, otherwise lagi beh tahan!! Bloody Shiokkk!
What durian again is that heh? Don’t look like Gua Musang or “Jook Ke-iuk”……Penang breed ah? Somemore you eat with steamy hot white rice, the best combo lah!
Bruuupppppp……oops!
10:08 pm on December 7th, 2009 14
pak saya mau nanya nih pak resepnya gimana sih pak