It’s Day 4. What’s new? Cloudy, dribbly BC-style. But there’s just something about this cloudy-dribbly day. I hate to say it. It’s beautiful. So it’s brunch time. When it’s cold out, I crave for hot. Hankering for some wild Indian spices, we sped off to D.C. (Dosa Corner). Lamb curry X-TRA spicy was highly recommended …
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Hi, I’m back! Want to know what happened to my Get Your Kicks Galbi? They’re all gone… But I have the recipe! I can make it any time I want. You can make it any time you want, too. But before that, shall we get back to the question I last left you with? So which is …
I miss “ikan” (fish). Like fishballs. The Malaysian kind, of course. The kind sold by that Chinese aunty or uncle in the fresh markets. These fish-white and marble-sized fish balls were the freshest ever! They were springy, meaty, and the kind that’s to die for especially when added to piquant tom yum broth or fiery …
Finding Ipoh. Here in the Great Plains? No way? Way. I’m pining for “ikan bakar” (in Malay it means “grilled fish.”). Seriously, folks. And I want it now before anybody else. If I could flee the Great Plains for a day, and be a fly drooling on the wall of the corner hawker stall called …