Glorious, glorious food.
I thank God for the mass immigration to Malaysia a century ago to enable us to create such melting pots of authentic and delicious delicacies. Don't get me wrong, Malay, Indian and Chinese dishes stand strong on their own accord, but surely being in close proximities throughout the years have strongly influenced each others palates.
During the past few days, I have had 3 full meals everyday - breakfast, lunch and dinner with snacks in between. Not good for my waistline but oh boy, has it been heaven like! My body was initially slow at adapting to this new regimen, but it has now somehow compensated by placing me into longer food comatose states. After indulging on a plate filled with soft, slow cooked beef ribs yesterday, I barely managed to wake up for noon the next morning only to join my grandma and cousin for a full on meal served on banana leaves. I mean, if I were to eat like this everyday, there is no doubt that I will be enroute to early heart disease. But I take solace in thinking that I am on holiday - so sue me!
In a couple of weeks time I would have to go back to the sad days of cold lunch sandwiches and packaged fruit. Here, I can devour fruits straight from the tree! Utter bliss! But in all honesty, when it comes to food, no one comes close to Asia. With the West who prides itself with seasonings of salt and pepper, we have enough spices to fill an entire room.
Signing off here, to go into another food comatose state before my next glorious meal!
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