One fine morning

Last week, I was rolling and tossing around in bed but couldn’t sleep a wink. I had an early meeting to go to but cana tah jua, inda mau tido… at 4.30 am I was sat in front of the tv just flicking between channels and chatting to my cousin who was also wide awake – another night owl, thank God. But before we knew it, it was already close to 6 am and we decided it was breakfast time. Off we went to KK Koya restaurant in Telisai, featured here.

When we got there, it still wasn’t open yet, and there was no one else there who except one Pa’Aji we thought must have been a fan of early rising, the exact opposite of what we were.

Then there was that familiar clank of metal curtain doors being pushed open. A deafening but welcome noise at exactly 6.13 am.

So here’s what we had, upon my cuz’s recommendation- Teh tarik and Nasi Pulut (Sticky rice packets with sweet chilli anchovies) – which he claimed was ‘The best!’

3 pieces for a dollar, so we had 3 portions. And some Sweet Tapai to cap it off.

And that lonesome Pa’Aji – turned out that he was there early for good reason, he supplies the Nasi Pulut. Delicious!


Old faithful

Wow, been quite a while, huh? That’s what happens when work gets in the way, but of course someone’s gotta bring the bread, or nasi ayam, to the table.

And speaking of ‘longevity’, our faithful Hitachi microwave oven that joined the family circa 1985 has finally gone to electrical heaven.

When my brother first brought it back from the UK (not Japan, oddly enough) we were a bit sakai with this fireless oven. My sis taught me how to roast Ayam Madu in it, though my eyes didn’t blink when she pulled out the rather anaemic-looking but cooked result. Early microwave technology of course did not change the colour of the food. But over time, many more versions were produced, though not necessarily better. Ours served us for 29 years! Says a lot about the brand!