The weekend

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Well, for quite awhile now, I finally manage to do something different, apart from the dull and mundane. Would have to say that I’ve got no complaints.

This weekend I was in Malacca, for people not in the know, it’s a 3 hour or so car ride into the neighbouring Malaysia, the sate right after Johor. Historically it has got quite abit of significance as it was one of the more strategic trading points in the colonial days, as it would be evident as it was under British and Portugese rule.

On a personal level, it’s hometown of which my dad grew up when he came over to Malaya all those years back. To be honest I didn’t feel a connection to this not so sleepy back water anymore, as I thought I would if there was a more ‘human’ connection. Maybe if there was a connection to something closer there would be something.

Anyways, there was no specific reason as to wh we (family and friends), one of the reasons would be to chekout Chan’s weekend getaway. Nestled in Tiara country club, it was one of those residential concepts whereby it nestles in the center and the peripheral of the golf course, something like the houses in Wentworthin Surrey, Valaderama in Spain and of course Pebble beach in Monterey, California.

The house is a good place to getaway from it all, aprt from a radio and mini bar fridge, there was really nothing else, really. The house was styled with the Mediterranean theme in mind, wide open open living spaces and a water feature right in the center of the house.

The other main intention of this trip, and I think this would be the main reason, was to pig out, and one the floodgates open, there’s no chance in hell of swimming against the tide, resistance is futile.

My gastronomical vices bgan at lunch, it was at this shack behind some person’s house, sights, sounds and flavors that pity, ou don’t get to savour in Singapore.

So what did I eat/ Mee Siam! Slightly differebt as it was dryer than what is usually is here in Singapore, but nonetheless it s was 2 packets worth of lipsmacking goodness. And this was accompanied by homemade poh piah and kuey pai tee.

Told you this wou this is on the verge of gluttony.

After a beer and lack of sleep induced siesta, it was another round of feeding the face. This time round it was this seafood place right by the sea, just like on of those seafood places along the East Coast of Singapore. What I ate would be 4 packets of nasi lemak (equvalent to 1 big packet in most places, sambal was superb!). This was accompanied by quite abit of chee hum, lightly battered fried sotong, sambal stingray, buttered prawns and fish of some description (which I can assure you went well down in the stomach).

Thank me for not taking fotogs of the food.
After afew trips to the toilet to clear space, it was finally down to lunch. And this one sorta made my trip complete. First off it was malacca’s ver famous chicken rice balls, which for aesthetics and guilt wise isn’t too bad as instead of scoops of rice it’s shaped into bitesize pieces of balls, chicken was excellent also. But the coup de gras would have to be the SATAY BABI, or miniature pork kebabs. This is one of those dishes where there is no place better than eating from where it originally came from. In this case it would be this stall located at Joncker Street, the heart of old Malacca town.

Well the way this is grilled is that it’s simply meat on a stick, with pieces of fat stuck inbetween the meat, just melts in your mouth. And as though this wasn’t good enough, it’s accompanied with this satay sauce, only difference is that it’s got pineapple shavings in it and simply put, this flavor and taste can’t be replicated anywhere else according to fellow foodies.

And that would be my weekend of vice, kinda regret it now, but I guess, big eyes, and even bigger stomach.