‘Twas the eve of Christmas…it still is for another couple of hours to go.
Just had some Voodoo Magic to compliment our dinner. The Batik Influencer, Jeannie, who is also my wife; and I, decided to eat at home (for a change). Jeannie went for Maggi’s noodles. I had a burger.
Jeannie rustled up her Maggi noodles into a soupy meal. Looked good though I am not one for instant noodles. Jeannie also threw in some cut cherry toma“y”toes (American pronunciation, I think; not the British way of pronouncing it toma“h”toes), Japanese cucumbers and other “vege” (very Malaysian way of saying vegetables. I would prefer saying vegetables). That’s what made her meal look awesome. Bet tasted as good as it looked, or even more.
I had a premium burger, well done, that had baked beans and kernel corn to accompany it. A very” Mat Salleh” meal. That’s when I decided to liven the meal up. The answer “Voodoo Magic” – an extremely potent and rare commodity. “Smokin’ hot”, able to blow the roof off the top of your head, heart pumpin’, perspiration falling like Niagara Falls; this is one of the hottest chili sauce in town. Very, very, very limited stock available.
Voodoo Magic is a homemade chili sauce by Alan Martin. He says he uses only fresh ingredients, no preservatives, artificial colouring and other stuff like that. This is something like the chili sauce that is served with Chinese chicken rice; only a whole new level of niceness. The distinct tangerine in the sauce is superb.
Voodoo Magic takes hotness or spiciness to a whole new level. According to Alan Martin, stock is extremely limited. So, for now; it’s just his close circle of friends that can ger their hands on a bottle or two.
‘Twas / is the eve of Christmas (fast drawing to an end), I am at my workstation putting an essay together.
My workstation (one of my workstations, which could be anywhere😀) is quite cluttered with stuff.
One of our Christmas trees, decorated with Christmas ornaments on and around it.
Yes, Christmas eve. The day threw quite a few curve balls. One of them was that my book has hit a slight delay in being published.
I am trying to have it out by early January, if possible. Keep a lookout for it. Do let me know if you want to be amongst the first to acquire this book. It should start your 2025 on a positive note with happy vibes.
Taking a short photoshoot break.
On the other side of my workstation, with the “BLESSED ARE THE WEIRD PEOPLE”…the Writers” metal poster.
With Christmas decorations all around us, and beautiful Christmas carols and songs coming in throughout the day, the will be by far, the best Christmas. Looking forward to church atmosphere all around, too.
For now, Jeannie has bought me 5 full bars of Cadbury chocolate with hazelnuts, and 2 packets of M&M’s – you know, the ones in the yellow packs, the colour ball-shaped chocolates with peanuts in them (one of my favourites, too). I have to ensure I finish them. Then, walk 15,000 steps or nearly 11km at an even more vigorous pace, to burn off the excess sugar, For chocolates, I think it’s worth the extra exercise.
Will see you in my next article real soon. Til then…peace.✌🏻
It all started at 3.00am today. More to come. Stay tuned.
The newlyweds, Laura and Praga; with (from Left to Right) my cousin, Dato Ronald Gomes and his wife Datin Debbie Gomes; my cousin Christopher Nelliah and his wife, Evelina Nelliah; self and my wife, Jeannie.
Brr-urr-r-urr-rrr! Not sure if it’s spelt correctly. It is meant to indicate that the weather has been quite chilly today. For a short while (yes, just a teeny weeny time 😉), I thought it was just me. My resistance to cold and extreme cold weather is wearing off. The excuse…er.. reason would be , is because I am getting older?
I am not the only one feeling the colder – than – it – ought – to – be weather. Jeannie felt that the weather was a bit more chilly than usual. It rained quite heavily in the afternoon. It has been raining heavily about an hour on the average over the last few days. The weather, when the sun is up, was humid hot, but not blazing hot.
I was back home at about half after eight this morning; after dropping Jeannie at work. Traffic was alright, not too much of a concern.
Then, I took time to check and reply emails and social media. I am trying to make it a habit to bring myself up to speed on all the platforms I am on. I try to limit 1 hour first thing in the morning, half hour during lunchbreak (Lunchbreak? What is that?), and about 15 minutes before 5.00pm. In that way, I don’t get consumed with the ever lively social media platforms. I definitely cannot cover all the platforms within the said time. However, I do work towards clearing all of them before the day is up.
My next calendar event for the day was my 10 kilometer daily walk. By the time, I got ready and started my walk, it was after 10.00am, earlier than usual. The sky was a mix of morning sun and light clouds. The clouds did provide some shade. It was a pretty good walk session. I completed a 10.33km walk in a time of 1:59.01, averaging a speed of 5.2km/hr. I liked the above average speed that I clocked in.
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The above shows my health tracking on my Samsung watch. I am diligent at keeping pace with my health tracking. I am working at hitting at least the normal targets. I still have a long way to go.
Showered. Then got down to writing. One major thing that I learned fairly recently about writing: I have to write, everyday; for at least an hour. Whether I have an idea or not, about what I am to write about, just write. The whole process is to make it a rule or habit. There are no if(s), but(s) or maybe(s); just write. And, that is what I do. Writing for more than an hour, or at any additional time of the day is a bonus.
Before I knew it, was time to make my way to Laura’s (my daughter) office to pick her up. Being Friday, they knock off from work at 4.45pm. Traffic was good all the way. Then, we had Jeannie (my wife) picked up from her office. Laura and Jeannie had some grocery shopping to do. We stopped at KK Mart, a popular neighbourhood grocer in SS12, Subang Jaya (1); to get the groceries Jeannie and Laura wanted.
Then, Laura went to meet with Praga. Jeannie and I were in our usual predicament, “What to eat?” I suggested that we have our dinner at the T23 “chap fan”(2) restaurant in Taipan USJ as I wanted to pick something up from the pharmacy next to it.
When we got near the restaurant, traffic was a lot more civilized than usual – not much of a traffic jam. We managed to get a parking slot just before the restaurant. Well, maybe about a hundred meters (U.S. spelling of “metres”. They spell it as it sounds. Makes sense.) away.
We got in line. “Tak mau nasi” (Don’t want rice), and the server handed me an empty plate. I started choosing the food I liked from a wide selection of dishes. The choice of dishes today seemed like 10% – 15% less, as there was a few empty spaces for the food trays.
My meal: Left to Right at 12 o’clock: sliced potatoes in brown gravy sauce, a slice of luncheon meat (spam), egg omelet and steamed egg (white in colour) with mince meat. Somewhere underneath all that is curry-ed potato. And underneath all that is the sweet chilli sauce.
My today’s selection first started with a sweet chilli sauce because it was amongst the first dishes. The chilli sauce was meant to go for another dish; a chicken dish, I think. I got a few pieces of potato from the chicken curry dish, steamed egg with mince meat, a slice of luncheon meat (spam), potatoes in a brown gravy sauce and fried egg omelet.
The potatoes in a brown gravy sauce is a must try. Not spicy. When dipped in the sweet chilli sauce for an added, different flavour; ooo-la-la! The steamed egg with mince meat is a Chinese dish, I think. Unusual, it tastes pretty good.
The finale of my meal was the curry-ed (or is it curri-ed?) potatoes because it was under the pile of food.
Jeannie’s meal was more of a set bet for those who are not adventurously daring for spicy food. Not that Jeannie does not eat spicy food. Her meal was more vegetables and rice with a black hard boiled egg made in a dark brown sauce. The hard boiled egg prepared in this way is very popular with the Chinese.
We found a couple of seats at one of the long tables. The meal was enjoyable. Either we are taking more dishes than the normal amount (which I don’t know how much the normal amount is), or the meal is getting more expensive. The meal is still reasonable but not cheap. Free hot soup and hot or cold water is available. Any amount.
We headed to the pharmacy a couple of doors (not blocks, as the shops here are in a terraced row) and got the item that I needed. We got home a short while later.
It was more eagerly to get home so as to pack for our short holiday tomorrow. Golden sands, blue, green, murky seas, sun (hopefully not too hot). Clothes, food, cables to keep my gadgets going when their batteries run low… Did I mention clothes and food? Jeannie likes to over-pack. Laura is joining us, too; on this central, south western state of Negri Sembilan’s city of Port Dickson and its beaches.
Happy Weekend!
NOTE: 1. Subang Jaya is a thriving city in the state of Selangor, Malaysia. 2. Chap fan which is pronounced as “chup fun”, means economy rice in English.
Another day has gone by. For multiple (not “many”. The word “many” may seem like a word for the commoners. haha😀😂[1 emoji for each “ha”]) people, the countdown to Christmas has begun. They are just short of putting on their Santa Claus or Santarina outfits. Our house has half the Christmas decorations up already. (It is beginning🎶 to look a lot like Christmas♪♪🎵) I’ll let you in on a little secret: whisper (come closer so you can hear…er… see) – We’ve not taken them down last year…or the year before that. They’ve been up all this while.
We (my wife, Jeannie; and daughter, Laura) were stuck in the usual traffic jam on the Federal Highway, on our way back to Subang Jaya, after I picked them up from their offices. Today seemed unusually slower than other days. This time in the car, with the family; is generally quality time.
The first thing on our “day-on-day” meeting agenda was “how was your day?” Laura and Jeannie will share the going-ons and stuff like that. There is always lots to share about. I find this interesting because we become involved, to a certain extent in their daily activities, even though we were not physically there at that time. We do this every evening, after work. It is a bit different in the mornings, on the way to work. Both, Jeannie and Laura will start their work, sort of; thanks to technology – using their laptop computers and mobile hotspot technology.
Laura was dropped off at the gym. Jeannie and I continued on our way home. The usual, “Dinner – what shall we will eat?” statement / question came up. We both thought, “chap fan” (pronounced “cha-p fun”) at T23. Chap fun or jaahp faahn is mixed rice (dishes). It is quite common to hear it referred as “economy rice” as the prices are reasonable.
The other day, I heard my mother-in-law refer to this restaurant as “723”. I thought that all this while we must have been reading the sign wrongly as “T” instead of “7”, more so because the first character is stylised. It made sense as many Chinese restaurants are named in numbers. This is evident in Klang for example, along the Persiaran Raja Muda street. However, when searched on the internet for the actual name, it is stated at “T23”.
When we got to T23, we got into the queue (not “lined up” – that’s for schoolchildren😀) and waited our turn to get a plate with rice served, first. As I don’t eat rice, I got an empty plate. Jeannie got a plate with rice. Then, we walked along the aisle, served ourselves (self-serve) from a choice of about 100 different dishes. Once we picked our choice of dishes, we paid at the cashier at the end of the aisle. He calculates the price of your meal and charges you accordingly.
Then, we went to the adjoining room, the dining room; where we chose a table to sit at, and comfortably had our meal there. There are fans and air-conditioning to keep the temperature cool and comfortable as you enjoy your meal. At times, it can be quite cold which makes it uncomfortable to sit in that dining hall.
There are also people who will “tapau” (to pack back or takeaway) their meal, too.
My meal: Beansprouts with beans, lady’s fingers, baked beans with fried egg, white tofu with mince meat, Japanese tofu and curry potato.
At the back of this dining hall, there is usually a pot of hot soup, for customers to self-serve free. There is also hot Chinese tea and hot & cold water that customers can help themselves to.
The meals as always, were delicious. I am quite sure that all the dishes they offer are delicious. Eating here does take away the chore of having to cook at home, especially if you want a variety of dishes. Another thing is that you don’t have to wash the dishes. This is a very ideal set-up for those coming back from a tiring day at work, possibly having to go through traffic jams and wanting to have dinner without having to be involved in cooking and washing dishes.
T23 is opened throughout the day until 10.00pm, everyday. They have many outlets in the major cities and towns. We can come here everyday and eat different dishes as there are so many to choose from.
Jeannie’s meal: rice, brinjal, lady’s fingers, sweet sour pork and white tofu.
For dessert, we popped in to Berry’s cake house next door, and bought a loaf of chocolate layered sponge cake, sprinkled with lots of chocolate rice on top. Yum.😋 Couldn’t wait to have a go at it. It was a long 5 minute drive home. Then, not 1; but 2 slices of the cake. 😋Tomorrow, exercise to work off the calories.
At the dining hall. Rows of long tables and chairs.
Chocolate rice sponge cake.It tastes as good as it looks.
It was T23
NOTES: 1. Also spelt as jaahp faahn (Chinese: ‘mixed rice’) in Cantonese
What is life? That is the question, not the one that thinks it is the question, or the people the world over make it to be, “To Be Or Not To Be?”, a quote from William Shakespeare’s play “Hamlet”. When you ask anyone, even some random (my daughter uses this word quite often. Though it is a common word, you will hear from the generation born just after the turn of the century [this century, not the last; in case you were wondering], “flaunting” that word around) people walking on the street, “What is Life?”; they probably will give you their version of it, everyone with a different answer; all correct because it is their version of it.
Try asking them the “To Be Or Not To Be?” question, You probably will get stares, or “Whatcha talking about?”, or ‘”To be or not to be” what?’. Don’t mess around with them, literature people. They will know the answer or may think they know the answer. And you will have to know Hamlet and more.🤔😀
Crafted by barista Joanne.
I was at my favourite coffee bakery, Good Ground Bakery (G.G.B.); several times this week (and the week has not ended yet😀). Each and every time I visit G.G.B., the experience I get is different. The experience is always new… always fresh. Sure, the bakery structure and its physical contents are the same. However, every visit seems to be refreshing, a refreshed, welcoming, comfortable invitation without it being dramatic. It has genuine-ness about it.
Sarah, Good Ground Bakery’s awesome owner; Joanne, G.G.B.’s bright and creative barista, whose smile puts the twinkle in stars in the sky; Monique, the public relations ambassador (whose “Hi, welcome” is warmly given to each and every person that enters the door, and “Thank you, come again” as guests leave that same door); and the bakery crew who put together an amazing array of pastries and bread, all together put the freshness in “fresh” each day.
Not forgetting that we get older as each moment goes by, factually meaning that we change and get older as each of those moments arrives us.
I am a firm believer and try not to take for granted of this fact. In the movie, “Star Trek” – Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise – to boldly go where no man has gone before! Each moment that has yet to present itself to us, is an opportunity for us to boldly go where no one has gone before – new adventures.
Dalgonacrafted by barista Joanne.
That’s the gist of this story. We have to keep reminding ourselves that we have to be thankful for each new moment, each hour, each day; to give the very best of ourselves to ourselves. This is reflected when we give the very best in what we do, to others.
We don’t have control as to when our lives begin (at birth) and when our lives end (our last breath). What we do have control of, is the in between. That is absolutely, incredibly awesome!
We have our own story, our own bestseller to tell. We can choose to write it in the past tense (a journal or a diary) or we can choose to write a novel, how we picture our lives to be and work towards it. Me? How am I going to write my story? The way I see it, I have volumes to write about. My past alone has 65 over years to talk about. I am excited about the present and the future… Page 1, Chapter 1…Year 2093…The next phase…
A quiet morning start. No traffic snarls, no long traffic jams on the road, weather looks like it is giving the sun a chance to do its thing, that is to shine brightly and give meaning to, “It’s a bright and cheery morning, with the sun darting its not-so-hot rays”.
The quiet morning start with no traffic jams is due to the long weekend holiday here in Malaysia. We are into the last of a 4 day weekend. I hear people say, “I can get used this”. Well, maybe a week…or two. A month. Then, you will start fidgeting around. You have been used to a full work day, some stress-filled… but that’s o.k.. Not, this “don’t know what to do with the time on your hands”. We can go into that on another write-up.
The weather has been humid – and that’s putting it mildly. Last night was quite uncomfortable. Towards, the early morning, it let up a bit. Now, it is back at it again. It may be something that we will never get used to since we are living more in an air-conditioned world.
When we mention “air-conditioner”, the picture of the rectangular, average-size 3ft long, by 1 ft wide, boxed machine on the wall comes to mind. However, in its true meaning, air-conditioner would mean “conditioning the air, either cold or hot”. However, when in a country, which has the winter climate, you would say, “Turn on the heater”. You don’t say. “air-conditioner”. So, in Malaysia, you may expect people to say, “Turn on the cooler(?)”. Many people won’t understand what you asked. However, if you say, “On the air-con”; (2) perfect.
Whatever the situation may be, it can always be resolved over food. And, we must eat. Jeannie, my wife and I; decided to take a short drive to Taipan, the “town area” of USJ (1). It is where one has a wide selection choice of what to eat and where to eat; from fast food restaurants to local Chinese, Indian, Malay, western, Japanese, Korean and other cuisines. With such a wide selection to choose from, the proverbial question is still asked; “What to eat?” (2)
Jeannie wanted something “soupy”. Here, she was referring to the food, not the weather (3). Yes, we were having a soupy day, with it being humid as it was. We decided to go to “Taipan City Kopitiam”.
Jeannie ordered “wor-tan-hor” or kway teow with gravy and soya bean cin cau ice for her drink. I went for the wonton noodles and kopi ice.
You can be forgiven to think this place as a fast food restaurant, minus the fancy ordering system because the food arrived before we could say “Road Runner” (with the “beep! beep!).
We were soon enjoying our meal. But, not without a couple (or more) of pictures first.
We sat next to the drinks seller, whom we suspect was the main guy of the restaurant. Interestingly, their stall, which was like an island by itself because it was in the centre, with tables for customers all round it. It was quite a big, stall and ran the length of the restaurant.
The couple, ready to tuck into their meal.The front of the restaurant, looking out to the shops across the street.
Jeannie enjoyed her wor-ton-hor (if you notice, I have mentioned this word multiple times. I think it sounds…cute(?) hor.)😁 Jeannie put some of it on my plate for me to taste. I have to agree with her. It was definitely delicious.
Our meal order.
Her soya bean cin cau (It is a black jelly) (4) ice drink looks unusal. It is a nice, cooling drink, popular with the Chinese.
My wonton mee noodles came with a generous serving of char siew. The noodles were prepared in a black gravy sauce. Included in this meal was a small bowl of wonton soup with three pieces of wonton. This meal was topped of with a few leafy green vegetables and a little container of cut, pickled green chilis.Note the cin cau series menu.
My wonton noodles were as good as always. This stall, like many others in this restaurant, is always consistent with the food quality, their preparation, and delivery from order to reaching your table. My expectations are always met. The noodle meal was lovely.
Wor-tan-hor (in Cantonese) or kway teow with gravy (in English). It looked so good.
The soup with 3 pieces of wonton side dish.
Now, how did that get onto my plate? Jeannie put some of her wor-tan-hor on my plate for me to try. Yum!Wanna know a secret? (That special word that loses its meaning when it is told to everyone😂). It does not only look good and appetizing, it (the secret) tastes good, too.
I ordered the super strong iced coffee; a new coffee variant on their menu. The coffee was nice, I liked it. Though I was expecting “super strong” but I felt that I didn’t get it. Maybe, my coffee tolerance is much higher than most people.
Maybe…just maybe, our meal tasted extra nice because traffic in and around Taipan was light, and parking was almost a synch. Just maybe…
This was my iced coffee. The coffee was good. I wouldn’t say it was “super strong”, it was above average. Maybe, if it came in the glass as in the picture, instead of the take away, plastic drink container; it could have been more appealing to my taste buds as “super strong”.
Over and above our meal, Jeannie and I managed to spend a little bit of time together, without work related issues creeping into our space. It was time spent in the “present”. We left the past to the past, and the future to itself. Totally enjoyable.
Many a time, people don’t know what to do with themselves in the present. Maybe, they are afraid. They have never consciously experienced it. Being in the present means that you are in control of your time. Being in control also can be quite scary for the inexperienced.
We were back home within an hour and a half.
NOTES: 1. USJ and Taipan are in the bustling and thriving city of Subang Jaya, in the state of Selangor, Malaysia. 2. “On the air-con” and “What to eat?” can be commonly heard in the way people speak English in Malaysia. It is accepted as “good(?) English”. Is it unique to Malaysia? Perhaps. However, a fair observation to note is that we do not speak like that in our household. 😁 3. “Soupy” is generally thought to refer to food. It can also refer to humid (the air or climate). Oxford, Cambridge dictionaries 4. Cin cau or grass jelly, also known as leaf jelly or herb jelly, is a jelly-like dessert originating in China. It is commonly consumed in East Asia and Southeast Asia. Wikipedia
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As one of the greatest Formula 1 drivers, Michael Schumacher once said, “Records are meant to be broken”. I am looking forward to the next 50,000.
Another day, long and hard on the grind with the rat race almost literally. Traffic jam on the Federal Highway was at a standstill. Gridlock. Traffic was actually…or how should I put it…? “Honestly, traffic was moving…slowly….real slowly… To put the speed in perspective, a snail moving in reverse gear, but heading in the same direction as us… was moving much faster. Again, I am influenced by Turbo.
Notice the words, “actually” and “honestly”? The English language has an uncanny way of putting a person in a spot.😁😂😇
When our (my wife, Jeannie’s and mine) daughter, Laura; was in her growing up days, we used to go to the movies fairly often. We had a couple of rules as to what type of movies we watched. One was with the promotion of family values. The second was no violence. The world is full of violence and hate already, we did not want to highlight what was already there.
We took Laura to watch many movies like “CARS”, “ALICE IN WONDERLAND”, “WALL-E”, TURBO”…and many comedy movies….you get my drift.
So, now you know who “Turbo” is….
Back to the traffic snarl. It is incomprehensible that people in vehicles are subjected to this grueling grind day in / day out…with no clear solution anywhere in the near future. Look at who’s talking (typing with the only sound coming from the thumping of the keys on the Logitech keyboard, and the reactive sound [something like a “cluck”, more like a “wooden cluck” sound] from the keys on the keyboard as they are typed / hit and returned to their original positions before being typed). I / we are in the jams everyday. However, today seemed like one where the traffic jammers were going to camp the night on the road itself.
We got off the Federal Highway after a couple of kilometers of inching our way forward, and headed towards Section 13. We turned off at the intersection just before Jaya Shopping Centre and headed towards SS3. (1) Traffic was heavy but it was moving. We decided to have our dinner instead of wading through the sea of motor vehicles. I intended to go to the area where there were several rows of shops with a choice of restaurants to choose from.
We did lots of left and right turns, and some travel in the lorong(s) (Bahasa Malaysia for lane or alley [but we did not drive in alleys]) and got onto SS3/31 when Laura recognised a restaurant which served a decent chicken cop meal. We decided that would be our dinner, which would give us a break from what would seem another hour, at least; according to Waze; to get home. We got a parking spot fairly easily.
This area brought back memories of 50 years ago, when I, together with my siblings – Jennifer, Nigel, Terence, Malcolm; and cousins – Richard, Neil, Judy-Ann, Audra and Darren; would often stay at almost every holiday (especially the long ones) with the happening couple, Aunty Val and Uncle Jeff & their sons, Brendon and Shenton in their home in Section 22/56 (now SS3/56). That was our holiday camp, where “fun” was the buzz word. So many fond memories. One of them was that Uncle Jeff took us fishing one day. Behind these shops at that time was just rubber tree estates. That’s it. This particular day was just after a fairly heavy rain downpour had stopped. We walked fairly deep in the plantation and came to a small pond. We caught some catfish there. We were thrilled. Ordinarily, our parents would not have given us the permission to go in to the estates. But Uncle Jeff and Aunty Val got away with lots of mischief and we were always let off the hook (pun? – fishing🤔😇😂).
Laura led us to a corner, intermediate restaurant, “Restoran Kuan Yew”. It occupied two shoplots. The place was nearly empty though the time was about 7.00pm. Here, “Michael’s Chicken Chop” stall operates. The “chef” is Michael (for obvious reasons). This stall is supposed to serve possibly the cheapest chicken chop around.
Laura and Jeannie ordered the basic (I think) chicken chop which came with the normal dressing. I went for the black pepper dressing / sauce version. Here was an usual system where when one makes an order, a plastic cup with an alphabet letter is given. At other restaurants, you are given a coloured cup (plastic, of course) a number tag; or for a more upmarket stall; an electronic beeper (which will go off when your order is ready for you to collect at the counter).
Dinner at Michael’s Chicken Chops, the cheapest chicken chops around SS3.
We picked a table quite easily😉as there were only a couple of tables out of about 30 tables, occupied.
Our cup had the letter “p” on it. “P”, a lady from the counter in a distant front, called out; signaling that our meal was ready. Laura and Jeannie went to get the order while I was putting words down for another article on my Samsung Fold 5 screen.
When Laura was making the food order, she asked me if I wanted coleslaw to go with my order. Thinking that it would cheaper without it, I opted not having it. When the meals came, Laura said the price of RM18.00 (US$4.15) included the coleslaw if I chose to have it (Jeannie did). The coleslaw looked good.
Our meals came with a decent size of chicken serving, each; and some nice fries. There are some establishments where the fries are terribly ordinary or below standard. It was the gravy dressing poured over the chicken chops, that differentiated the meals. Each meal also came with a couple of packets of chili sauce. Chili sauce??? With chicken chop… prepared this way?
My black peppered (literally) chicken chop.
My black pepper sauced chicken chop was ok. You can tell that it’s the black pepper version. The gravy was a darker version than the basic(?), and it was peppered with… why, pepper of course. The chicken chop was much better than those places where they stick chicken pieces together to form one main piece. When you start eating it, you don’t have to cut through it, it literally breaks into pieces.
I tasted a piece of Laura’s chicken chop biasa (“Ordinary” in Bahasa Malaysia). It tasted better than the black pepper version. For the price of RM18.00, serving as lunch to the working crowd during days, this probably is a good choice if you are into something different from the noodles or rice meals. The time taken from order to serve the meal, was decently quick; meaning that Michael is conscious of the working crowd’s limited lunchtime.
We were hoping that the traffic jam would have dispersed by the time we reconnected to the Federal Highway. It had not. However, traffic was moving and it did not take us too long to get home. I wonder… should I create my own spicy black pepper sauce recipe which I would like people to taste a decent amount of black pepper in the sauce itself?
The black peppered chicken chop, all black peppered (the black spots on the meal). It could have done with more black pepper.
NOTES: 1. Section 13 and SS3 are located in the city of Petaling Jaya, Selangor, Malaysia.
