THAT DANGEROUSE STEP!

updated: 3rd day after the fall. I had the dressing changed.

Today was almost a light and easy day. I didn’t have to drive to P.J. (1) and K.L. (2). I went for my usual coffee, meeting up with Chris (my cousin) and Jino, our friend in USJ 17 (3). Got home at about 5pm for a short rest. My wife, Jeannie’s colleague, Soo Yin; who has always been a wonderful, wonderful (repeated deliberately) person, was dropping Jeannie off at the LRT (Light Rail Transport) station, nearby here.

I picked Jeannie up at about 6.00pm and when we got around to the usual question, “What shall we have for dinner?”; I already had fried kway teow (4) in mind. Without saying much, I drove to the coffee shop (now known as restaurant. It is more “upmarket” or a perceived value to be more upmarket than just a plain ol’ coffee shop) in Taipan.

Now, Jeannie and I were quite laid back and relaxed as tomorrow is a public holiday, “Wesak” Day for the whole of Malaysia. Wesak is a celebration of the Buddhists.

After dinner, Jeannie wanted to buy a can of corned beef and luncheon meat, so that we could +have many of our meals at home; which has a huge cost savings benefit. Another thing is I am usually one for quick meals. I decided to stop by at our regular pharmacy to get a couple of things before heading to the quick convenience mini mart to get the provisions.

As I came out of the pharmacy, I looked down to mind my step. There were three steps. The main step, from the road to the sidewalk (and vice versa) is pretty steep; meaning the height of the step is around 10 inches to 12 inches. There is a gradient climb of the road along the width of the step, which means it is not level.

Somehow or the other, I did not clear the main step, and fell, lunging forward onto the road. I saw that step. In my mind I was clearing it, but I didn’t. It was as though I was in mid-air hitting turbulence for a split second.

Jeannie, who was in the car, just parked by another car, saw what happened and came rushing out. At the same time, a gentleman who was parking his motorcycle near there, saw what happened and came to my aid.

First thing I did, like any other normal human being; was to check if my smartphones were ok. Yeah, yeah… I was bleeding and bruised on my leg, hand and palm, but both the phones had to be ok…first?😅

I had to fall in style, where when I fell, I still had my panama hat on my head.🕵🏻‍♂️😁 I was able to get up on my own, check on my wounds and felt that everything else was ok. Since, my leg had my blood dripping from it, Jeannie said she would drive me to the clinic near our house.

I thanked the gentleman for his concern and waited to make sure that I was alright.

At the clinic.

The nurse in charge of that duty shift, attended to me. As she cleaned my wounds, I realized that I had a wound on my palm and some cuts and grazes on my left hand. The doctor on duty attended to me, too. She gave me a tetanus jab.

I grimaced in momentarily pain when the medicines and the sprays were applied to clean my wounds. The sprays were cold, really cold. They felt nice when the cold touched me, then the sting from these medicines lingered on. I think I left the clinic with more pain then when I had arrived. I am grateful to the doctor and nurse. Their kindness. attentiveness and patience reassured me that I was in excellent hands.

The nurse attended to cleaning up the wounds. She had to painstakingly remove all the tiny stones and gravel that were lodged in the wound.

Notice that the Hatted Writer remained Hatted throughout the painful ordeal.

After the clinic, we stopped at the 7-11 a few doors away to buys some buns and other stuff just in case I was going to be awake the whole night and would end up hungry.

The employee there was trying top sell us some drinks and chips that were discounted – the day’s promo. I told him that he was a good salesman. He told us that he was from Punjab and has been in Malaysia for 5 years. Prior to this, he worked as a plumber in Dubai. Come November, he goes home to Punjab and does not plan on another overseas work stint.

As for the steps in front of the pharmacy, I will go to the pharmacy tomorrow to highlight my accident, that this was my second accident there. The first one was a very minor fall with some slight grazes. I hope they will take action in making the path much safer for its customers and all those people who use those steps daily. I will suggest for them to change the smooth tiles which covers the walkway of the pharmacy. Nice to look at but when the tiles are wet from the heavy rains; they become a very slippery, dangerous walkway.

I often come to this pharmacy because the staff there, are very courteous. To me, as a customer; that goes a long way.

Update, May 23rd 2024:
The old dressing was removed and a clean one administered, this afternoon. I will have to go for a further dressing each day from tomorrow, for the next three days.

Removing the old dressing.
About to have the new dressing put on.

Just after the third dressing.

May 24th, 2024; The second update.
After dinner; we, that is Jeannie and I; went to the clinic to change the dressing. The doctor says the wound is healing nicely. Pain is still there, slight pain around the edge of the wound. Once in a while a sharp pain comes and goes in a while. Other than that, everything is good.

NOTES:
1. P.J. or Petaling Jaya, is a city in the central state of Selangor, Malaysia.
2. K.L. or Kuala Lumpur, is the capital of Malaysia.
3. USJ is part of the thriving city of Subang Jaya, Selangor, Malaysia.
4. Char kway teow is a stir-fried rice noodle dish from Maritime Southeast Asia of southern Chinese origin. In Hokkien and Teochew, char means ‘stir-fried’ and kway teow refers to flat rice noodles. wikipedia

COFFEE SHOP AT PARAMOUNT

Monday morning. Left the house a little later than usual. All of a sudden, I can feel, hear and imagine the shock and horror on your faces; and expression with gasps of disbelief, if I may; (that is the English English’s way of trying to be descriptive, politely). Leaving home later, on a Monday morning? That’s what I said…wrote😏. I would have been stark raving mad to do so! What with having to wade through all that Monday morning traffic of blurry-eyed drivers wishing it was Friday evening again, mentally calculating the hours to Friday evening.

Sabar, kawan-kawan. (It is Bahasa Malaysia for “be patient, friends”). My wife, Jeannie; was on leave today. We only had to drop our daughter, Laura off at work. We had plenty of time.

Traffic on the road and highway (street and freeway for those in the U.S. of A.) was heavy, but moving. It was manageable. We even had time to make a detour, where I dropped Jeannie off at a hospital to visit a relative. Then I continued to our main destination in Kuala Lumpur to drop Laura off at work. I picked Jeannie up from the hospital about an hour later.

Jeannie suggested going for breakfast to Thong Kee Kopitiam in Section 21/1, Paramount Gardens; P.J. (1)

Though it is one of the earliest suburbs of P.J.; it is still a thriving mini business district. We found the coffee shop pretty quickly but had to go round the block a couple of times before managing to get a slot to park our car. It was right in front of a cafe – Kampar Cafe, all the way from Perak, which specializes in the original Kampar Noodle. First thing that crossed my mind was one noodle in a whole ball of fishballs.💭😉

Drove to Kampar? Since it states “The Original Kampar Fishball Noodle (It has to be a really long noodle since it is only 1 noodle by serving) Since 1978”.😉

“Thong Kee Kopitiam” – one of Jeannie’s work associates suggested this restaurant to her.

We had to walk through a “maze line”, the one used for queues. I didn’t see the need🤔 to walk that line when there was no one in front of us, so I cut queue.😂

This was definitely a coffee shop – not air-con (local slang for air-conditioned).

All that I was eating… I had a couple of fairly large cookies (early breakfast) before leaving the house.

I ordered a kari pap (curry puff) and a small slice of marble butter cake as I already had a couple of fairly large cookies before leaving the house this morning.

“1+1” Is this what the Chinese mean by “double happiness”?

Jeannie went for a muffin that looked somewhat similar to the ones at McD’s, but it was not.

For drinks, Jeannie ordered a coffee cham which is known as “1+1” here. It is a beverage that is made by mixing an intense black tea with sugar, evaporated milk, and concentrated coffee.

My drink order was kopi ais (Bahasa Malaysia for “coffee ice”) with sugar and milk.

The order counter.

Kombucha drink. On the left is peppermint flavour, on the right is green tea.
Notice the peek-a-boo from the girl at the back of the counter?

Look at her smile… This coffee shop is high tech – modern food display counters and a couple of wide rows of computer monitors displaying the menu.

Joined by her other fellow employee. Happy. This is life.

While I was looking around the restaurant and taking pictures, there were two pretty employees, with big, bright smiles and happy faces; sporting enough to have themselves as models, included in the pictures. They certainly made what looked like a day about to be rained upon; bright, cheery and happy. If any of you readers need cheering up and want to have a happy day, and happen to be in Paramount Gardens, P.J.; drop by Thong Kee Kopitiam and pay these two lovelies a visit. I know I will be going back there again if I am around the area.

These two girls have the loveliest of smiles in the morning. Very friendly. All the reason for people to come visit this restaurant more often.

Jeannie asked me to try her ‘coffee”. At that point, I did not know what was the drink she ordered. I drew a long sip of Jeannie’s drink to try it. She failed to mention the black tea in it. I thought it was a concoction of different coffees. It was horrible! She set me up. She had a good laugh. No, it is not so much the drink itself. I am just not a “tea” person. And black tea, to boot.

Then, I took a sip of my coffee, which was a contrast to that of Jeannie’s. It wasn’t all that great. I think it had too much of condensed milk that over-powered the taste of the coffee. I think it should be called “Ais Susu Condens Kopi” (Bahasa Malaysia) or “Ais S C K” in short; or Iced Condensed Milk Coffee in English. Before long, it will become more popularly known as “Susu C K Ais”.

No, I don’t think this is the “double happiness”. The drink on the left is my kopi ais (Bahasa Malaysia for “coffee ice”) with sugar and milk. Jeannie’s drink, known as “1+1” is a beverage that is made by mixing an intense black tea with sugar, evaporated milk, and concentrated coffee.

The kopitiam has food stalls on the fringe of the restaurant, offering a wide selection of food. Looked like I was controlling the camera from the S-Pen of my Samsung S-23 Ultra. I was. For the “professional” angled shot.😀

Another view of the restaurant, with more food stalls. The late morning crowd.

Our breakfast.

The curry puff or kari pap (as stated on the receipt) and marble butter cake were o.k. Nothing really to shout about. It would be more than just “ok” for the folks living around here. It is convenient, as customers rushing to work will either have a quick breakfast or have it as a “ready to go” on their way to work. They look like they are fast sellers.

About the size of an egg McMuffin, the price is about the same, too. However, it is not an egg McMuffin.

I thought this “karipap” was a bit unusual. First time I am coming across with one that is perforated for air ventilation.

I thought the curry puff was a bit unusual. It had neat punctured holes all over it. It was perfectly shaped, the colour was a even, light golden brown. I wonder what the holes were for. Perhaps it was a new technique to make curry puffs, where the holes helped in cooling them don more quickly after taking them out of the baking ovens.

Inside the “karipap”. Basically, a sweetish, lightly spicy, curry-potato filled, and a piece of hard boiled egg.

Biting into the curry puff, I got a nice taste of the spicy, curry potato filling. It had a tinge of sweetness in it. There was a piece of hard boiled egg in it. The kari pap and marble butter cake should be fast-moving-off-the-shelf sellers / “to go” sellers, as they are light, non-messy, easy-to-eat food.

While taking photos of the coffee shop from where we were seated; the “library of books” on shelves, caught my eye. On the metal shelves were rows of “Roti Buku” or “Bread Book” (direct translation), neatly arranged.

The Chinese does not call the bread, “Roti Buku” (Bahasa Malaysia for “Bread Book” in English), for nothing. You can see the library of Roti Buku on the shelves, here.

It is also known as Chinese bread because you can find this bread in many kopitiams. It is usually served as steamed or toast bread with butter or kaya jam. The most famous way of eating this is to have “kopi-o” or black coffee to go with this bread.. This hot, steamed bread with butter, is dipped into the coffee and then, eaten. Out of this world delicious! If you have not tried it, you should add it to your bucket list.

Once we finished our coffee, we headed back to Subang Jaya, to work on all the tasks we had planned out for the day. The traffic was lightly heavy (you will have to figure that one out for yourself).

NOTES:
1. P.J. as it is more fondly called; is Petaling Jaya, a city in the central south state of Selangor, Malaysia.

AND THE WINNER IS…

It was a bit of a slow start today. My wife, the Batik Influencer, Jeannie; was out early in the morning, to meet her relatives, staying at her parents’ for the weekend. They arrived down from Penang (Penang is a state up north west of Peninsula Malaysia) for a couple of days.

Jeannie took her relatives and her mother out for breakfast. I, on the other hand, got out of bed about an hour later, got some paperwork done and had a quick brekkie. Jeannie got back a short while after that.

We made our way to Amcorp Shopping Mall, parked in the basement car park, noted for its maze of dividing walls.

The Batik Influencer was on the go immediately.

The Hatted Writer then realised that he was missing a prominent piece of attire – his (my) hat. I reminded myself before leaving the house to get a hat off the hat stand. Yet I forgot.

This warranted a visit to Mahmud, the hat seller. 

And the finalists are:

This black, white and grey flat cap is for serious and out & about occasion wear. Light in weight, very comfortable.

Whichever angle I turn my head, the flat cap looks good. I believe it has a lot to do with the model wearing it.🤠

The ultimate serious look. Firm, yet approachable.

Yes, go ahead…ahead; I’m listening.

The innocent, yet mischevious, beckons “Dennis The Menace” look.

This Gatsby / newsboy cap is versatile to wear. American style, Japanese style, British style, shade can be at the side which depicts an ultra “hang-loose” person, at the back is when you want to do light to semi-serious work. It all depends on the mood of the wearer.

This is more the French beret style look. More like an artist who can’t keep the beret on his head if the cap is worn on the side of the head, like the French do.

It is heavier than the flat cap. It looks a lot like a locomotive train engineer’s cap.  The old American tv shows about trains and the likes, have the steam and diesel locomotive train drivers and engineer guys, wearing something like this cap.

Plumber?

This definitely is the “Gatsby” look.

Mahmud had piles of hats and caps to choose from, including those on the multiple, directional stem hat stands that were clamped to the sides of the table. He has a hat for every occasion, for every one. I spent some time asking him lots (“multiple” for some) of questions about these two caps and others, as well.

Now, the deciding factor. Which cap – the flat cap or the Gatsby cap?

Which one do you like? Which do you think I should get?

Drum roll…drrrroooll….

The winner…

The flat cap. It is unanimous! The Batik Influencer and our daughter, Laura (I sent her pictures of me with both the flat cap and the Gatsby cap); both voted the flat cap, too.

I was more inclined to go with the flat cap all along. Super happy with it. Light and ultra-comfortable. You will see me with it more often in the future.

Now for some afternoon curry puffs sold be a lady manning a food stall booth on the Ground floor. Delicious!

BETWEEN THE TAJ AND THE KING; WE CHOSE THE TAJ

Morning came, then, afternoon, then early evening. We, the Batik Influencer, Jeannie; and I, the Hatted Writer, ques sera, sera-ed at Amcorp Shopping Mall.

Interesting (or at least, we thought it interesting) fun facts at the mall. We parked our car, in the basement, this time at a different location, not too far from where we used to park the last couple of weekends we were here. This time round, we parked nearer to a different lift (elevator, for some), what seems like the one used by most people. However (not in replacement for the word “but” this time), the lifts to the carpark from the first floor, did not seem to get me back to the carpark.

The basement carpark is divided by multiple walls, why, I don’t know; so much so that when you think you’ve got on to the same lift you came up with, and it turns up wrong; then you will need to hunt for your vehicle. When you do get to your vehicle, you will find out that there was a wall in between your vehicle and where you were at, when looking for your vehicle. These walls simply make no sense. So, take multiple pictures and create a trail, so that you can “connect the dots back to your vehicle” from where you are. This works for any circumstance.

The Batik Influencer was busy with her JEANNIE’S OWN label Batik Capes, talked to many new people, shared batik’s beauty with everyone and made many new friends.

The Hatted Writer made many new friends, too. I started being more assertive as to the aim of having my book published within six months from now (that is an estimated deadline). I am putting the manuscript together. It does look like it is going to take more than just “soon” to have the manuscript ready. I am happy It is moving in the right direction.

More details on our outing at Amcorp Shopping Mall is on the cards. Today, seemed to have sapped all the energy out of us that we were eager to pack and be on our way home.

It was nearing 6.00pm. Jeannie this morning suggested that we try out a new Korean restaurant in Puchong. “We can take a Grab there and then, back home after that, instead of you having to drive.” I liked the idea of not having to drive and was game for it. But now, that we are at the hour for dinner, we were not up to travelling too far from home just for dinner. We were more for a quick bite and chill the rest of the evening.

I was willing to settle for Burger King or local Indian cuisine at the Taj, which was a few doors away from Burger King. Our requirement was that the restaurant had to be air-conditioned. I was more inclined towards the Taj, as we had dinner at the Scottish restaurant yesterday. Jeannie was ok for the Taj, too.

Surprisingly, we managed to slot our car in a parking lot which became empty a few moments before us. Otherwise, we would have been doing the wild, wild west “wagon circle” (sort of) until we find a car park slot available.

Passing the food counter, the Indian style fried chicken, and egg omelet looked tempting. I told Jeannie we will order these two side dishes. I proceed to get a table in the aircon (local for air-conditioned) dining area. Harmann, the waitress; came to take my order. I ordered two roti canai and a Limau Ais (Iced Lime water) drink. I asked her how she was doing, she said “fine”. Jeannie came to the table, carrying her food order which was a rice set, with a couple of different vegetables and a little bowl of what was chicken curry gravy.

I took some pictures of the food (below) and got Harmann to take some pictures of Jeannie and I. I tried to persuade Harmann to include herself in the pictures, but she declined. I took a couple of shots of her, but she told me she didn’t want pictures of her taken, so I deleted them. Most likely she is shy. You can always go to the Taj Curry House in SS12, Subang Jaya, to meet her. She is a sweet looking lady. You can’t miss her, as she is the only female employee there (I think).😀

Jeannie’s rice set (above) and my roti canai with fish curry and dahl(the yellow gravy and beans).

Our meal came pretty fast. This is an example of what fast food should be in terms of time. One of the things we soon noticed was the room was quite warm. The air-conditioning was on. However, we think they lowered the temperature to 24ºC to counter the rising cost of electricity.

On the rice plate (on top), notice the egg omelet and the potato cutlet. The photo seems slightly blurry. I was trying out the “food” option on my Samsung S23 ultra.

The food today was pretty standard, a bit towards salty. The fried chicken, egg omelet and vegetables went well with the roti canai. Jeannie’s meal of long grain rice – cooked with some Indian spices, was good to eat on its own; according to Jeannie. She’s in the food business, she should know.

We soon finished our dinner (we were hungry), and made our way home, looking forward to a chill-out, relaxing, evening. Not quite the way we envisioned it to be: Jeannie is getting another of her JEANNIE’S OWN Batik Cape creations ready for tomorrow; and I, I’m working on this essay. This is our way of chilling out. Haha🤔😂

Picture taken by Harmann. Though I was holding the S-Pen, Harman took this shot. Our total meal cost is US$6.50.

NOTES:
1. At night, or when threatened during the day, the wagons would stop moving. The drivers then would line up all the carriages in a circle. This was a way of protecting the settlers from attack. They would keep their cattle and other animals within the circle.

QUE SERA, SERA-ING AT F1.03

Gonna be a good time

Yay! It’s the weekend again! Actually… – I don’t like to use this word as I have learnt the meaning behind it. It means, “the truth is” or “honestly” or “to tell you the truth”. There I go , slicing through the English language. So, when you hear people use one of these terms, phrases or words…you begin to question, “Does this mean they weren’t telling the truth before this?” You will hear many public figures and celebrities use any one or more of these, often. … Just having fun with the English language… after all, it is Friday mah (English – Mal;aysianized 😁😂

So, as I was saying… Actually…I think I will use “As a matter of fact”, everyday is “Yay” for me. Every moment ahead which turns to seconds, then to minutes, then to hours, then to days is the future that unfolds in front of me. It allows me to do my thing, starting anew. Like an artist starts with a blank canvas, which awaits his or her inspiration.

The Batik Influencer, Jeannie; and the Hatted Writer, me, of course; will be having a booth, tomorrow, Saturday, May 18th, and Sunday, May 19th. We are looking forward to it as we get to meet lots and lots of new people, and friends, readers and subscribers of this website and the community of the other people who operate booths there on a permanent feature.

The Batik Influencer has multiple (the American version of the word “many”) new designs to showcase. They keep getting snapped up ever before we get to our booth. The numbers are limited. Here’s an opportunity to own at least one of the Batik Influencer’s latest creation under the “JEANNIE’S OWN” label.

Batik

As for me, I look forward to meeting all you readers and subscribers of leatherpotato.com. I can tell you now that I am putting together a manuscript for my first book. Yes, not the only book. This first book which is under wraps for the time being, was a suggestion put forward by several readers. I look forward to talk about this book, without revealing too many details.

I am formulating ideas, mission, vision of my next book. It looks like a three genre seems to be forming. Which one will I move into, Que Sera, Sera. I find it fascinating how a thought, just a fleeting momentous thought; can turn into an idea and become real. It must be magic!🦸🏻‍♂️


I will also be selling many of our personally pre-owned & pre-loved items.

Come over and let’s rock the whole place with fun and laughter, like always. We will be at our booth from 10.00am onwards. We, the Batik Influencer, Jeannie; and I, the Hatted Writer; look forward to see all of you.

And, as for the video below; I am not that man who knew too much. I am still learning.🕵🏻‍♂️😅

Booth F1.03, 1st Floor,
Amcorp Shopping Mall,8, Jalan, Persiaran Barat, Seksyen 52 Petaling Jaya, 46050 Petaling Jaya, Selangor, Malaysia
Date: May 18 and May 19, 2024
Time: 10.00am to 5.30pm (can be extended to 7.00pm

Soundtrack from the 1956 Alfred Hitchcock film “The Man Who Knew Too Much,” with Doris Day, James Stewart, Brenda de Banzie, Bernard Miles, Daniel Gélin, Christopher Olsen & Reggie Nalder.

GOOD AFTERNOON FOR A  COFFEE

If you are not wet because of the rain, you probably will get wet because of the humidity. Malaysia, and countries around the region share a similar tropical climate. Whether it is hot or wet weather; there is humidity. Our humid weather causes us to perspire. That is not great. An example is when you have showered / had a bath and is getting ready for an official engagement. However, before you can even leave your house, you are perspiring. Your clothes may be drenched in your perspiration. Looking your best is no longer the preferred option.

The year started off with very hot days, the sun scorching, sparing nothing in its way. Though we, here in Malaysia; are accustomed to hot weather; long lengths of hot weather has become a concern as temperatures hit 38 deg Celsius.

Now, as we get closer to the middle of the year, we have been experiencing heavy rain… like nobody’s business. (1) There I said it – I wanted to use that idiom- an old one, not heard too often these days. Cities and towns are facing flash floods. Subang Jaya, a lightning city, is putting on one of its best lightning performances. We are fortunate not to be in an area commonly affected by floods.

This afternoon, the weather was fine, though rain clouds could be seen forming and gathering together in the distance, to create a big downpour. I managed to swing by to Good Ground Bakery for coffee, before heading off to pick Jeannie and Laura up from work.

As I walked in the door, I got the usual cheerful greeting from Monique, “Hi, Welcome!” Monique is the PR (Public Relations) person for the bakery. A waitress cum cashier, she’s perfect for the role of PR. “Would you like to try our latest pastry offering?” She promotes their pastries with pride. “Thank you, come again”, you can hear her voice as a customer leaves the bakery / cafe.

I ordered an americano hot, from Joanne, the up and coming barista. She takes great pride in making sure that each and every drink that she makes is the best. She is always striving to make them better.

The bakery / cafe was near seating capacity full, as usual. I managed to get a table at the corner in front, next to the door. I was in here yesterday, with my wife, Jeannie; for a short while. Jeannie and I love Joanne’s Calamansi Cooler drink. Monique had suggested we try their latest – pineapple scones. We said we will definitely try it the next time, we come.

The next time is today. The tray of pineapple scones on the shelf in the pastry cabinet looked so good. I had to have one, at least one. I asked Monique for a pineapple scone.

My americano coffee. Not just any americano. Americano crafted by Joanne.

I like Good Ground because I can work and I can relax and chill at the same time. I can get much done here. I see other people come here and work, too. Or simply, to read a book. I think it is because it offers a very pleasant experience. Nice.

The pineapple scone.

The evenly, golden-brown pastry encrusting the pineapple within.
The pineapple jam is freshly made. You can see the fibres from the pineapple jam.

My afternoon delight.

It is amazingly delicious!

The buttery scone – simply divine.

Absolutely delicious, to the last crumb!

The pineapple scone with Joanne’s crafted americano.

Sarah, the baker-in chief and owner of Good Ground Bakery, has done it again. Her cranberry scones put Good Ground Bakery as the place for the best scones in the city. The scone on its own, is fabulous. You have a choice of butter or jam or both, to add to the scones, if you like.

Now, the pineapple scones, definitely reaffirms that Good Ground Bakery, as always, is The place for scones, including the rest of the pastries they have and great beverages, both hot and cold.

It was soon time for me to be on my way to pick Jeannie and Laura up. I will be back again, soon, bringing Jeannie to try the pineapple scones and for me to have it again. 😋

It was a good afternoon for coffee.

NOTES:
1. idiom. informal. : very well or quickly or in very large amounts. She can design computer programs like nobody’s business. It’s been raining like nobody’s business.

DINNER: RICE, CAPATI AND BIG GREEN LEAVES

Oh! Today! It was another day in paradise…

It was traffic as usual on the streets of Kuala Lumpur, Petaling Jaya and Subang Jaya. 3 cities next to each other. When you see the sea of traffic as far as the eye can see, you know you aren’t going anywhere much in the next hour or two.

We should think how Blessed and fortunate we are to be caught in such traffic jams like this. Can you imagine places without traffic jams? It means no cars, motorcycles, trucks, buses, etc. Not seeing these vehicles in the streets means people are less fortunate, or are struggling.

Looking out the front door of the restaurant.

We decided to go to our now, usual hangout, Star Bhavan, for dinner. When we reached there, we saw that it was closed, with a notice on the door, “Closed for 1 day”. This is the first time in months since we started patronizing this restaurant; that it closed. We though that it was ok for them to close for the day, as they had worked hard since their opening. They deserved the break.

The large green leaves sort of creates a very cosy, enclosed “within a garden”, environment.

We walked over to the restaurant nearby, a few doors away. It was the first visit there for both Jeannie and I. First impression is, that you are sitting in the verandah, surrounded by big leafy plants. The cafe was not air-con (local for air-conditioned), which made the feeling of sitting in the verandah more real.

I would assume those three cone-shaped packets are packets of nasi lemak. You can’t go wrong with selling nasi lemak (1) anywhere in Malaysia.

It is preferred that customers serve (the local term is “scoop”. Example: “Why don’t you scoop some more curry or vegerables?”) themselves from the wide variety of dishes available. These include vegetables, mutton, and fish, to name a few.

Canai Cafe.

Jeannie chose a rice set on banana leaf for her meal. She chose several different types of vegetables to go with the rice. She flooded (literally) her meal with curry. She was ready to enjoy her meal. And she did.

Her rice, vegetables and curry looked so simple, yet good. She enjoyed her dinner, though it was a bit salty for her. She left half of the meal to tapau / pack back / “to go” (2) so that she could have it for lunch the next day.

Meat-less meal. Jeannie’s rice-on banana leaf, with various types of vegetables.

I had two plain capati (3) that came with a curry and dhal (4) condiments. Jeannie says that eating capati is healthy as it is made without oil. While capati may not look appertizing to some, it is a full meal. The curry and dhal was nice, a mix of spicyness from the curry and a not so spicy form from the dhal, which is also a curry. Capati is popular in Indian restaurants in Malaysia. However, capati is usually not available throughout the day as the demand for it is lower than say roti canai, for example.

Both Jeannie and I ordered limau ais (iced lime juice) drinks. It is not lime juice that you will get if you went to a premium restaurant. This drink is a bit of lime juice squeezed in a glass of hot water or cold water with ice; and a limau kasturi (5) thrown in for good measure (not just for decoration😁).

My capati, with curry (on the right) and dhal.

We took a slow walk back to our car to work off our just ate, dinner. Distance to the car: less than 100 meters. I have to keep reminding myself to eat a little bit only, not too much; to bring my weight down to the desired goal. I think 🤔 my weighing scales is broken, The reading just keeps going up only.😅

NOTES:
1. Nasi lemak is a dish originating in Malay cuisine that consists of fragrant rice cooked in coconut milk and pandan leaf. It is commonly found in Malaysia, where it is considered as the national dish.
Nasi Lemak is Bahasa Malaysia for “Fatty/Oily Rice” in English. However its meaning relates along the lines of “creamy rice”. TIME Magazine had described the dish as “supremely delicious”.
2. If you are in a café or restaurant and ask for an item of food to go, you mean that you want to take it away with you and not eat it there.
3. Capati (ಚಪಾತಿ):—[noun] a kind of flat, round, thin cake made of wheat flour, baked on a pan.
Chapati (alternatively spelled chapathi; pronounced as IAST: capātī, capāṭī, cāpāṭi), also known as roti, rooti, rotee rotlirottasafatishabaatiphulka (in Marathi), chapo (in East Africa), sada roti (in the Caribbean), poli, and roshi (in the Maldives), is an unleavened flatbread originating from the Indian subcontinent. wikipedia
4. Dhall or Dal is made with far less spices than most Indian curries! This recipe calls for a simple combination of cumin, garam masala and turmeric. Garam masala is a spice mix found in supermarkets nowadays – it’s like a more potent curry powder. ambitiouskitchen.com
5. Limau kasturi is Bahasa Malaysia for calamansi. Calamansi, also known as calamondin, Philippine lime, or Philippine lemon, is a citrus hybrid cultivated predominantly in the Philippines. It is native to the Philippines, parts of Indonesia, Malaysia, and Brunei, as well as parts of southern China and Taiwan. Calamansi is ubiquitous in traditional Philippine cuisine. Wikipedia

MY WAY

And now, dinner is near…I ate Yau Char Kway…I did it my way (to the tune of “My Way”)

Damansara Heights is a place where the rich tougeys stay…tougey or towkay? Depends on how one pronounces it. However, this is a place, the place where those who are above the affluent status (just being affluent doesn’t cut it.), live.

As you would expect, everything or almost everything here is at a premium price. The stores are premium, too. When you hear Pavilion; you know that everything here, almost; is ssseesss so hotly expensive.

It was after work for Jeannie. I picked her up from her office and drove up here, to Damansara Heights. Jeannie, my wife; and I, window-shopped at this latest Pavilion premium mega shopping gallery, while waiting for our daughter, Laura; who had an appointment at one of the restaurants. Laura was done within an hour. We decided to have dinner in Pavilion; instead of wading through the traffic jam all the way back to Subang Jaya.

We came across a “I Love You” restaurant. You would think this was some sort of dating restaurant, for romances to bloom and relationships to bond. Not so. They actually serve food like “yau char kuey” and “ham ching peng”. (1)

We have eaten this delicious food on multiple (not many. “Many” is for the commoner 😉😏😅.) occasions at their other outlets in Publika Shopping Gallery and Empire Shopping Gallery, to name a few. However, it has been a long time since we last ate at one of these establishments.

I Love You is sort of a fast food restaurant where you get your food immediately.

I picked a table that was not directly under the air-conditioning. The Pavilion was a tad bit uncomfortably cold, temperature wise. Jeannie and Laura brought our food over.

Me, trying to be inconspicuous and not make it obvious that I am looking at the love sign, not the lady. I am so transfixed on the sign, trying to read the whole poster.

Me: The suave look, with a big bone above my head.

While waiting for Jeannie and Laura to order our dinner at the counter, I was trying to create “the look” which would be used for newspapers, magazines, online publications and social media. So, shoot away. With the smartphone camera, I tried capturing “that angle“. At least that was what people around me must have been thinking; with all those selfies that the camera was taking of me. Haha😂

Made by hand. Made by love. The rest of the poster is kind of gibberish, especially when I am trying to read the message reflected off my phone’s screen in camera mode.

err… what?

Something seems to have caught her attention. What is she looking at? She’s constantly on the lookout for new products for her Business Development unit.

Y-e-e-e-s-s-s?

Laura on the left, the Batik Influencer, Jeannie in the centre, and me, the Hatted Writer. Me, the Hatted Writer; having had experience with former World Ventures; with one of their famous poses and smile / laugh with mouth open.

Laura and Jeannie wanted porridge. It looked yummy as they dipped pieces of the yeow char kway in the porridge, then ate them. I, personally am not into porridge, but I can imagine that it was good, as I saw the satisfaction on Jeannie’s and Laura’s faces as they savored it.

Yau char kway, cut in pieces; ready to be eaten with porridge rice.

I had the butterfly style, and a couple of other types of yeow char kway. We had a large glass of hot soya bean drink, shared between Jeannie and me. You can choose to order the soya bean drink cold, as well. It is just as good. Laura had her Starbucks iced coffee drink with her.

My meal, a mixture of hum ji peng with red bean filling, hum ji peng with sweet glutinous rice and butterfly shaped style yau char kway.
Rich, thick, soya been milk drink. No added sugar. We took it hot. Delicious to the last drop.

The food and drink was really (“really” – should I use this word? There will be a question mark”?”) good. Dinner was good. The staff were friendly, too. If ever you are in Pavilion Damansara; drop by to this restaurant for a good local meal.

After dinner, it was a short walk back to our car, before heading home. The weather was good throughout the evening. It was a pleasant and comfortable evening at the Pavilion. We were at a relaxed pace. Nice.

Our din-din. Looks simple. It is simple. It was delicious. We had more than our fill.

A follow up from the previous article:
http://leatherpotato.com/2024/05/06/a-new-burger-joint-in-town/

NOTES:
1. Yau char kway is an oil-fried pull-apart dough stick popular throughout Southeast Asia. Twinned lengths of wheat-flour dough are fused together, with a groove down the centre making them easy to tear in half lengthways. wikipedia
2. ‘salty fried pancake’, also spelt hum chim peng, known in Singapore and Malaysia as haam ji peng, hum ji peng, or ham ji peng, is a deep-fried hollow doughnut of Chinese origin. Commonly eaten as a breakfast food, it is sometimes fried with a coating of sesame seeds. Ham chim peng. wikipedia.

RAIN DROPS KEEP FALLING BUT ITS TOO HOT TO

Phew! The heat! What’s happening to the weather? Raining the whole afternoon. The Federal Highway is flooded in certain parts. After over two hours of “all hell broke loose” type of heavy rain; there seems to be no letting up. The rain clouds are in their element. They seem to have re-stocked their rain, with plans to continue this “throwing on water on us” and no plans to end.

Burrr! You’d expect the temperature to drop to a level that everyone will feel comfortable with. But (not “however” in this instance) nnnoo-oo-oo-o! Guess again.

I think humidity was at one of its high levels as it made being outdoors really (to emphasize the next word. Not bluffing😂) uncomfortable. Or maybe, it was the haze. The weather bureau over the last few weeks has been reporting the air in various towns, including K.L., P.J. and Subang Jaya, has been at unhealthy levels.

Jeannie needed to have an errand done at Mid-Valley Megamall. We got to her appointment a few minutes early, waited a while, then got the errand done. We decided to go to Burger King for a fast meal.

I donned my Gatsby (1) cap today. The Gatsby was commonly used by the Europeans and Americans in the earlier part of the 1900s. Now, it is used more as part of dresswear or a fashion statement.

Nice pic, with the gatsby cap.

With my gatsby tweed cap.

The decor at Burger King seemed to have matched my attire. Shirt, pants, bag, cap😀

The background, especially the “poster” on the wall, matches my attire.

I had my usual Whopper set and Jeannie had a chicken burger set. I have always loved their fries, especially with the skin still on the potatoes. The fries come in a nice decent size, unlike those longer, twig-like size, plasticky variant; that other fast food joints serve. Now, the Burger King fries are skinless – I wonder why. However, the delightful taste is still there. Yellowish, lightly browned, the fries here are good.

The meals at Burger King, especially their Whopper, are good. Always freshly prepared, their food is good. I have no idea why Jeannie always pronounces “whopper” as “whooper” and I always have to correct her pronunciation. Sometimes, I think she pronounces “whooper’ just to rile me. She knows I will correct her pronunciation instantly. Haha.

Simple, not over-the-top meal.

Notice how the cushion colours matches Jeannie’s outfit?

We had a nice, relaxed, fairly laid back lunch. Enjoyed, it.

Every time we, Jeannie and I (the Batik Influencer and the Hatted writer) come out, we look out for new happenings, new things. It is interesting to note that no two days are exactly alike. Now, to exercise by window-shop sightseeing. First stop, hats perhaps?

NOTES:
1. The most noticeable distinction between the newsboy or Gatsby cap and a flat cap styles is that newsboy caps are rounder, puffier, and look a little baggy. Unlike a flat cap, which has no bagginess, a newsboy cap is sewn together from the top of the hat creating eight panels. A newsboy cap is often called an eight-panel or gatsby cap. The flat cap has a longer, stretched out front.

EASY PEASY

Who wants to know? Who wants to know?… The song being blurted out from the speaker.

A visit to the Scottish restaurant. Just after mass at St. Thomas More Church in Subang Jaya.

As a gust of strong wind blows across the street (instead of “road” for this description)…it kicks up a lot of dust….tumbleweed rolling. Not many vehicles… a rare long moment or moments where Taipan is not clogged with traffic crawling.

So, yeah… Waiting for our food. Made the order through faceless, talkless, broad… Yes, I’m talking about the screen where you just scroll up and down, down and up;  sideways – left to right, or right to left. Make a mistake and start all over again.

Funny, how with all this technology available, the special offers for the days of during a special offer period – they all don’t show up on these huge screens. Something like “Today, all food is on the house, yes absolutely free…

Terms and conditions: Provided you wear a Scottish kilt, play a full Scottish song with bagpipes (not provided. Bring your own) and dance a jig, all at the same.

In small print👆

You will have to check for special offers on an app on your phone. Possibly…just possibly…you were notified through your email, which by the way would most probably be on your phone; of the special offers. The only way to take up this offer is to turn up at the restaurant, stand in front of the big order screen, tap on a “redeem” icon which has a 60, 90 or 120 second time limit to lay claim for this offer, key in the code that shows up after the redeem button is pressed in the app on your phone to enjoy $0.75 off the burger that they (the restaurant) want you to buy. That sounds easy enough.

This is all well and good if you are tech savvy. Most people just want to order their breakfast, lunch, dinner, a snack, a drink or just a simple ice-cream. There are sure not coming to a restaurant to be dazzled by all the technology. They aren’t going to say, “Oh Wow! Look at all the technology that I have to go through! I am impressed with the testing of my know-how just to order some fries. Let’s do it again.”

For those who are not as tech-savvy as the ones who are, it is going to be quite a pain. Not to worry, you will get the hang (hopefully the system does not hang) of it once you come to restaurants such as these, often enough.

Then, the wait for the order. Either your order number shows up on yet another screen, or it will be called up by a human being as the screen system is broken, or it is served when it is ready.

The belief is this system cuts down time to its “bare knuckles”, meaning that your order will be ready almost instantaneously, it does not. In fact, at times, it takes a longer time than making your order in person, over the counter.

Finally, your order arrives, and you are satisfied as all you wanted was a simple pack of fries.

The moral of the story is, “Don’t leave home without it, your hand phone, that is. At all costs.” Life is easy peasy with it.