morning with Mom in Sunday Market

I never quite enjoy going to markets. Hated it as a child. Preferred sleeping in late and wake up later for mom's delicious brunch. Why I haven't grown the size like my dad is anyone's guess.

This trip back (after shipping AJ to his parents), I jumped out of bed at 7am and ran downstairs before mom went out marketing. Besides spending time with her, I took the opportunity to look at sights that I'd never taken interest to before. The aim that day: To buy crabs!! and get hold of any goodies I could 'smuggle' back into UK.

The colours of the market are just lovely......

This amout of yam would cost a bomb in UK.....

I have no idea what these are...buah jering??

Delicious jambus......yummm...with sour plum dips.

Dried sotong....

Sago worms....delicious to be eaten raw or fried. I used to crave for these wriggly wormies..but didn't have the stomach for them this time.

Crabs!..They were not in season thus we couldn't get big ones. I absolutely love crabs..especially my mom's curry crabs. I think she's the only person in the world who can make that. I doubt I could ever recreate this dish...coz I'll never overcome the first hurdle..KILLING THEM.

Yummylicious Malay kuihs...

Sugar cane drinks. Apparently this is quite unhygienic, so we've been banned from drinking this ever!

Well...colours and sights and tastes I won't get to see for yet another year.

Trip back home June 2009

I haven't written in a while...not quite sure who reads my blog anyway besides a few whom I MADE them to.

Nothing much had happened since my last entry; although I'd been home and back since. And almost finish my year in my 'new' job soon; and we'd bought a second car;...and the list goes on.

Went back home in June for a fortnight. The trip was tiring, but worth it nevertheless. I missed my family so much, being away for so long now. The aim of the whole trip was FAMILY, and FOOD. Didn't leave much space for anything else although we did cramp a few slots for friends. It wasn't easy especially we when we needed to split out time between Kuching and Miri.

Met up with a few childhood friends; but in a way, everyone's grown up now and and have their own lives and commitments. The fact that we're not in the same line of work just made the drift a bit wider I guess. But if Jer and PH were home we'd have a blast I'm sure....still able to chat till early morn though Jer will probably need to BF (breast feed..MUAHAHA). Also met up with a couple of close friends from work. It seems everyone and almost everyone had moved on since I left, to greener pastures and more training. I'm happy everyone's progressing in their career...they all deserve it I'm sure. But I couldn't feel a pang of regret; had I stayed on would the opportunities been better than what I'm having now? All the sacrifices I made in the name of love; hope love would be enough to fill the setbacks I've had so far...

Well...to food and sights of my beloved hometown (not country, but hometown)..

We went to possibly the best Japanese in the world, in Brunei when we were in Miri. Yes...Brunei not my country but still...the best Japanese. Forgotten what it's called now...but here's the food we had.

Haha..no..we didn't go to Japan. We did go back to Malaysia...allright. Will show pictures closer to home...

I probably had more than my share of kolomee but never took any picture of it. I guess the taste (God..the taste of it..) will be forever stored in my head.

More pics in the next post..