I was practically trained to recognize my foods, & developing my raw, untrained tastebuds since early childhood days. I lived in Pasir Puteh in Ipoh since I was born, then subsequently moving to my current home (cannot disclose location … scared got stalkers! LOL.) for about 15 years now.
Yup, I’m an ancient brontosaurus from the Jurassic era. So what? I can still chew on the fats, and bite on the bones. HA!!
Gigantic, crispy & tempting deep-fried pork hand (zhu sau) served with the thick, gooey sauce
Back then, I was already munching on sweet and sour pork, lemon chicken, sambal petai and whatever else that was considered ‘hot’ back then. Of course, no salted egg chicken/prawns/squids/crabs, nor ‘Yin Yang kailan’, or ‘Nai Yau’ (Butter Cream Sauce) this & that. Read the rest of this entry »
Continuation from Bangkok – Floating Market & Death Railway ….