Motormouth From Ipoh – A Malaysian Food Blog

It was Auntie Yoong (the lady who helped us a lot throughout our stay in Betong) and her husband who recommended this place, and took the trouble to draw me a mini map + directions, as “Gettin-Lost-Easy” was probably scripted on my face.

You can choose to dine al fresco, but we did not. This IS Thailand after all, weather’s hot and mosquitoes are on rampage …

Situated a short distance from town centre (the Clock Tower roundabout being the referral point here), go north along Sukkayang Road, passing by rows of shops on both sides, until you reach a rather large petrol station on your left. The restaurant is situated on your right, but not by roadside, so do not speed.

Thai coconut juice (20 Baht = RM2)

Of course, do not expect air-conditioned restaurant with impeccable service, and top notch chef. No sirree, this restaurant is not pretentious, serving homestyle Thai fare, with a menu in Thai and Mandarin language only. Me=The Banana was having trouble ordering, but luckily Auntie Yoong wrote me some famous dishes (in Thai, no less) on a piece of paper. Muahaha ….

Clockwise from top left: Kerabu Chicken Feet (80 Baht), Stir-fried Kailan with Salted fish (80 baht), Fried Chicken (100 Baht) and Salted Egg Squids (80 Baht)

The kerabu chicken feet salad was a tangy, piquant, and appetizing mix of deboned chicken feet, tossed with lots of vege, and of course, bird’s eye chilli. Perfect appetizer. The squids were surprisingly NOT batter-fried variety, but instead cooked in salted egg gravy. The squids were fresh, resulting in QQ texture, and less fishy taste. The fried chicken on the other hand, was so-so only. Serving’s rather small, and I could not sample as much as I’d hoped to.

Black Pepper Pig’s Intestines (80 baht)

I’m not really a fan of innards, so were the others. But Auntie Yoong and hubby was insisting that we should try the Black Pepper Pig’s Intestines, and we believed them. Glad to say, our faith was properly placed. Small cuts of the innards, quite alike macaroni, and cleaned thoroughly, thus no nauseating taste commonly associated with un-clean intestines. And the black pepper covered any unpleasant flavour the intestines might have. Brilliant. Even those who stay away from innards agreed that this dish was very well cooked.

Special Sang Yue (Ikan Haruan) (300 Baht)

One of the must-try here is the Sang Yue (ikan haruan), not sure what it’s called in English. The fish was deep-fried, then steamed in a metal plate resembling the shape of a fish. Some gravy was poured over, and then an extra bowl of the gravy was placed aside. We were told to periodically ‘top-up’ the sauce, to prevent the fish from ‘drying’. Take note that the plate is continuously warmed with a small flame underneath. Our verdict? Nothing special. But at least the fish was not too fishy, and rather fresh. Sorry, it’s been so long, I forgot what goes into the gravy. =P

The usual order – Tom Yum Soup (150 Baht)

And last but not least, what’s a Thai meal without Tom Yum? If a Thai restaurant can’t cook their Tom Yum well, they do NOT deserve any accolades, or recognition. Glad to say, Krua Samui’s Tom Yum was very good. Spicy, sour and delightful concoction of seafood ingredients such as squids and prawns, thrown in with various vegetables and mushrooms, then boiled until the right temperature. Not overly spicy, but just right for our palates. Thumbs up!

Total damage : 1310 Baht/ RM131 for a meal for 12. A tough act to follow in Malaysia?

Glorified, towering baskets of gluttony ….

What better way to start the day than by completely overshadowing our previous day’s ultra-cheap dimsum breakfast, by ordering like madmen, oblivious to stares and grunts. Of course, there were more of us on the second day, therefore a bit of gluttony is permissible. Other than 34 (!!) baskets of steamed dimsum, we ordered chee cheong fun (which was tasteless, and coarse, unlike Ipoh’s better ones, RM1) and fish maw (a Betong specialty, cooked in thick gravy ala Lum Mee, with coagulated pork’s blood and coriander, RM7).

This outlet’s situated on a road branching east from clock tower, coming from Mongkollit tunnel’s direction. Once again, click HERE for the map. The meal costed us RM48. Including chinese tea for 12.

Bird’s eye view of the shrine …

A short distance away from the GIANT mailbox on Sukkayang road, is a small temple by the road. Which meant, it’s time to click away!!!

No idea what they’re praying to here

Then we moved on to Wat Phuttathiwat (try repeating that in sequence, and you’ll have yourself a potential tongue-twister of a title), which I’ve no recollection of the location. Yup, completely blank. Typical of my flawed memories. Won’t somebody pass me some ginkgo? =P

Writing’s too small to comprehend … but basically some yada on the history of the temple

Stairway to heaven !!!

The highest shrine/point of the temple, after much panting, and climbing …

The weather was cloudy on that afternoon. A blessing in disguise, as the inner wax-beings in us can’t possibly stand the heat from all the climbing and photo-taking. However, it was drizzling slightly, and we had to take off our shoes before stepping onto the highest platform. Shucks … should’ve worn my slippers instead.

No, not a Malay musical instrument, but you can beat on the gong-like apparatus for fun

A somewhat disturbing resemblance to a final resting place ??

Church-like motives on the windows?

The highest point of the temple, overlooking the whole area, and Betong town

Intricate details of the shrines …

Giant Buddha statue

~~ LUNCH @ Curry House beside Blue Mosque ~~

Point away at your desires …. no, not the girls, you pervert !!

Next to the only mosque in town (Masjid Jamek), a baby blue one at that, is this curry shop at the corner of a row of shoplots. Parking’s a breeze though we went 2 rounds searching for a closer lot (lazybums DON’T walk, remember? =P).

WOW. How else to describe the humongous trotter?

Array of authentic, home-style Thai dishes (photo thanks to YK)

Crispy fried chicken with special chilli sauce

Ordered by Giant Boy (who has Betong blood in his body), the dishes were more than enough for the 12 of us. Noteworthy dishes include fried egg omelette, fried chicken, dry curry pork, deep-fried pork’s lard, and green curry chicken. Total damage? RM59 only. Fiery guts were doused with their local drinking water, Singha (yup, the beer brand).

Next Post : Krua Samui Thai Restaurant @ Betong

The convoy to our destination

Finally … after a good ~20 minutes drive from town

Driving up north from the clock tower in Betong town, using Sukkayang road, we soon reached the outskirts of town. Our mind wandered whether we were on the right track, as there was no signboards in sight, and the endless forests somehow reminded us of the grim events surrounding Yala province. Fortunately, we pressed on and caught view of road signs indicating we’re well on our way to our destination. Phew ….

Entourage of Beetles provided a myriad of colours to the war-torn site

The relieving sight, sound and smell of the crowd …

Some strange fruits (?)/ vege (?) resembling yams being sold at the entrance

The bridge with replicas of the 12 zodiac animals, according to Chinese belief

The entrance to the tunnel (RM5 per pax)

A brief history of the tunnel

Yup,the tunnel was used as a base for the communists way back in 1977. Somehow, the camarederie offset the grievances, despair, and bleak history of the place. Or, could we be in for a surprise?

The eternal climb to heaven … NOT!

Bearing in mind the entrance to the tunnel is very near to the ticketing counter, we realised we were wrong, and we still had to climb a distance to the tunnel itself. Huh?! The weather was horrendously hot that particular day, we were sweating buckets, and yet had to jungle-trek?!! Oh well ….

Helpful guy (supposedly ex-communist himself) explaining the history, and architectural features of the place … in Mandarin. Shucks …

After a short (ahem, I beg to differ, it was LONG enough to sap 3/4 of my energy) climb, we reached a platform where a very friendly uncle told some grandfather’s story, which was interesting, covering the history of the tunnel, and the utilities for war/cooking/storage. However, my command of Mandarin is akin to an Indian speaking French (=P), therefore my mind wandered … “Hmm, wonder will we bump into any ghosts around this area?” … “Hey, wouldn’t it be fun if he demonstrated how they cooked and what they ate back then?” …

Trust me, you would NOT want to step into this small cavern …. (hint : look at the ceiling above !!! Yikes!!!)

Those suffering from claustrophobia should be warned

The eerie tunnel measured around 1km, with various exits

The whole tunnel was a maze, with nooks and crannies we did not explore fully. Trust me, walking around while hunching over (the ceiling’s pretty low in some areas) somehow takes your breath away, if the view hasn’t. And climbing short and high steps continuously reminded me of my breathless/asthmatic experience at the Great Wall of China. Huffing and puffing away, we miraculously survived the ordeal. (Yippee!)

Bye guys! Salutation for being able to survive in such cramped condition!!

Betong’s very own Statue of Liberty?!! =P

After exiting the tunnel, we were led to an exhibition room, with another round of explanation by a lady, also formerly an ex-activist herself. However, no snapping of photos is allowed. Which I humbly abided to, of course.

Aaah … cold and soothing on a scorching afternoon!!!

Soon, it was time to leave. But it was still early to retire back to our room for a rest. Therefore, we aimed for the next destination, which is very near to the tunnel; Betong Hot Spring.

Doesn’t this remind you of California? Palm trees and all?

The Betong Hot Spring

No entrance fees required. The Betong Hot Spring is a natural lake situated somewhere near the tunnel. You’ll pass by this area on your way back to town. However, soaking our feets in the boiling hot water on a steaming hot day somehow sounded ridiculous.

Boil your eggs here. Or your clams (as proven possible by a mother and child combination)

After walking around aimlessly, trying to find a shed (yup, probably most of us were waxed princes/princesses in our previous lives), we decided to scram, and the thought of standing under a cold shower, and then relaxing on our fluffy beds in a fully air-conditioned room was never too appealing.

The Wai Sek Kai (Food Street) of Betong, a few roads away from Central Market

The tong sui (Sweet soup) auntie is operating on this street itself. (Refer old post for reference). To appease the hunger pangs, we went for a stroll around town. Of course, food’s never too far when the Motormouth’s tagging along. =P

Bearded Uncle : Show me the MONAY!!!!

Everyone went for another round of tong sui, then we came to this stall selling fried porky goodness.

Deep fried lean pork meat with sesame

Random fish roe, deep-fried to perfection

The pork strips were rather tough, but being lean meat, that’s understandable. He sells half lean-half fatty cuts as well, deep fried til golden brown. He broke a piece of the fish roe for us to try, and the taste is somewhat an acquired one. Salty, and briny, I found them savoury, perfect as complements to a cold jug of beer.

Til the next instalment …. (FCOE, this is gonna conclude soon, no worries … =P)

Next Post : Part 5 – The Temple & The Curry Meal in Betong