Motormouth From Ipoh – Asian Food & Travel Blog

Unfamiliar sights of Ipoh tucked hidden beyond the flats in old town; a stone’s throw away from the famous stretch of coffee shops specializing in Ipoh’s famous white coffee.

Remember this post on the Hidden Gems Beyond Ipoh Old Town Flats? We missed the potentially “tear-jerker” of a nostalgic lunch at Cheong Loy Rice Shop. They barely call these places restaurants back then, simply named “Fan Dim” for the crowd of tin miners and traders would be hastily wolfing down rice or porridge with simple dishes like salted egg, preserved vegetables stir-fried with roasted pork or plain steamed fish with a soy sauce dip.

Braised of Porky Goodness. Pig head’s skin, intestines and tripe braised in a light yet flavoursome soy sauce-based broth infused with fragrant nuance of spices, and a pungent kick from the homemade chili sauce with a dash of vinegar.

And you know me. I don’t give in that easily. The week after that, I was back in Ipoh again; and here’s the story that I want to share with you. Oh, not so Christmas-y alright …. but in Ipoh, it’s best to eat what the locals love. And for more than 70 years, Cheong Loy has stood adamant against the tides of time. Read the rest of this entry »

Sar Kok Liew (Stuffed yambean/jicama) has been featured on this blog countless times before. But if you have not been enamoured by the droolworthy stories, what’s holding you back?

I remember how we used to look forward to Chinese New Year back when we were kids. And slightly beyond the age of toddlers; bordering on being adolescents. The moments when we would happily shopped for new clothes (Kiko, Kiki-Lala, and even the random Thundercats shirts from the morning market!) and shoes (always with velcro, since I was pretty bad at tying knots with shoe laces).

Then the sheer joy of eating the festive cookies; of which most notably … the Kuih Kapit (“love letters”; a crispy biscuit folded into a fan-like shape made from a batter of eggs and coconut milk) comes to mind.

A refreshed touch of glam in the coat of purple paint. Where is this, you asked? Old town of Ipoh. As in the oldest portion of the vicinity, I reckon.

And here’s a story on where we bought our ‘kuih kapit’ for years … Read the rest of this entry »