Motormouth From Ipoh – Malaysian Food & Travel

I am not going to write a formal review. Yes, I’ll just rant on whatever that comes to mind, for it’s Wednesday and there’s this syndrome called Midweek Blues. Though not as prominent or notorious as its sibling, the Monday Blues.

Midweek Blues? You know, the feeling of being neither here nor there. One part of you feels damn glad the weekend’s already  beckoning for you on the horizons, and you know that in two more days you’d be thanking G it’s Friday!!!

But of course, this doesn’t hold true for those who work on Saturdays. Or even Sundays. But you get the drift ……..

Aglio Olio with Seafood (RM14.90/USD4.20) – A surprisingly pleasant serving of pasta with generous drizzles of olive oil, lots of chopped garlic, basil leaves and chili flakes. The stars? 3 medium-sized succulent and sweet prawns, bouncy pieces of squids, scallops and two decorative pieces of crab sticks.

But then again, when you’re rushing to meet deadline, or even halfway there (or worse, barely started), you’d be wishing it’s Monday over and over again. I’ve seen through the horror of it all.

That’s when good food and great company come into play. The luscious breakfast of crispy toast with kaya (egg jam) and butter, complemented perfectly with a piping hot cup of frothy, milky and irresistibly fragrant white coffee. Wind down for a brief moment of solace, no matter how hectic, rushed, or depressed one may get.

Light banters over a cup of Cap(p)ucino, and be mesmerized by the sheer quality of the foods, the far from skimpy portions, and ultimately climaxing over the value-for-money sets. Only at Capucino Cafe, my friends …..

If breakfast during working hours is not feasible, then opt for long lunches, or short flings no matter where you are. But beware the congestion during peak hours; in this case anytime between 1-2pm. Capucino Cafe is situated on Jalan Chung Thye Phin, off Jalan Sultan Iskandar (Hugh Low Street), where two famous schools are located at. Either you’re in the mood to jostle with the orange school buses or impatient parents zig-zagging their ways across one end of Hugh Low Street to the other, or you’d be better off coming earlier or later than 2pm.

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