Heart still beating, but the energy fizzled out …
July 24, 2015 | 3,476 viewsWhat’s better than a platter of crunchy, greasy, deep fried goodness fresh and piping hot from the wok? Pictured above are what we called “Lor Bak” or Ngoh Hiang (5 spices), the spiced pork rolls wrapped in beancurd sheets, but the term has been used to cover the entire range of fritters served with two sauces; one being a garlicky chili sauce and another being a starchy ‘lor’ or dark soy sauce with egg white ribbons.
I felt apologetic and compelled to write a note in between the days where Motormouth has seemingly vanished into thin air. Without a warning (although you might take this as a prelude to the Houdini act), a new blog post, or even a proper farewell (no, contrary to what some might speculate, I am NOT closing this site down), the hiatus seemed unforgivable to an extent where even I started to be drenched in guilt and pushed myself to write at least a paragraph or two.
But to no avail. The incredible (mis)adventures for the past few weeks rendered me helpless.
Since the last post on Beach Road’s Scissor cut Curry Rice in Singapore, I have traveled to Hong Kong twice; caught in a typhoon warning level T8 (where everyone went into hibernation mode and malls closed down) and got my flight rescheduled to the next day, Singapore for almost a week (until yesterday) and the rest of the time spent in a somewhat dormant mode in Kuala Lumpur. Oh and along the way, my trusty Nikon D7000 went into a tantrum (‘merajuk known…‘) with the focusing issue, everyone celebrated Raya (I deserve to be shot for missing the formality of an annual Selamat Hari Raya greeting to all Muslim readers), and well, the Malaysian political headlines getting jammed with conspiracy theories.
Due to a delay in working visa approval, I was floating around like a nomad, well, the optimistic side of me sees this as a chance to recuperate from the successive job environment changes since my government days in 2010 (read this overly-emotional post on Stripped down Monday), where I barely had any breaks in between.
Today, this super-charged Friday where I am still in Kuala Lumpur (surprise, surprise) until the final move this Sunday to Hong Kong, let me share some older photographs I stashed away in my archive; of my beloved Ipoh – the Old Town Walk. Read the rest of this entry »
