Aliyaa, Damansara Heights

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Aliyaa holds many memories for me –  memories of sharing a birthday celebration a couple of years ago with two special people in my life (with an FBB-created pavlova, no less), memories of being surprised with a gorgeous set of sushi cakes, and memories of meeting certain people for the first time there and enjoying friendships that have lasted thus far.  There are other memories, but some are best kept within the confines of the four walls and staircase.  Ah, it is a hard task to be secret-keeper and friend, especially when the white page of my blog beckons.  My loyalty, however, is as steadfast as the cakes that FBB bakes for me, and for as long as he continues to feed me, I will not speak.  Nay, my lips are sealed with chocolate and cream.

My first encounter with Sri Lankan food was, surprisingly enough, in a wintry kitchen in London.  Bald Eagle’s uncle’s wife, a Sri Lankan lady whose training as a lawyer did not go amiss as she entertained us with witty and hilarious anecdotes of family life in perfectly punctuated English, cooked the most marvelous Sri Lankan dishes.  Coming home after a long day of shopping and sightseeing to a plate of steaming rice and hot curry was the perfect antidote to combat the cold.  It was in that very kitchen that I learnt how to make coconut sambol (masi) made with Maldive fish, grated coconut and lime juice, and subsequently smuggled some Maldive fish back to KL because at that young(er) age, I had no idea where to find such a versatile ingredient.

Our friend, Logan, loves spicy food, and since it was his birthday last week, Toygirl organised a surprise party at Aliyaa.  Sri Lankan cuisine is known for being spicy, and in fact, it is even spicier than the South Indian food which is more commonly available in KL.  Despite that knowledge, nothing prepared us for the onslaught of spice and heat as we drank copious amounts of water to sooth our burning tongues.  It was a welcome problem, though, as the food was delicious, and so we carried on our masochistic behaviour of assaulting and battering our sensitive stomachs all in the name of pleasure.  We were lazy to use our fingers, and skipped the house recommendation, the Sri Lankan crab curry.  However, the Mutton Paal Poriyal was a worthy substitute, tender and tasty, cooked in  a dry gravy with lots of cumin, chilli and curry leaves.  The String Hoppers (made with rice flour) went wonderfully with the Mixed Vegetable Sothi, a fragrant coconut milk curry coloured yellow with turmeric.  The Fish Curry was especially spicy, but I kept pouring it on my rice, virtually drinking it up and giving Logan a run for his money.

Aliyaa is located in a two-storey bungalow with a more formal setting downstairs, and a bar with an outdoor area upstairs.  The furniture is heavy and sturdy, much like what Aliyaa means – “elephant” in Singhalese.  The place seems to have survived the test of time (in restaurant years), so here’s hoping that my memories in this place will continue to live.

Aliyaa
8 Lorong Dungun
Bukit Damansara
50490 Kuala Lumpur.

Tel: 03-2092 5378

Operating Hours: 12pm to 1am (Mon to Thurs), 12pm to 3am (Fri), 6pm till late (Sat), Sun closed.

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Lamb cutlets

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Mutton Paal Poriyal

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Prawn Masala

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Doosara Roti

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Mixed Vegetable Sothi

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String Hoppers

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Brinjal Moju

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Fish Curry

Happy Birthday, Logan
Friends

Regal House, One Bangsar

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Herb Crusted Sliced Smoked Duck with Fruit Salad

I may as well make hay while the sun shines by putting up another blog post before I accidentally slip into hibernation mode again.   I have thousands of photographs in my archive, all waiting for their stories to be told, but this blog post must be written because it marks the reunion of a sisterhood that was formed several years back.   Precious Pea, who had just come back from Melbourne, gave me, Boo and Paps a reason to get together again for one of our lengthy meals lit up not only by camera flashes but also by smiles and laughter all around.  The stage was set at Regal House.

To match the fire within us, we started our meal with a cold appetiser – Marinated Black Wood Fungus.   The szechuan peppercorn which it was marinated in, barely hot and pungent, succeeded in numbing our tongues and our lips momentarily, and it was only when we consumed our second appetiser, the Deep Fried Lion Fish, that the sensation disappeared.  The fish, flavoured merely with salt and pepper, was soft and sweet, had lots of bones, and possessed a very delicate texture.

If I had to pick just one thing to eat at Regal House, it would definitely be the Herb Crusted Smoked Duck.  The skin was crisp while the exterior was slightly charred like char siu.  The meat was tender and moist, and the flavour was lightly caressed with a hint of wasabi.  It was just wonderful.  The fruit salad on the side seemed to be an afterthought and didn’t add any aesthetic value to the dish.  It almost felt like a pity to wash everything down with the next dish, a Pig’s Stomach Soup, but upon drinking it, my body was immediately warmed by the peppery soup.  The flavour wasn’t overly robust, though.

The Deep Fried Spare Ribs came coated with a rather sweet and salty black pepper sauce and fried garlic slices.  I was surprised at how tender the ribs were.  I don’t care much for leafy greens, but I enjoyed the Claypot Kailan which was sizzling hot and intensely flavoured with a salty prawn paste sauce.  Our final dish was the Sang Har Meen, or rather, Regal House’s version of the Sang Har Meen.  Don’t expect any egg gravy with this dish.  Instead, what we got was a pan fried yee mee, served dry, with fat and juicy freshwater prawns.

Desserts consisted of an Avocado Cream that was not on the menu, and  Chilled Minty Lemongrass Flavoured Fruit Jelly served in an elegant stemmed glass and designed to be drunk rather than eaten with a spoon.  We didn’t care much for the Avocado Cream which seemed to have a disproportionate amount of coconut milk to avocado, but loved the lemongrass jelly which contained bits of water chestnut, barley and mint.

Regal House now occupies what used to be Hatyai Street, and the chef, who hails from Hong Kong, prepares a good selection of Cantonese cuisine.  I like One Bangsar for the availability of parking spaces and its central location (halfway between my office and home!) so if anyone would like to dine with me, pick Bangsar.  Prices are reasonable.  The appetisers which we had were priced at RM13 each, while my favourite herb crusted smoked duck was RM16 (or 18?) for a single portion.  The double boiled soup which served 5 of us easily was RM88.  The spare ribs and claypot kailan were in the region of RM20-something each.

Thanks, husband of Precious Pea, for kindly footing the bill and for enduring our animated chatter throughout the meal!  I suppose it’s one of the hazards of being married to such a popular girl.

Regal House
One Bangsar
63E Jalan Ara
Bangsar Baru 59100 Kuala Lumpur

Tel: 03-2283 3116

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Marinated Black Wood Fungus in Spicy Szechuan Spices

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Regal Deep Fried Lion Fish with Salt and Pepper

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Doubled Boiled Salted Mustard Cabbage with Pig’s Stomach

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Deep Fried Spare Ribs with Garlic and Black Pepper Sauce

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Claypot Kailan with Dried Shrimp and Seafood Sauce

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Sang Har Meen

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Lyrical Lemongrass with her Chilled Minty Lemongrass Dessert and Paprika with her Avocado Dessert

It’s A Noodle Bar, Bangsar Village II

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Last Friday, I experienced my first emotional breakdown in ages when I was caught in a traffic jam heading towards the KL Convention Centre for Babyface‘s concert. After sitting in the car for 2 1/2 hours in KL’s rush hour traffic, the air conditioner in my car suddenly stopped working. Things went downhill from there. Unable to wind down my window in the Smart Tunnel, I persevered in the heat, sweat dripping down my back, and my body feverish from a bout of flu. Within minutes, a loud clanging sound emanated from the engine. I panicked. Don’t die on me now, don’t die on me, I prayed. In my stationery position, I glanced at my side view mirror, and *gasp*, I could see smoke billowing up from the undercarriage, diffusing the light from the car behind me. OMG, the car’s going to explode, my eyes widened with apprehension. I had obviously been watching too many car chase scenes on TV which end in a fiery blast. I called Bald Eagle on the mobile phone, sobbing and saying my goodbyes.

As I approached the open air carpark where a long queue had already formed, my car rattling louder than a construction site, I gestured to the driver in front of me to let me through first. I circled my arms in a big O with a whoosh at the end, my eyes showing the terror that I felt, as I acted out an exploding car scene (mushroom…kabooom!) to the driver so that he would take pity on me. The fella was obviously lacking in compassion or imagination (c’mon dude…it’s a universal exploding car gesture!) and ignored me. Bugger. To cut a long story short, I made it to the carpark in one piece with no explosion in sight. Babyface should realise that I almost gave up my life for him.

The concert helped calm my nerves; I’m a sucker for soppy love songs from the 80s, so when Babyface sang Gone Too Soon as a tribute to Michael Jackson (many years back, a tribute by Michael Jackson to Diana, Princess of Wales), I let go of my angst, wept a bit and generously allowed Bald Eagle to hold my hand. The similarities were startling. If my car had exploded that night, Gone Too Soon would have been Bald Eagle’s tribute to me. Like a comet blazing across the evening sky, gone too soon…..

Hehe.

There’s a reason why I’m an accountant and my brothers are engineers; upon inspecting the next day, my brother pointed out to me that the compressor for my air conditioner had konked out (ta-da…the source of the loud engine sound), and it would cost me RM1,500 to replace it. Like Bald Eagle, he laughed at my exploding car theory. (My brother has no imagination either.)

I’m poorer by RM1,500, but I’m alive. Everytime I close my eyes, I thank the Lord that I’ve got you, and you’ve got me too…..

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Golden Sauce Noodles

This post is about love. My love for 80s love songs, my love for Bald Eagle and my love for noodles.

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Originally supposed to be called Canoodling (or at least, that’s what the sign on the scaffolding indicated before it was removed), It’s A Noodle Bar finally opened its doors after overcoming its teething problems. The decor is very much industrial with a hint of quirkiness in the form of suspended table lamps from the ceiling. The menu is extensive enough with its main servings consisting of a variety of Asian style noodles. From familiar dishes like assam laksa and pan mee, to foreign sounding names like golden sauce noodles and Indonesian baba noodles, the only type of noodles missing would probably be Western pastas.

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Raw Salmon with Relish

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Fried Eggplant with Chicken Floss

The Raw Salmon served with diced onions, cucumber, pomegranate and pineapple relish and basil leaf was an interesting concoction but lacked a slight saltiness that would have made it more enjoyable. I’ve always liked deep fried eggplant with spicy chicken floss (the first time I tried this was at Robson Heights Seafood Restaurant in Seputeh and I was bowled over by this dish); the version served here was less crisp but still tasty. At RM5, I thought it was very reasonably priced.

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Indonesian Baba Noodles

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Fish Fillet Vermicelli

The Golden Sauce Noodles came in a bowl of yellow, mildly sour and very milky curry (thanks to a generous helping of coconut cream) which was further thickened with shredded kembong fish, and garnished with pineapple, cucumber and keropok. I preferred this over the Indonesian Baba Noodles, which came in a spicier gravy together with chicken, potatoes and eggplant. The flavour of the curry lacked depth and didn’t seem to be dominated by any particular ingredient (eg. chicken or fish or prawn). My favourite for the evening was undoubtedly the Fish Fillet Vermicelli, which was served with snapper fish slices in a murky white broth of soybean soup. Quite unusual but it was a combination that worked well.

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Tong Sui

Several types of tong sui are available to sweeten the palate and mitigate the spiciness of the meal. We went with the snow fungus, gingko and egg tong sui which was pretty good. The tong sui here are priced between RM4 and RM5.50, quite affordable for shopping mall prices.

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Ice Blended Apple, Elderflower and Lychee (in foreground) and Ice Blended Green Tea Soy Milk with Vanilla Ice Cream

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Shochu – Kaikouzu (Sweet Potato) & Ko-tamba (Chestnut)

A good variety of salads are also available for those who do not want to consume too many carbs. If they are anything like Delicious‘ salads, I reckon I’ll be a fan soon. (Note: It’s a Noodle Bar and it’s neighbour, For Goodness Sake are part of the Ms Read group)

It’s A Noodle Bar
2F-29, Bangsar Village II,
No. 2, Jalan Telawi 1, Bangsar Baru, KL.

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