Of Broken Belts, Sweaty Studs and the Village Park Restaurant, Damansara Utama

nasi lemak

I had breakfast with a hot sweaty stud today.

It was one of those days that started off on a bad note. I had just settled my final car instalment payment, and as Murphy’s Law always dictates, something must go wrong. In my case, it was a case of a few broken belts. Now, I can’t imagine how I could have broken several belts in my engine at one go, but I’m no mechanic, and I can certainly recognise a damaged car when I see one.

My poor car has been terribly abused over the years. I can hear the shouts of Amen from those who know me well. My friends say that my AAM (Automobile Association of Malaysia) membership has been well utilised. I can’t argue with that. You name it, I’ve done it. From towing to tyre punctures to battery replacements. All for just RM60 a year. That’s good value.

So to cut a long story short, I got my car fixed this morning.

And the hot sweaty stud joined me for breakfast after that.

The hot sweaty stud recommended Village Park for nasi lemak. Even lit bloggers know where to find good food.

I was quite amazed at the popularity of this restaurant. At 10.30am, this restaurant was packed to the brim with tables spilling outside onto the road. And despite the blazing heat, people were enjoying their plates of nasi lemak with steaming cups of coffee. I knew that I had stumbled upon a jewel in Damansara Uptown.

nasi lemak

The hot sweaty stud ordered nasi lemak with fried chicken. The rice was rich with coconut milk while the sambal, despite looking rather sweet, was actually quite spicy. Then again, the word spicy can be rather subjective. I have a lower tolerance towards chilli and have been known to use up an entire packet of tissue paper to wipe off tears and sweat when I eat hot food. The hot sweaty stud, however, thought that it was just nice, i.e. not too pedas. What I loved most about the nasi lemak was the crispy fried chicken that was served with it. I normally do not order fried chicken with nasi lemak as the chicken can sometimes turn out a little too dry. I was proven wrong. One bite, and I knew that the fried chicken served here would be a popular order. Succulent, tender and moist. Mmmmm. Absolutely delectable.

nasi kunyit

Nasi kunyit is made of glutinous rice steamed with thick coconut milk and turmeric, giving it a rich yellow colour. This cholestrol laden dish is normally served with thick chicken curry. It was such a treat for me to eat this.

A good meal is not always about good food. The hot sweaty stud made great company, with conversations (translated: gossip) ranging from headhunting to Paris Hilton to blogging for dummies to George Bush to the loser actor whose name he couldn’t remember. At least he helped me forget, just for that moment, how I had to fork out RM120 to replace a bunch of broken belts in my car engine.

Why “hot” “sweaty” and “stud”?


Hot
– there was no airconditioning at his bodybalance class.


Sweaty
– he was perspiring profusely, his T-shirt drenched in sweat.

 

Stud – well, two out of three ain’t so bad.

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Nah. He’s absolutely adorable.

coffee

Village Park Restaurant (halal)

5, Jalan SS21/37, Damansara Utama,

47400 Petaling Jaya, Selangor.

Tel: 03-7710 7860.

Opening hours: 7.00am – 9.00pm daily.

Bangkok Tom Yam, PJ Old Town

Despite growing up in an environment where spicy food is commonly consumed, my friends are always surprised at my inability to “handle” spiciness, from the mild to the extreme. A little extra chilli normally causes an extreme reaction in me. My eyes tear, my nose chokes, and beads of sweat form on my face and all over my body. It is a highly embarassing situation in every sense of the word. My indian heritage ought to give me immunity to such reactions but I’m beginning to believe (and my Makan Club friends will concur) that my genes got screwed up along the way. My tastebuds, however, crave for chilli, and therein lies the paradox of my life. And so I torment my body as I load up on chilli – my nasi lemak is always swimming in spicy sambal, indian food is relishly consumed and when I eat noodles or rice dishes, I always have a plate of sliced fresh chillies (filled to the point of overflowing) in soy sauce.

The one dish that always evokes the above sensations, without fail, is tom yam. Irregardless of the adverse reaction, I laboriously seek out the best tom yam in this part of the world. Pain is temporary. The taste, however, will be remain in my memory (and now, in my blog) as I strive to overcome the numbness in my body.

bangkok tom yam 2
And so, with the knowledge that I am a huge fan of tom yam, Pretty Pui introduced a wonderful place to me. This “restaurant” is located in a house in PJ Old Town, and one can be forgiven for thinking that people were eating at this place because of 1. a celebration, or 2. a funeral.

Bangkok tom yam 1
Stepping into the restaurant, I felt like I was intruding on a family dinner. The diners seemed to be regulars as they happily chatted with the chefs, a little old lady and a little not-so-old lady, who cooked outside the house. My excitement was apparent as the smells of sambal belacan, lemongrass and other condiments wafted towards my direction.

fish head tom yam
The most popular dish at this restaurant is the fish head tomyam. We were led to a freezer box where the fish were kept and we were asked to select the type of fish (either whole fish or fish head) for our tom yam. Feeling extremely hungry, we picked out the garoupa fish head and were immediately informed that the price was RM53. We certainly had no regrets when the dish was cooked and served to us. The flesh of the fish was firm and fresh. The tom yam was of a thick consistency with extreme flavours, both tart and sweet, and it would be impossible to drink it on its own due to the sweetness of the dish. However, eaten with rice, the taste is absolutely wonderful. Before long, I threw all caution to the wind and was drinking the soup and crying in pain at the same time. It was absolute punishment to my body, but I persevered for this little bit of heaven.

omelette with minced pork
We were also recommended the fried omelette with minced pork, but I could hardly taste the meat as the taste of the egg took dominance. It was, nevertheless, very fragrant and a delight to eat.

kailan with salted fish
The stir-fried kailan was fresh, crunchy and contained a generous serving of salted fish. In fact, every mouthful had bits of salted fish in it, so I had to ensure that it was followed by a mouthful of rice to offset the saltiness of the dish.

According to the owner cum cook (a Thai lady), this restaurant has been in existence for 13 years. I can’t believe that I could have subjected my body to this torture 13 years earlier when I was but a sweet young thing. I guess I shall have to make up for wasted time.

The total bill for two came up to RM73.

Other reviews:-

Bangkok Tom Yam
No. 23, Jalan 2/23, 46000 Petaling Jaya

Tel: 03-7782 4469, 012-617 1862

Opening hours: 11.00am – 2.00pm, 5.00pm – 10.00pm

Very non-halal post – Meng Kee Char Siew, Glenmarie Shah Alam

I’ve constantly complained about the dearth of good eateries where I live, and have had to drive all the way to PJ/KL/Klang to get good food, or resort to eating something quicky put together at home. Thankfully, people like Boo_licious and Jackson have been blogging about food in Glenmarie, and I’ve suddenly realised that I will not die from an overdose of curry chee cheong fun and curry laksa, the only two meals in Glenmarie which I feel have been worth eating here, because we all know that too much of a good thing ain’t that good for ya.

So when I saw Boo’s blog on Meng Kee, I immediately made a phonecall to the Bald Eagle.

“Meng Kee’s in Glenmarie!!!”, I squealed.

Silence at the other end.

“Meng Kee!!”, I was jumping up and down at my end of the phone.

A couple of awkward seconds passed.

“Who’s Meng Kee?”, he asked.

“You mean what, dear. It’s the famous char siew place near Jalan Alor in KL.”

“Cool”, he responded in a nonchalant manner. “So when will you be buying me lunch?”

I hung up.

A couple of weeks passed, and I still hadn’t savoured Meng Kee’s char siew. Meng Kee is open at lunch time till about 5.00 in the evening, and is closed on Sundays. I work everyday. So naturally, our subsets did not match.

The stars finally aligned on Saturday. I had taken the day off to spend time with the guys (big Liverpool fans) who wanted to catch the Liverpool-Arsenal game, so for lunch, I decided to buy the famous Meng Kee char siew from Glenmarie. I trembled with excitement (but mostly hunger) as I watched the nice young man chop up the pieces of char siew very carefully and place them into little styrofoam boxes. They seemed quite concerned that the char siew may not be enough for me. I must have looked ravenous.

char siew

The char siew was glorious! Beautiful, sweet, glistening, pieces of charred meat with a layer of fat that added to the smoothness of the overall flavour. I couldn’t believe that something as wonderful as this could be found in my neighbourhood.

And the Bald Eagle? He was kissing my feet in gratitude.

Other reviews:-

Meng Kee Char Siew
20 (Ground), Jalan Pekedai U1/36
Hicom Glenmarie Industrial Park Shah Alam
Tel No: 019 – 379 3629

(Address: Courtesy of Boo_licious’ blog. Thanks ar. I was too excited about the char siew to ask them for a card.)