Lan Je, Kota Damansara

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(Sung to the tune of Beyonce’s If I Were A Boy)

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If I were a fish
Even just for a day
I’d swim far away in the morning
Coz that damn fishing net is my deathblow

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Drink beer with the arrowanas
And chase after sexy chiclids
I’d kick it with who I wanted
and I’d never get confronted for it
Coz they think that fish don’t have any legs

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If I were a fish
I think I could understand
How it feels to love the mud
I swear I hate that stupid saucepan

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Fish are so much cuter
Than those cupcake desserts
Till we’re lifeless and all gutted
Yes, that fish that they all feasted
Those barbarians that got me destroyed

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But I’m not a fish
I guess I don’t understand (yeah, I don’t understand)
Coz I love to eat fish flesh
And suck on the bones just like tarzan

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I’m glad there’s no smell
You’re my little bombshell
You’re tasty but not fishy
I think I’ll call you Charlie
But we don’t eat pets, do we now, sweetie?

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But you’re just a fish….

 

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They serve steamed tilapia by the dozens here, and whilst some have said that this place isn’t as great as its parent restaurant in Rawang (which I have yet to try), it is still worth a visit.   The fish is fresh with no muddy taste.  We ordered two styles of preparation, one spicy, and one regular, but it soon became clear that the only difference is the addition of cut chillies.   They are generous with the ginger, which I had to push aside to fully savour the fish.  The accompanying dish of chicken balls in a sweet and sour sauce (recommended by the waitress) was disastrous – all flour-y and hard, but the fu yue yau mak (lettuce in fermented bean curd) was some sort of redemption.

If I were you, I’d just order the fish.

Lan Je
F50G & 51G, Jalan Teknologi 3/9
Bistari “DE” Kota
Kota Damansara, PJU 5
47810 PJ

Business hours: 11.30am to 3.00pm, 6.00pm to 9.00pm (closed Tuesdays)

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Ri-Yakitori, The Gardens

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The origins of yakitori, embellished slightly.  Thanks, FBB, for your cameo appearance.

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My companion for the night, Boolicious, is pretty quick at posting, so for the full monty, go check out her blog on Ri- Yakitori.  I’m just here to tell you the stuff that she didn’t tell you.  Yes, Yang Ariff, that night, we were talking about….men.  If you think that food bloggers get together to talk about food, then what do accountants do when they get together?  Oh.  Okay, sometimes, there’s an exception to the rule. (Have you attended an accountants conference in PWTC?  I have, and it’s a bloodbath with calculators.)

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The above receptacle kept our sake cold. It can probably keep any type of liquid cold since the inner jar holds icecubes, but at a pricetag of over RM1,000 for one device, I’d keep the iced sirap bandung away and bring this thing out only for special occasions.

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I think we shocked the waitstaff with the amount of food we ordered.  12 skewers (chef’s selection) which worked out to be less than RM5 per stick, and that included various parts of chicken yakitori (upper thigh, lower thigh, wings, butt, skin), prawns, wagyu beef, shitake mushrooms and eggplant.  It’s a good deal, especially when the cheapest kushiyaki on the menu is RM5.   The kampung chicken egg with leek and chilli oil was good, and the taste of the leek adhered well to the creamy, sweet flavour of the egg.  I liked the mizuna salad with japanese white radish, flavoured intensely with bonito flakes and shredded nori.  We ended our main meal with a bowl of chicken porridge with tororo kelp that melted into the porridge to create a smooth and slightly slimy consistency, and agreed wholeheartedly that it was the best way to end the night.  Desserts were limited, and we almost skipped it, but I’m glad we didn’t.  The homemade ice cream (green tea and white sesame) with mochi (made a la minute) was delicious.

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Yes, I was going to tell you about the men we talked about.   Unfortunately, I think the sake’s wiped out my memory. Perhaps that’s the way things are supposed to be when girlfriends get together.  Secrets remain secrets.  And Bald Eagle, you’d better not tickle me tonight coz I’m not spilling out everything.

Ri-Yakitori
7th Floor, The Gardens Hotel (Robinson’s side: take hotel lifts)
Mid Valley City, Lingkaran Syed Putra, KL.

Tel: 03-22681188

Open: 5pm to 1am (last order at 11.30pm). Closed Sundays.

Also check out: Masak-Masak, Life of a Lil Notti Monkey and Eat Drink KL.

Acknowledgement: Thanks to my BFF, QwazyMonkey, for teaching me his trade.

Sri Paandi, Section 11 PJ

Banana leaf rice – Indian fast food.  Environmentally friendly.

At Sri Paandi, service is efficient and quick.  You WILL be ambushed by men in purple before you can text “Ciki, save me!!”.

Once seated, allow the warmth of the service to envelope you.  Say “Nandri” (thank you) with a wiggle of the head each time something is presented before you.  “Chicken varuvel?”  “Nandri.” *wiggle*  “Thairu?”  “Nandri.”  *wiggle*  “Fish curry?”  “Nandri.” *wiggle*  “Fried bittergourd?”  “Nandri.” *wiggle*

You get the idea.  Of course, if you can’t see your partner’s face thanks to the mound of rice on your banana leaf, yell “Pothummmm!!“.  (enough)

*wiggle* 

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To indicate contentment, burp.

Sri Paandi
Jalan Dato Mahmud 11/4
Off Jalan Universiti, PJ

Acknowledgement: Concept and words inspired by my bff, ALilFatMonkey.  Rest assured that I will not be embarking on a career as a cartoonist in the near, or distant, future.

Oh, and real men wear purple.