Om Burger and the FriedChillies Annual Foodsters’ Award 2009

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How did we end up beside a longkang, one fine Saturday night, relatively well dressed, and chomping on sloppy burgers?

Answer #1:

Riz's namecard

A business card.

Who in their right mind puts a picture of a delicious burger on their namecard without being answerable to repercussions? (In this case, being obliged to accompany some newbies on the search for the Holy Grail.)

Answer #2:

friedchillies AFA

An awards ceremony.

How can I not be influenced at a dinner organised by one of my favourite food sites culminating with the announcement of the top makan places (mostly street food/kopitiam style food) in the Klang Valley?  Check out the winners (lifted from the FriedChillies website…thanks, Adly!):

For Best Roti Canai :Raju Restaurant
No. 27, Jalan Cantik, Petaling Jaya
N 03.10159 E101.65385

For Best Assam Laksa : O & S Laksa
39, Jalan 20/14, Paramount Gardens Petaling Jaya
N 3.10783 E101.62499

For Best Banana Leaf Rice : Kanna Curry House
No. 29 Jalan 17/45, Petaling Jaya
N 3.11974 E101.62978

For Best Chicken Rice :Hainanese Chicken Rice
73, Jln. SS22/23, Damansara Jaya, Petaling Jaya
N 3.12595 E101.61618

For Best Crabs : Fatty Crab
No 2, Jln SS 24/13 , Taman Megah, Petaling Jaya
N 3.11482 E101.61254

For Best Char Koay Teow : Aunty Gemok
Restoran Jamal Mohamed No. 24, Jalan SS5A/9 Petaling Jaya
N 3.09526 E101.60546

For Best Satay : Satay Samuri Taman Melawati
Jalan Melati Utama 4, Melati Utama, Setapak
N 3.13505 E101.62370

For Best Nasi Lemak : Village Park
5, Jalan SS21/37, Damansara Utama, Petaling Jaya
N 3.13774 E101.62318

For Best Street Burger : Burger OM
In Front of 7-11, Off Lorong Kolam Air Lama, Ampang
N 3.16063 E101.78560

For Best Kopitiam : Yut Kee Coffeeshop
35, Jalan Dang Wangi, Kuala Lumpur
N 3.15705 E101.70001

Those numbers at the bottom are not phone numbers ar.  (Note:  I’m still trying to figure out my GPS unit which didn’t come with instructions arrrghhhh.)

So there we were, enjoying our dinner at Pannaz Restaurant (Damansara Perdana), which was a pretty nice dinner too (the lamb that everyone else ordered was juicy and tender and served with a wedge of lemon and a mint salad) when the videos came on, and I was confronted face to face with a picture of a hugeass, SLOPPY burger that made me yearn for one in my hand (even though I was pretty satisfied with the meal at Pannaz (a robust mushroom soup, a grilled red snapper and a dessert combo consisting of a bread and butter stack (as opposed to a pudding), a chocolate cake and ice cream).

Thankfully, FriedChillies came with their resident Burger Dude aka Creative Director aka My HSS who, upon hearing of our proposed Burger Crawl, didn’t need much persuasion in leading the expedition.

And that’s how we ended up at midnight, at a longkang in front of a 7-11 in a location at co-ordinates N 3.16063 E101.78560 in Ampang.  Presenting, the winner for the Best Street Burger, Burger OM:

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Timing is crucial.   Coordination is crucial.   The egg is broken onto the pan, and within seconds, a slice of cheese is added, the burger patty is thrown in and the entire bundle is wrapped up.  Shredded cabbage, lots of mayonnaise and chilli sauce form a bed on which the patty rests, and voila, a sloppy all-Malaysian burger is created.  Origination of meat – unknown, but I’m willing to overlook that.  So what makes this burger special?   The secret lies in the egg, the yolk still a little runny which adds to the overall slush that oozes out of the burger.   Oh, we suspect there’s ganja too.

In conclusion (coz I’ve been going off-topic quite a bit today):

1.  Congratulations to FriedChillies for a successful AFA 2009.  They’ve done a great job in promoting Malaysian food, and their enthusiasm in making Malaysian food recognisable worldwide is just so infectious.  I want to jump up and say hallelujah, come on over and try our street food.  And now, you have a list to depend on, so book that plane ticket and visit Malaysia!

2.  Burger OM is deserving of its win.  Checked, and authenticated.

3.  Why is there always a burger stall in front of a 7-11?  Or why is there always a 7-11 behind a burger stall?

4.  Why does my GPS unit not listen to my instructions?  Should I give it a few smacks?

5.  Hello, NomadGourmand and Chefspiration whom I met for the first time at the Awards.  Hello, Adly, Honey and Riz from FriedChillies whom I was meeting again after some months of absence.  Hello, Nic, Ciki, Boo_licious, Splashie Boy and Kenny Mah whom I see more often than I see my husband.

6.  Hello, Bald Eagle.  I MISS YOU.  I know you’re reading this across the miles.

Fatboybakes has Arrived

PPSMI protest
The Pied Piper lured the children through the streets of KL

Kuala Lumpur standstill.

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On a different note, a new fan club is in town, and it’s been long overdue too.  Together with some friends (and without Fatboybakes’ knowledge), we created the Fatboybakes Fan Club on Facebook (we think it’s the coolest thing since Online Restaurant Reservation Sites like The QGuides).  This is the description of the Fan Club:

Many among us have been touched, in one way or another, by Fatboybakes. We love his generosity of spirit and his kindheartedness, and because of that, we decided to create the FATBOYBAKES FAN CLUB. We couldn’t possibly broach this idea in his presence, for he would vehemently forbid us from doing something this embarrassing to him, so this plan has been a covert operation to honour the man who is everyone’s Friend of the Year.

We LOVE LUB LURVE Fatboybakes, a multi-talented baker, a devoted husband and father, and a lover of fine wine, champagne, whisky and toddy.

Fatboybakes’ cakes include the amazing SPENCER FOUR SEASONS CAKE, a masterpiece which he created for his beloved friend (of the year), Spencer, a cake which will be talked about for generations to come.

Fatboybakes’ PAVLOVA was first commercialised after he made it for his friend, Lyrical Lemongrass, whom he looks upon as his very own benevolent Mother Teresa.

Today, we dedicate this group to him….our IDOL, Fatboybakes.

For more of our idol’s baked goodies, check out http://fatboybakes.blogspot.com

Fatboybakes also blogs at http://fatboyrecipes.blogspot.com

We’re ADDICTED to our SWEET and STICKY Fatboybakes!

There you go, so what are you waiting for?  Click HERE to join the coolest fan club in Kampung Attap, and who knows, there’ll be a surprise or two in store.  Even if there isn’t, at least you can tell everyone that you’re a fan of Fatboybakes.  Now isn’t that something?

(Note:  Logo created by the very talented VP/BFF A Lil’ Fat Monkey.)

What really happened on Valentine’s Day

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Like Malaysian politics these days, mention Valentine’s Day and suddenly everyone has an opinion. Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn. I am not about to jump on that bullock cart and debate the virtues of paying for overpriced foie gras and even more overpriced shrubs. After all, I have been a recipient of both in the past, and I will not deny that I have felt good about receiving them.

What matters is that not a day passes by that I don’t look forward to the end of the day when I get to see the Bald one, even if it is for a brief 10 minutes. Our hectic lifestyles (our own choosing) dictate that we do not see much of each other, but I look forward to that moment when I step into our home, smell that familiar smell, and see that familiar smile. I’m touching middle age, and I’m still a sucker for romance. But not just for one day in a year….I’m greedy….I want it all.

So on 14 February 2009, we didn’t celebrate Valentine’s Day, not because we were in denial, but because it happened to be a weekend and we were looking for an excuse to get sloshed. Besides, my dear friend Fatboybakes throws the most amazing parties based on even more amazing excuses (this time, it was in celebration of Thaipusam, although the idea of being inebriated on a holy day is just sacrilegious).

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Yes, Fatboybakes calls me Thamby (little brother, in Tamil). I, in return, call him Tangechi (little sister). It is no Freudian slip nor does it have anything to do with his repressed maternal instincts (of which he has none, I must protest) but it has everything to do with the fact that we are childish and take joy in speaking in tongues (in our case, an extremely limited version of Tamil) and puns.

I think we ate everything that he served, but I can’t be sure, thanks to the twenty-something bottles of champagne that were consumed from 12 noon to 10 at night. There were sausage rolls, a chicken and mushroom pie, HairyBerry’s exotic gourmet platter, assorted cheeses, roast Australian ribeye and yorkshire pudding, seafood mousse, assorted gourmet sausages, roast duck pasta, wasabi mash, truffle mash, and a garden salad with pear, walnut and quails eggs. One word describes it best: sublime. After all, words (and I’m a poor wordsmith, I’m afraid) cannot do justice for the delicious food, so lovingly prepared by Tangechi, for a party of seventeen.

He baked two cakes and a bit. One, a very popular Mint Chocolate Mousse Cake with Lindt chocolate, a cake that will be spoken about for generations to come, and the other, a delicious heart-shaped Pavlova decorated with peaches and mangoes but lacking in passion(fruit) thanks to a maid who threw it away, not realising that a shrivelled fruit didn’t mean it was past its expiry date. The molten chocolate cupcakes were a surprise addition, but they received the attention they deserved.

Thanks, Tangechi. It was a fantastic party and it is such an honour to have my name (even if it’s just Thamby) on the menu. In the words of Kylie Minogue, I should be so lucky, lucky lucky lucky……

Happy Saturday and Sunday!