Category Archives: Food Type: Malay

Sunday Breakfast for One

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The Bald Eagle left last night for Athens to pay homage to his favourite football team, Liverpool FC, as they meet AC Milan in the UEFA Champions League finals on May 23 (May 24 in KL).

So Sunday breakfast turned out to be a lonely one. I was in Bangsar this morning, and came across a tiny stall (it’s more of a table, really), at the junction of Jalan Telawi and Telawi 4, with packets of nasi lemak piled high.

nasi lemak

A packet, wrapped first in banana leaf, then in brown paper, contains rice cooked in coconut milk, fried anchovies, roasted peanuts, a quarter of a hard-boiled egg and yummy sambal which has the right balance of chilli and sweetness. All for RM1 (that’s approximately US$0.25!).

My husband is half way across the globe to his destination right now, but I bet the food on his flight doesn’t taste half as good as my humble nasi lemak.

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

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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.

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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.

Rojak Bellamy

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With Chinese New Year coming up, we were stuffing ourselves silly with cookies. What better excuse to eat like gluttons than during the festive season? Incidentally, and this is totally unrelated to the topic for today, is it just me or do you guys also feel like the CNY atmosphere isn’t the same as before? I was at Midvalley today and last Saturday, and it just felt like something was missing. None of my neighbours have put up any CNY decorations (heck, mine are still stored in boxes from last year!) and the malls don’t seem as packed as in previous years. The only thing that didn’t change was our appetites.

Anyway, after eating a healthy dose of rich chinese food that didn’t do anything for the waistline, we knew that it was time for a change. Something simple. Somewhere accessible. Easy parking, preferably. Ecstatic Eeyore suggested eating rojak, and we thought it was a brilliant idea.


Tucked away behind the Agung’s palace at Jalan Bellamy is a stall selling mamak rojak. To the uninitiated, rojak by definition is a mixed salad. Mamak rojak contains fried fritters, cucumbers, sengkuang (turnip), hard boiled eggs and sliced cuttlefish. A spicy peanut sauce is then poured over the rojak. This dish is crunchy, savoury and sweet and is a meal by itself.

The stall is called Rojak Bellamy and is situated near the Alice Smith school. It is about 100m away from the famous ikan bakar (grilled fish) place, so you can’t miss it. “Follow the yellow brick road” comes to mind, except that this road isn’t yellow or made of bricks, nor does it lead to Oz!


The rojak that is served here has a wonderful peanut sauce that is rich, creamy and smooth. My only complaint would be that it ought to be a little more spicy. Then again, perhaps it is my fault that I didn’t request for more chilli. I also loved the taste of the cuttlefish (a generous portion, I must add) which blended in so well with the rest of the flavours that I was literally slurping up every last drop of the sauce. Pretty Pui and Bouncing Barbie will add that that’s nothing new as I am always drinking up any kind of liquid given to me. Hmmm. That didn’t come out right. Banish those evil thoughts now, y’all!


This place also serves mamak mee and mee rojak which are both apparently quite good too.

A normal portion of the rojak costs RM3.50.