Bijan, Jalan Ceylon, KL

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Nasi Hidang Selera

Several years ago, I asked my boss, a fastidious Malay man with impeccable english and a discerning palate, if he could recommend a restaurant serving good Malay food. He turned to me and said, “Meena, the only place where you can find good Malay food is at home.”

He was right, of course.   I remember having best friends from all races while growing up, and we’d hang out in each other’s homes before and after school.   One friend, in particular, a Malay girl who always had the best recess-time food,  lived just outside the school, across the road, in the government quarters.  It was a tiny house.  Sometimes, while waiting for the bas sekolah, we’d sit on the cement floor which was covered in a plastic floor mat which had repetitive garish geometric designs and partake of the delicious tea time kuih freshly made in their little kitchen.

Nowadays, occurrences such as these are infrequent. I am not a saint; I am as guilty as the next person for not having more of the semangat kejiranan. I once lamented this situation to Bald Eagle. He opened my eyes to the fact that our lifestyles had changed from the days of yore, not necessarily for the better, as we seemed to be working longer hours with every passing year and thereby quelling all possibilities of bumping into our neighbours.

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Contemporary table setting at Bijan.  The pink ice-cream you see on the right is bandung ice-cream and not strawberry!

When I first learnt of Bijan, I was a little skeptical about dining there.   The common misconception is that if the place looks good, something has to give, and it’s usually the food.  But after dining there several times (Bijan should give me a loyalty card…hello, somebody out there!), I’ve come to the conclusion that the food’s great, the ambience is warm and romantic, and the prices, although high, are not overly expensive.  Unfortunately, not many locals realise that, and more often than not I am surrounded by only Mat Salleh customers.

I’ll let you in on a secret.  Bijan’s desserts are fantastic!  Every time I do a food crawl at Jalan Alor with its fabulous chicken wings and grilled fish, I cap it off with coffee and desserts in Bijan.   The gula melaka (palm sugar) cake is amazing – fluffy but firm-textured cake paired with thick gula melaka syrup, oozing with richness and flavour.  The pandan pudding is also very good.  And if you’re craving for durians, they have two durian desserts – a durian cheesecake and a chocolate durian cake. (I normally call ahead to book my durian favourites.)  Homemade ice-cream is also available in various local flavours like teh tarik and bandung (rose syrup with milk).

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Otak-otak steamed in banana leaf and fragrant white rice.  

When I dine at Bijan, I prefer to enjoy the ambience at my leisure, so dinner has always been my preferred meal there.  But when I heard about the Nasi Hidang Selera on Facebook (gotta love Facebook), only available for lunch from Mondays to Fridays, I knew I had to try it.  The promotion is apparently inspired by the concept of dim sum and nasi padang and is priced at RM38 nett per person (inclusive of desserts and coffee/tea).  Good news for big eaters – it’s an all-you-can-eat deal as well.  True enough, half way through our meal, another tray appeared, just like the first tray, for us to pick out additional dishes.

The dishes were typical Malay fare like ayam masak merah, fish head (red snapper) masak lemak, pucuk ubi masak lemak, sotong cili gajus, kerutup daging, tempeh with terung berembang, otak-otak, siakap goreng cili, chicken curry, mixed vegetables and kerabu. Some of these items (like kerutup daging, ayam masak merah and otak-otak) are also available on the ala carte menu, so it’s a great sampler if you’re hesitant to try the main-course sized dishes.  I enjoyed most of the items; the otak-otak (made with snapper, if I’m not mistaken) was beautifully steamed in banana leaf, whilst the kerutup daging with its coriander, cumin and coconutty taste was scrumptious. I ordinarily like tempeh, but I found this a little overcooked.  The chicken curry was mild, but I suppose a contrast was needed for the other more spicy fare.   I loved all the dishes cooked in coconut milk (masak lemak) – they were all so fragrant and flavourful.

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Ulam galore.  The outdoor table setting has a tropical feel and is flanked by huge fronds.

I don’t usually enjoy vegetables, but there’s something about ulam that rocks my world.   If you haven’t tried it, despite it being raw, it’s not like eating grass.  Each leaf has a distinct flavour.   My favourite is ulam raja which tastes a little like unripe mango.   The ulam has fascinating names like tenggek burung, daun ceylon and pegaga and is eaten with very pedas sambal belacan.

Desserts that day was a choice of fresh fruits or bandung ice-cream. The dishes and desserts change every day, so you won’t get bored easily with the choices available.

Parking used to be horrendous, but now there’s a huge open-air carpark where Bon Ton used to be (customers of Bijan and Nerovivo can rejoice!) directly opposite Bijan where parking’s RM5 flat.  Of course, if you’re willing to risk it, you can throw your car a little further down the road along the side roads.

Bijan
No 3 Jalan Ceylon
50200 Kuala Lumpur.

Tel: +603 2031 3575

Opening Hours
Mon-Sat 12 noon – 2:30pm & 6:30pm -10:30pm
Sunday 4:30pm – 10:30pm

Map and website HERE.

Zipangu (revisited), Shangri-la Kuala Lumpur

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Bonito entrails

I just ate oats and tuna for lunch. Unforgiveable, I know, especially in the land of milk, honey and sambal belacan, but with my work piling to Timbuktu, I figured I’d use my lunch hour to write a quick post instead. Zipangu updated its menu late last year, and in addition to a few new additions, the inevitable price increase was also evident.

I’m not sure what possessed me to agree to bonito entrails. If I remember correctly, we throw away entrails, and if the cat’s lucky, it gets a nice smelly meal. Perhaps I was hoping for a Zipangu twist, but no, it looked and smelt like entrails when the dish appeared. Coupled with the sliced yam bits, everything was slimy and salty. Thankfully, Bald Eagle was more appreciative of this unique dish and whacked it all up.

Seafood gratin
Seafood gratin

One of the new items on the menu, the seafood gratin was baked on a shell and served with a mentaiko (pollack or pollock roe) sauce. A little pricey at RM80. The texture was nice – browned and slightly crisp surface and mushy underneath.

shimeji mushrooms
Shimeji mushrooms

These slightly nutty flavoured mushrooms were served teppanyaki style and had a lovely smoky taste. Very enjoyable.

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Roasted wild duck

Not sure where one gets wild duck here, but I loved the texture of this meat…so tender and succulent.  Nice gamey flavour, if you like that kind of thing. Also a new item on the menu.

dancing crab roll
Dancing crab roll

foie gras wintermelon
Foie gras wintermelon

A perennial favourite in Zipangu.  Only RM30.

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Cha soba

The soba had a nice bite.  Toppings include sliced mushrooms, wasabi, spring onions and finely sliced fried egg.

salmon belly sashimi
Salmon belly sashimi

Thick cut slices.   Delicious!

rice cake rolled with ice cream
Rice cake rolled with ice cream

So when we first read it, we thought it would be something akin to mochi.  What arrived was ice cream wrapped in a pastry-like sheet made of, presumably, rice.   Nothing exciting, and certainly not worth the RM18 price tag.

Macha tiramisu
Macha tiramisu

There is a reason why I swore off japanese desserts a long time ago.  Although the tiramisu (cake form) fared better than the other dessert, I was still not blown away it.

Overall, I’d say that Zipangu hasn’t disappointed me yet in terms of food quality.  My only irk is that the prices are pretty hefty.  The total bill (before my prestige card discount and the 10+5% taxes) came to RM353.   I suppose one has to take into account the ambience and location, but with so many japanese restaurants mushrooming in the city, one could just as easily find a comparable restaurant with lower prices. What’s your favourite japanese restaurant?

My previous writeup can be found HERE.

Zipangu
Shangri-la Hotel Kuala Lumpur
11, Jalan Sultan Ismail
50250 Kuala Lumpur

Restaurant reservations: 1800 88 7881

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!