Wah Kee Prawn Noodles, Singapore

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If Singapore ever appoints a Food Ambassador, Dr Leslie Tay of ieatishootipost is a good candidate.   From the moment I met him, I wanted to fall on my feet and call him Your Highness, because he is the kind of man who commands such respect.   When we first met at the Nuffnang Asia-Pacific Blog Awards in Singapore last month, he told me, “I’m going to a Prawn Noodles stall tomorrow afternoon.  They serve the best Prawn Noodles in Singapore.  The broth is like…is like….*smacking lips*…lobster bisque! *wide grin* Would you like to join me and my wife?”   Music to my ears.   Of course, I said the only politically correct thing a Malaysian would say to a Singaporean lor.  “Sounds good, but I’ll have to think about it. I’ll call you.”  (Must tarik harga a bit)  Deep down, I was making plans to cancel ALL Nuffnang organised activities to make it to this highly tempting lunch.   I have no shame.

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I had already taken a great liking to Dr Tay and his lovely wife.   When we met the next afternoon, he even pulled out his trump card.   Two beautiful, well-behaved children. *melt* At this point, I was prepared to offer myself as their Godmother.  Again, I have no shame.

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True enough, Dr Tay was not wrong about the Prawn Noodles.   The broth was extremely good – there was something so pure about it (I learnt later from the owner, a kindly old man with a warm smile, that he used only prawn head and shells and some secret ingredients to make the broth. No pork bones).  The broth was delicate and sweet, a flavour so beautiful that one has to close one’s eyes and block out all distractions while savouring it.   The large prawns were very fresh.   Understandably so, considering that the owner sources the seafood from his son-in-law who works at Tekka Market.  The noodles were served, dry style, on the side.   Needless to say, I finished everything and declared, “Hmmmm, Singapore food not bad oso, hor.”  (Translated: Best damn prawn noodles I’ve ever had, but I’m not admitting this to a Singaporean.)

Wah Kee Prawn Noodles
Blk 41A Cambridge Road Hawker Centre (Pek Kio) #01-15
Singapore

Tel: +65-96883633

Opening hours: 7.30am to 2pm (Closed on Mondays)

Note: I love Singapore and Singaporeans lah.   Above story embellished with Malaysian flavour that can’t be found in sanitary Singapore.

Thank you, Dr Tay and family for your wonderful hospitality.  I will be back.

Bun Cha in Hanoi

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The internet has liberated a new kind of beast.  In the NST yesterday, it was reported that Ah Longs (loan sharks) used Facebook to humiliate their debtors.  Gone are the days of splashing red paint on the doors.  It does look like the more access you have to public media, be it Facebook or Twitter or blogging, the more susceptible you are to being victimized.  And talking about Facebook, even our Prime Minister has his own Facebook page now.  It’s a little unnerving to learn that he likes Ronan Keating’s When You Say Nothing At All. “In my spare time I focus on Sunday family lunches, watching TV with my kids and going on holidays.” I don’t know about you, but this is as bad as finding out that your parents have sex.  Anyway, back to Ah Longs and the perils of the internet, it got me thinking of all my misdeeds in the past.  About a month back, I was in a car chase with an incorrigibly fractious driver.  I had anger management issues then, and decided to snap photographs of the rodent in question (and petulantly indicated to him that I was doing it).  Well, he got peeved about being caught on my iPhone, so he reciprocated by snapping my picture instead.  A cat and mouse chase ensued and numerous pictures were captured on each other’s cameras.  I reckon that photographs of me and my car are floating around the internet by now.  I hope he at least had the decency to photoshop my mug to tone down my maniacal expression.  (It wouldn’t hurt to make me look slimmer as well.)  I have since addressed my anger issues as I’ve realised that the only person I’m hurting when I get upset in traffic is myself.  This newfound zen is sometimes forgotten, though.  About a week ago, Bald Eagle and I were in Hanoi to celebrate our 9th wedding anniversary.  We had obtained free tickets on a particular airlines early this year to fly to Hanoi on the 10th and back to KL on 11 November.   We were pleased as Punch with our amazing deal.  Lesson learnt post 11 November: A deal is only good when it’s real.  In simple terms, there is no such thing as a free meal.  The airlines cancelled our return flight without informing us, and I was kicking their flimsy door down with my size 7 feet at the Hanoi International Airport.  Other lesson learnt: Size 7 feet don’t create much of a dent.  It’s as good as nudging your boobies against the door expecting the door to fall off the hinge.

It’s just as well that our only negative experience occurred at the end of our holiday.  I’m not good at hiding my feelings.  When I travel, my face lights up in wonderment and I am 21 again, young with wide-eyed naivety.  The joy of discovering a new place and meeting new people envelopes my whole being and I’m literally radiating in a warm aura.  A pity that I lose it the instant that I am back at work.

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Our first meal in Hanoi, at a restaurant located just 20 metres away from our hotel, was bun cha that came highly recommended by Paprika and Sze.  Bun cha is generally eaten at lunchtime, and popular restaurants or stalls get filled up pretty fast.  Not knowing what to expect, we were ushered upstairs where even more tables were available.  Before we could even start with our sign language (English is hardly spoken in Hanoi), several types of receptacles were placed before us.

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We merely stared at the array of delicious looking food.  A mountainous plate of rice vermicelli, clumped together in a sticky mess, a bowl of pork patties that had just been grilled, evidence of hardened charred bits floating in a soup that tasted of rice wine and fish sauce, a large mound of herbs and greens, some tasting very much like our local ulam, a bowl of thinly sliced young papaya in the same soupy liquid as the pork patties, some coarsely chopped chilli and garlic for more punch, and a plate of nem, crispy fried spring rolls bursting with minced pork.

“So,” I looked to my husband, “how does one eat this?”

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Seeing our puzzled look, one of the servers came over and proceeded to pile in the ingredients into our bowls, starting with some noodles, followed by some of the tart sweet savoury nuoc cham sauce to flavour the noodles, then the grilled pork, a portion of spring rolls, some sliced papaya, garlic and chilli and finally topped with the greens.  The resultant dish, so quickly assembled, resembled a noodle salad.  We ate up everything in sight.

I still have memories of that first meal.  We ate a lot more after that; in fact, it was two days of non-stop eating from typical street food to the finest french restaurants.  We drank copious amounts of Vietnamese coffee flavoured with sweetened condensed milk.  But that first meal hit the mark on my gastronomic quest.

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I wonder if one day, there will be an online voting for our favourite Ah Long on Facebook?  And whether our Prime Minister will be voting since he has his own Facebook account?

Bun Cha
Hang Manh Street (Old Quarters)
Hanoi

Hairy Crabs At Dragon-i And An Old Fashioned Love Story

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Once upon a time, there lived a young female mitten crab named Sally.   She was a tiny little crustacean, less than 10 centimetres wide, and had pincers covered with dense patches of hair.   Thankfully, Brazilians were not the vogue for females like Sally, and she reveled in her hirsuteness.   She laughed and frolicked and basked in the summer warmth in the river that she called her home.  But for all the gaiety in that river with her hairy little friends, she felt empty inside.  As she approached adulthood, she felt certain yearnings, feelings that could not be satisfied in her swirling gurgling home.   The weather was cool, a sure sign that autumn was approaching, and leaves of orange and gold floated along the river bed, painting the water an earthen shade of copper and rust.   Her instincts told her to head towards the estuary.  She didn’t know why she had to leave her home.   She only knew that she had to.  As she approached the estuary, she was greeted by other young adult mitten crabs just like her, discovering their new home in saline waters.  It was there that she found love.   He was a chappie named Henry (What? Were you expecting Harry?), bristly, stubbly and sexy.  Together, they danced and mated in the luxuriant marine waters, and because no one taught them about birth control,  Sally quickly discovered that she was pregnant.   As the dark wintry days approached, she moved further into the cold marine waters.   Love knows no bounds, they say, and Sally knew that this was her destiny.   As her young ones hatched, Sally drew her last breath.   The little orphans fed on plankton, and when the weather turned from winter to spring, they swam towards the brackish water where Henry met Sally, and when they were old enough, they moved to Sally’s old home, where the freshwaters gleamed in the warm summer sun.

This is an old fashioned love story.   Perhaps romance between crabs isn’t anything like what we humans picture it to be, but all the elements of survival, reproduction and attachment are there.   Mitten (or hairy) crabs have a unique life cycle where they move from brackish waters to clear waters and back to saline waters over one life cycle (about 5 years).   The best time to eat hairy crabs is in Autumn just after the mating season.  Hairy crabs are prized for their creamy roe – what is generally called the Caviar of the East.  Crabs that hail from the Yang Cheng Lake are the most sought after, but crabs from the Tai Lake, China’s largest freshwater lake, are fast gaining popularity here in Malaysia.  Having tried both, the differences are subtle, although the crabs from Yang Cheng Lake have slightly creamier roe and sweeter flesh.

The Hairy Crab Set Menu at Dragon-i (available from October to December), priced at RM128 nett per person (for a minimum of 3 persons), features a six-course Shanghainese meal at outlets at Pavilion KL, 1 Utama Shopping Centre, The Curve, Mid Valley Megamall, Sunway Pyramid and Queensbay Mall in Penang.   The diner gets one medium crab weighing at approximately 200grams (larger ones are also available, ala carte and priced according to weight, at between 250 to 300 grams each).  Hairy crabs at Dragon-i are from Suzhou’s Tai Lake (flown in weekly).   Black vinegar and julienned ginger are provided on the side, and these serve a purpose too.   Hairy crabs are said to be “cooling”, and the vinegar and ginger concoction counteracts this effect.  One can also choose to enjoy the hairy crabs with Chinese “hua diao jiu” (rice wine), but this does not come with the set.

The menu also includes Dragon-i’s signature Steamed Shanghainese Dumplings (xiu long bao) with Hairy Crab Roe, Double-boiled Superior Chicken Soup with Fish Maw and Bamboo Pith (a very delicately flavoured soup with contrasting textures), Sauteed Vegetables (baby bok choi) with Crab Roe, Yong Chow style Fried Rice and a popular traditional dessert, Sesame Glutinous Rice Dumplings (tong yuen) in Ginger Broth.  The servings are moderate; each person is served one crab, one XLB, and two glutinous rice dumplings.  The XLB has good skin elasticity and delicious filling.   It comes attractively presented on individual carrying baskets, thus preventing mishaps when transporting the XLB from serving plate to one’s own plate.  The fried rice is substantial (with its lovely fragrance and distinct grains) and the vegetables, sufficient.

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Can’t live without chilli

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Double boiled Superior Chicken Soup with Fish Maw and Bamboo Pith

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Sauteed Vegetables with Crab Roe

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Xiao Long Bao with Hairy Crab Roe

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Yong Chow style Fried Rice

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Sally’s children – steamed

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Sally’s children, Part 2 – creamy roe within

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Yangzhou-born Chef Kung Yu Hung – has over 20 years experience including stints at several famous Hong Kong restaurants. He is one of six master chefs from mainland China now helming the kitchens at Dragon-i outlets.

www.dragon-i.com.my

(Note: Thank you to the management of Dragon-i and PRkraft (who facilitated this event) for your kind invitation to sample this menu.)