After a game of futsal with the church youth on Saturday, I headed to a nearby housing estate in Subang Jaya for an ice cold bowl of cendol - that wonderful mixture of shaved ice, jelly, red bean, palm sugar and coconut milk.
Walking across the street from where I parked the car, I headed for the shade of a tree. As a light breeze blew, the umbrella-like shape of the tree provided shade from the afternoon sun. Restaurants would spend a fortune to get ambience like that.
So, despite the heat from the sun, there was a steady stream of hungry people waiting for their food. Cendol, mee goreng and mee rebus - that pretty much summed up the menu. So even though there were no fans, or air conditioning, and the heat of the midday sun was beating down, people waited while ...
our friend here ...
dished up the food.
I once asked him why he didn't cook Penang-style mee goreng; a slightly different variation but one which I liked more. He said that he started off doing that but people in KL just didn't take to it. So KL-style mee goreng it is, and he does a darn good job of it.
As I was leaving, a family arrived for their meal - proof that where food is concerned, 1 Malaysia already exists.
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