My friends always say I am a very excessive person. I’m the sort of guy that yanks out a heap of tissue when I sneeze and order all my comfort food at the hawker even though I had only two other person to share with. I got that trait from my family so it can’t helped.
One week ago, we had bak kut teh for the family dinner on Saturday. It hits the spot since the weather has turned chilly and we could warm our tummy with something fiery. The extra steamed chicken from Boon Tong Kee was a good addition to the dinner although I must I felt super queasy after that. There was simply too much meat on the table that night. And I still proclaim to my people that I won’t be having the Singapore fiery hot pork ribs soup for quite a while.
Or so I thought…21st December 2014, Sunday evening.
I came back home for the family dinner and saw my favourite uncle from Malaysia standing by the stove, cooking a pot of soup. The smell was unmistakeable. It was bak kut teh again. Twice in two weeks and talk about me being excessive eh?
At least it was different variation compared to the previous meal. Uncle have been staying have been staying in Malaysia, Johor to be exact for years. That translates into a man who knows just about every street and alley for food. His version, like all those famous bak kut teh hawkers that garners a long queue across the causeway was darker in colour due to the presence of dark soy sauce with a slightly heavier herbal taste.
I realise my family keeps a lot of antique chinaware. They are not the typical bowls with roosters imprinted around it. Pictures of kids playing badminton. I think they are easily a few decades old and possibly even before my grandmother’s time. Honestly I did enjoyed the dinner feast but no more bak kut teh please?! I was planning to go Songfa with some friends in January but I think I’m gonna say no to them. My family is going to Malaysia this Christmas and I got a hunch that they’ll be having at least another bak kut teh meal over there. Thankfully I have plans this Christmas and won’t be going with them.
Hah! My mum’s out of town by then and I can finally flex my muscles in her kitchen. I’m planning to cook for a few close friends maybe a three course dinner? It’s a covert operation and I can’t let my mum know. Although I got a feeling someone in my family will snitch on me after I publish this post.
So what’s for desserts on that night?
So what’s for desserts? How about handmade tang yuan with sweet longan soup for Winter Solstice and a good slice of chocolate log cake for Christmas together?
PS: I think someone forgot to wash their hands while rolling the tang yuan. Some of them tasted salty like sweaty palms. Hahaha!
Merry X’mas everyone! I shall update my mini x’mas feast during the weekends~