: : Red Night Sky : :
Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning
Red skies at night, sailors’ delight.
I know it’s not a food pic. Just too pretty not to put it on the matching red mum-mum page. 🙂 The past few nights have been like this. Noticed that the sky turns red at around 2 a.m. Picture was taken from my room window.
Why?
: : I was a teenage murderer : :
I posted this up at …nA : nU : nA : nU… awhile back. Searching for a link in my blog when I remembered this posting. Thought it would make a good laff here.
Speaking of crabs, Dad taught me the important lesson of killing them for the meal. Imagine a 12 year old with her dad behind the house, by the sink, with 10 crabs and a big kitchen knife (not the cleaver!!)
Dad : Wena, this is how to kill the crab. I’ll show you how to do it for one crab and you do the rest.
Wena : Me?!?!?
Dad : Yep. Now, flip the crab over and push the knife through the belly.
Wena : Errr….. okay (looks extremely skeptical. Smokie the Cat was looking on throughout this conversation).
Dad : Here. You try it.
(Wena looking at the biiiiiiiiiiiigggggggggggggggg crab claws. Claws were tied up with string but crabs were frantically clawing and moving and… Definitely need tremendous courage.)
Wena : Do I have to do it all? (Starting to wonder where the heck is Jas and why she isn’t doing it).
Dad : Yep. Then we eat.
Wena : Hmmm… (picks up one crab and pushes the knife through. Cannot do it.) Dad, too tough lar!
Dad : Eh, push harder. I know you can do it.
Wena : Humpphh! (Pushes harder. Knife goes in. Crab goes into death throes.)
Dad : Great work! Now, only 8 more to go.
Wena : Sigh.
Hi Dad! 🙂
: : Shiokadelicious! : :
What are you waiting for? It’s another Food Blog! GO NOW!
: : Roadside Fruit Stalls : :
Went out of Kuching for awhile with a friend when we saw the fruit stalls at a busy road junction. Had to stop and buy some jackfruits. 🙂 The stalls had a cement base with permanent roofing, believe it or not
Gorgeous red rambutans for sale!
Yummy yellow jackfruits! Unfortunately, the actual fruit stinks like hell. Rather, the skin of the fruit reeks!
Wild tapioca leaves! Goes great with belachan. Boil in hot water until soften.
Cangkuk manis! There’s an interesting conversation regarding cangkuk manis in a forum somewhere. MudBug, do you have the link? Thanks.
Update : The link to the discusson on Cangkuk Manis at Asian Vegetables Garden Web Forum.
Pumpkins! Now thinking of creamy pumpkin soup cooked with curry powder. Wah!
Chilli padi! Hot stuff. Extremely hot hot hot!
Nite people!
: : My Handphone Number : :
Quick note to tell all that I have my old handphone number back. Finally got the SIM card back today.
Sigh. But still didn’t get all the old phone numbers back. 🙁
: : 2nd day of Raya : :
Wena : Wanna join me to go to a friend’s house in Santubong? Her mother is a good cook!
Granny : Okay! Wait ah!
Wena : Oohh!! Wait ah! Gotta stop the car and take picture of Kuching. Nice lah!
Granny : Crazy lah u! Stop by the road!
Wena : Not much cars mah! Besides, the clouds look so nice!
Unfortunately, my little camera didn’t do the picture justice. It was a beautiful day with clear blue skies and interesting cloud formations.
Anyway, we went to visit Zee and her family. Wah! A nice spread of food with satay, rendang, curry chicken, ketupat, lemang, nasi lemak with great sambal, agar-agar and fruits. No pics as bit malu @ shy lah. Too many people around, especially the big bosses.
Walking to the car.
Granny : Taking pictures again ah?
Wena : Yeah lor! Can seldom find these malu-malu (shy-shy) plants anymore lah!
Granny : This one, flowers can be eaten lah.
Wena : Eh! Seriously ah? No sap meh? Always got white sap one.
Granny : They goreng (fry) flower. Anyway, me going to coffee shop to use toilet lah! Cannot tahan!
Wena : Cheh! How come didn’t use in the house one lah!
Granny : That time no rasa (feel) one!
Anyone knows how the purple flowers are cook? There were no flowers blooming when I took the picture.
So, waited for Granny. Another collegue parked his car nearby, saw me taking pictures as usual. Asked me to take a picture of his family by the beah, so I did. The backdrop was the sea at high-tide. The tide comes right up to the parking area.
Again, no justice to the picture. It was a glaringly bright day so was very hard to take pictures of the sky. This is Santubong Mountain. Legend has it, it is actually a goddess lying down. Can’t see the shape from this angle but believe me, it’s a beautiful sight to behold and just awesome.
Granny : Eh! That old man at coffee shop remembers me lah! Ask me whether I’m Cyril’s mother (my uncle).
Wena : Wah! When was the last time u were here lah?
Granny : Years ago.
Wena : You must have made a BIG impression on him lah. *BIG GRIN*
Granny : Choi! (Yeah right!)
My uncle goes down to Santubong almost every Sunday to fish. After that, he and his pal, Sydney, then takes a tea break at the old coffee shop shown in the picture.
That’s all for tonite! Ciao!