I’m gonna take a break from the Cameron posts to bring you news of my recent day-trip to Malacca on Wednesday.
Yeah, fresh from the road-trip to Cameron, I was ready for more fun on the road.
The first place we stopped at was Jonker Street for some Nyonya Asam Laksa goodness, and boy, we were not disappointed.
In short, the Nyonya Asam Laksa was to die for. It was not too spicy with a tinge of sweet and sour delight, a perfect start to an ultimately fruity food-y day!
After walking around Jonker and buying absolutely nothing, we ended up having some authentic Nyonya Cendul Melaka.
Personally, I don’t really like cendul; I seem to have something against food with coconut, but I gave this cendul a try nonetheless. In the six scoops I had before discarding the bowl to Zhen Long, I can say that this shop’s cendul tastes like caramel, something which I also do not take =p
We also took a walk down Sejarah textbook memory lane.
The Dutch houses, the A Famosa fort, as well as the rest of the Dutch and Portuguese heritage buildings were spell-binding, and it almost felt like we were back in Miss Chang’s classroom.
Next, we went shopping at the Pahlawan mall for a couple of hours. After that, we met up with one of Melvin and Zhen Long’s friends at the satay celup place.
It was my first time having satay celup though I am surprised this restaurant even calls it that since they don’t have any satay, they just have the celup.
As you can see, I was not thrilled with the satay selection.
Instead of the conventional chicken, beef or lamb satay, I had crabstick on a stick! But the crabstick on a stick turned out to be really really delicious and satisfying. Yum!
We then drove over to Taman Bunga Raya to locate Malacca’s best fried egg with oyster!
Yeah, we were a bit early as the uncle and auntie were just setting up, but after an excruciating half an hour, we got our famous fried egg with oyster.
Truth be told, while it was undeniably tasty, the dish pales in comparison to the one we had in Penang last year.
After that, we ended up in a back alley where Malacca’s alleged best seafood could be found.
The la la was awesome; it tasted fresh, and the chilly peanut sauce complemented it extremely well although the rest claimed that the la la was just normal.
The last stop of the day was to get putu piring which Huey May was craving about throughout the day.
Again, I took a bite, but seriously, coconut?
As we left the historical state of Malacca in our wake, we looked over the horizon with hope, disdain, dread, optimism and uncertainty with visions of our different campuses across three continents growing stronger as our holidays crept closer and closer to its end.