I was looking back through my blog at older posts and I have realised that I don’t do half so many posts as I used to. I also realised that I don’t post about a lot of the same stuff that I used to. I’m sorry about that. But if you guys want more variety in my posts please let me know. If you’re happy to have updates about my life in Kuantan let me know. If you want a mix of old and new let me know.
So on Friday this happened:
I also had a great night out with some new friends. Then on Saturday I had another great evening with some other new friends. Gosh I’m being vague. Let’s just say that it made up for the fact that I missed out on Australia Day celebrations due to gastrointestinal upset.
There are so many ways to spell Pau using the Roman alphabet. Bao, Pao, Pau, Bau… it’s pronounced somewhere between pow and bow (as in bow wow not bow tie) and I love it. I love it’s pillowy softness and the silky “crust”. I love the different types and the close resemblance they have to my face, all round and white. I love the hot bready first bite before you get to the delicious middle filling. I love nibbling at just the filling before I eat the bun and filling together. I love to savour the deliciousness and stuff my cheeks full of the squishy goodness, like a squirrel preparing for winter. I love that it costs RM1.20 for one of these round puffs of delight. And I love that, if I had to, I could eat them all day everyday!
It’s the holidays here in my home town. I flew back about a week ago and I’ve been busy trying to cram as much home stuff into my time as possible. Among seeing all the old familiar sights in my fair city I’ve also seen some splendid new sights as well! Among those new things was the new TexMex restaurant that’s opened.
KTran, SewingMaster and I stumbled upon Monties Revenge (don’t talk to me about the punctuation, I’m here to talk about food!) when walking to our local Japanese restaurant. Last minute we changed our plans and decided to eat there. I cannot recommend it more highly. I’ll hopefully be going there again before the holiday is over!
Mondays The Mathematician and I go and get lunch from a variety of different places. One of the first places she took me was to Lot 66. Here we had what is now know as the best Chicken Rice in Kuantan. And while the food court is open air and has no air conditioning I am happy to suffer under a fan for this very tasty food. After all I never really remember how hot I was, just that I had good food and good company.