Just realised that Pinky took a photo of the Air Itam assam laksa. You can view it here.
I’d made plans to meet up with Bryan, Peter, Wuan and ReallyBites for dinner. Unfortunately HPC was not able to join us as she had work to do. So she dropped us off at our hotel, not before getting Pinky a crispy Chinese pancake with peanuts and bananas inside, and fried bananas for snacks. By the way, I am still in amazement at how much food we ate when we were in Penang…
We chilled out and slept for a bit, and I took a couple of photos of the sunset.
At about 7.30 pm, Bryan picked us up at our hotel and drove us to Chulia Street. He said that the two things famous there are the curry mee and the wantan mee. So Pinky chose the former, I had the latter.
Pinky’s curry mee. She said it was a bit too oily for her taste
The wantan mee was the BEST I’ve ever had! The noodles tasted so fresh, light and springy! it was too delicious for words! Well, if I had to, here’s my Chulia Street wantan mee poem:
I went to Chulia Street
I had wantan mee
And now I’m fucked
Because
I’ll never be able to look
at wantan mee the same way again.
By the time we had our food, Peter was still nowhere in sight. So Bryan called him up and suggested that we go someplace else for food (our second round, heheh). We reached New Lane and Peter, Wuan and ReallyBites were already there. We passed by this:
It didn’t look all that great until they chop it up to little pieces and add it to porridge
Bryan helped us to order oh jien. He also got us a bowl of pork porridge to share. It had pieces of char siew, and boiled and deep-fried pig’s intestines in it. It was THE MOST AWESOME THING I’D EVER HAD! Have another poem:
I went to New Lane
I had porridge with pig’s intestines
It was too damn good
So I had another bowl
All by myself
And I want more
And more
And more and more and more!
This bowl of porridge is more precious than new-born babies
I really, really miss Penang 🙁
*Click here to view the entire Flickr set for ‘Penang, August 2008’, which includes photos not published here.
🙁 saw the wantan mee and porridge …. now i feel damn hungry 🙁
o.m.g. scratch cameron highlands. lets go to penang again. u better know how to go to those places again!
WOooo jom jom jom lets go
air itam laksa.
I should have warned you.
myth has it that they put tissue paper on the soup to thicken it. I think it is a myth, some people say that they saw it. Regardless, I have not eaten there for more than 10 years.
Just in case you know..
The wantan noodles look DELICIOUS. Musts eat the next time I balik kampung.
Peter, we habis makan that time you only wanna reach. Next time we go makan together lah.
I love the translucent wantan noodles. I can’t seem to find it here. I can practically taste it from the photo. 🙁
hey suan.. So happy to see my favourite hawker stalls to be published here. hehe
Love both the chulia street wan than mee, curry mee and also new lane’s chee cheong chok ( pork’s spare parts porridge)
i can take u to eat the porriadge in salak south, also very good. fatty mok.
pinky: me too 🙁
kim: lolol we can always go to penang what! cameron takes slightly more planning 😛
ky: heh must gps the locations next time
neeshen: hah! i’ve heard the rumours also. i think it’s a myth lah 😛
peter: yeah, wait for you, can eat 3 bowls already
bryan: i want to go also!
HB: it’s different from KL or Johor wantan mee! good different!
ling: z0mg i so envy you, can just go there whenever you like!
LT: oO got deep-fried intestines?
Pindah there lah! I mean you not only get all this poetry-inducing fare all over the place…
You don’t have to give up Starbucks..
The porridge got me interested.
OMFG. I like your first poem, coz I feel just the same. I am so screwed now. Let me go and raid my pathetic empty cabinets for pathetic lame food now. 🙁 🙁
the curry is impressive. looks full of carcinogen….. i luv em…
I WANT TO GO PENANG EAT!!!! 🙁 🙁 🙁 🙁 Hungry adi. 🙁
suertes: true, i could be a poet
simon: it was awesome
whimsicaljottings: hah do you know how to cook wantan mee?? 😛
aeroplane: way too oily lor
FA: heahehae jom!