It was rectified today. Faulty ‘sim card’ was the culprit. For all the waiting and anxiety of not being near the favorite tool, you are slapped with RM 5.00 in exchange for a new card.
With that introduction over, what’s this about the cat? No, I did not see a cat crossing my path on the way to the office today. What I did was magnetic enough to pull me along. It meant following the thing through the morning traffic. Luck was with me because I ended catching up with it though it was out of sight for a while.
This is what I saw from the car windscreen. Don’t ask how I manage to snap the picture while driving?
He was earnest and focused where he was heading. I could guess there were two places he was moving for. But which one! At one point the road would split, because the other one was at another part of the city. He would make for the nearest if he wanted to get the best of it all. I was right spot on.
By the time, I could find a parking space he had disappeared among the market place. First I saw his vehicle minus several bundles of the delicacies he was carting. Where could he disappear to? Glancing around I saw him minus his jacket doing what he had come for. His merchandise was already attracting the crowd. No time to arrange them on table or counter. It was convenient where they stood. He had sold his first bunch of the exotic ‘fruit’. I guess you could call ‘buah petai’ a fruit too, since you can take it raw or cooked in the styles you desire most.
I approached him. Pak Din as he called himself intimidated that he had rushed from Perik near Jitra to reach this weekly market day. His bunches of fresh ‘petai’ would certainly be a hot cake; clamored by Malays, Chinese and Indians alike. Selling for RM1.00 per stalk Pak Din could easily reap a good profit. He was condescending enough to allow me take a photo of him and also whispered his cost.
I had followed Pak Din all the way; intrigued by the load he was carrying and pulled by the exotic ‘buah petai’ which invariably would lull everyone to its gastronomic delight if prepared by the best of our home chefs. Foremost I was fronted with other ‘sweeties’ that helped to make home-cooked food the delight of us all. I am not surprised that many youngsters and big city dwellers too would be playing the guessing game when asked to identify and more still explain how these particular items are eaten or used.
Have a try at identifying the following items. I believed I had a field day today starting with following Pak Din to the ‘pasar minggu’ and discovering once again some of the ingredients that give flavor to our dishes. I am glad the chase after the elusive Pak Din had taken me to Kampong Berjaya Week Day Market.
Now how many of the greens do you recognize and have tasted? Isn't about time you visit the 'Pasar Minggu' and cart some of the items home and surprise the lady at home. Believe me you will be glad to be around the market place and the lady at home will get a shock of her life. By lunch time you the family would have a taste of 'ubi telur masak ikan haruan'. Pak Haji Kasa told me it is really 'best'.
Now this is exciting. What concoction is this? What is it called? Dark, long fruity thing. Excuse me for saying it out. Its content tastes good like sweets but oooh! the name. Ever wonder why it is called " Buah K---- Mamak"? Susah hendak cari. Kalau isteri mengidam hang hendak cari dimana?
Pak Hj Kasa was at his own space. He tells me this is 'ubi telor' which he plants at his own plot near Jerlun. He and several friends around him conformed curry cooked with 'ikan darat' and ubi telur would be sooooo delicious. I have to try it out.
Recognize this. The next time your partner requests you to get 'LENGKUAS' for the rendang go for this. It adds flavor to the 'rendang' which you take with 'ketupat' or 'lemang'
'Belimbing, kucai' and ' nangka muda' all add up to the ingredients for a perfect dish at lunch time.
Ever since cigarette came into the business world the 'buah pinang' dropped its value. Yet I can still remember how the beetle nuts provided me pocket money. I would use a long pole to bring down the nuts and sold them at a sandry shop nearby. The cash would pay for comic books and tickets at the cinema hall.
Next it is the ulum that we go for. Can you name them as they are from right to left? Bunga Kantan, Kangkong, a whole bunch of Pucuk Paku Rawan ( my favorite ulum taken with sambal) and other leafy items ingredients for 'Laksa' in the background. Pucuk Paku Rawan grows wild in the padi-fields.
Last but no mean least the inevitable 'Daun Pisang' the perennial wrappers. Imagine 'lepat pisang, nasi lemak, pulut udang' without 'daun pisang' as their 'dakapan' or their precious wrappings. Think of nasi lemak your mother sent along with you when you first enter primary school decades ago! Yes dibungkus dengan daun pisang dan aromanya cukup harum .