Posts Tagged ‘fried chicken’
Okay foodies, that’s enough lollygagging.
I’m back to blogging with 14 days of posts teed up for you. We have a lot of catching up to do.
We’ll wrap things up in Sydney, make a quick stop in the Philippines, take a break in Singapore, head Stateside, then head back home to the shores of the Lion City. Got all that? Let’s do it!
Sometimes my friends are so mean.
Here I am. Living in Singapore. Traveling many hours to meet up with them in Sydney. Guess what they want to eat when we get there? Roti.
Ugh do they hate me or something? I live in, like, roti central and it’s, like, 2 bucks here. Why would I go all the way to Sydney and eat roti? I should be eating kangaroo or emu or something.
When we first swung by the line was too long and our hunger too eager so we ended up elsewhere (no kangaroo or emu, more Asian food but that’s a story for another day). On one of the days I simply gave in and agreed to trying Mamak for lunch.
Admittedly, the place does have a lure. There’s big window where you can see the rotis being stretched and pounded and otherwise tortured. That combined with the smell of clarified butter is a potent siren song.
Okay Mamak, let’s see what this wannabe Singaporean has to say about you.
I’ve been saving the best for last.
The Night Market was my first meal in Taipei. After the giddiness of seeing my MV buds simmered down we MRTed it to Shilin in the drizzle to partake in one of Taipei’s best traditions. There’s also a story here of Jeff forgetting his Blackberry and harassing an unsuspecting security guard to check his email but that’s less interesting.
There are heaps and heaps of good food at the Night Market. Come hungry. This is NOT snacktime.
Our first victim: oyster pancake.
Egg with crispy edges = good, bits of green onion = good, oysters = good, gelatinous clumps of unknown origin = weird but palatable. I *think* it’s some concoction of rice flour. But why?
Follow the crowd. Hop into the long line in front of “Large Fried Chicken” (real name) and be rewarded with obvs genetically enhanced fried chicken.
Too bad there’s no size context on this because it is HUGE. I had to hold the thing with both hands. It has a familiar five spicy taste (reminds me of the pork chop at DTF). We asked for it spicy so there’s a bit of a bite thanks to that sprinkling of red stuff. Julia and I shared this and couldn’t finish. I lovingly refer to this as 8 chickens since it’s about the size of 8 chickens. The crowd does not lie.
Jeff disappeared while me, Julia, Ellen, and Kim lined up for big chicken. He returned with two servings of dumplings swimming in peanut sauce. This was an unlikely favorite of mine. It’s the peanut sauce that’s the winner here. It’s more salty than sweet with a bit of heat at the end. Reminds me of good satay sauce.
We strolled down several streets with Jess and Jeff leading the charge and stopping periodically when they came across their faves. This stall served baos with meatballs.
This was just alright for me. Tastes how it looks. Meatball with bao dough all around. Bonus points for being piping hot.
Turn the corner into another line of street stalls. They are big on sausage in Taiwan. Lots of street stalls with an astounding variety of sausage. Impressive.
The bestest stall of them all – scallion pancakes. I could probably eat these nonstop for several days. In Taiwan they are made even more delicious by a plethora of sauces – bbq, curry, etc and the option of adding eggs and/or bacon. The cakes come out flaky, buttery, and piping hot. My mouth is watering just thinking about them. After Julia and I were left hangin’ by the toilet restaurant we stuffed ourselves with scallion pancakes. OMNOMNOMNOM.
This vendor makes itty bitty mochi balls filled with red bean and rolled in ground peanuts. Pretty cool to see her doing her thing. Also pretty cool how easy it is to procure mochi desserts in Asia.
Alright. What we’ve all been waiting for. Stinky tofu. You can smell it from a mile away. My nose wrinkles just looking at this next picture.
So. I tried it. I didn’t spit it out. The verdict? It tastes like it smells.
So concludes our jaunt through Taipei. Not bad for 4 days, right? I’m ashamed to say I did not have boba (tapioca balls in the milk ice dessert kinda counts though) or thick toast. Who’s up for Taipei Round 2?
I treated our party of 10 to lunch at Fortune (Hong Kong) Seafood Restaurant in Malolos, Bulacan during our stay. Located on a business strip right off of the MacArthur Highway it is sandwiched between a couple of larger, flashier chain restaurants. Fortune touts itself as being one of those ‘forreal’ Chinese joints. I’m not Chinese so I can’t tell you how authentic it is, but for what it’s worth the meal was pretty darn good. Instead of pouring over the menu we ordered a family meal that set me back about USD 60.
I have always found it interesting that the McDonald’s menu changes to cater to local tastes. Different countries, different meals, different tastes, same brand. McDonald’s is lovingly referred to as ‘McDo’ (accent on the Do). The menu includes stuff like the usual BigMac and chicken nuggets but also has Chicken McDo, Burger McDo (sweeter than a regular hamburger, I think it’s made with pork), McSpaghetti, and taro pie.
There is a Max’s Restaurant in San Francisco but if you ask anybody who is anybody they will tell you that it’s not as good as the original restos in the Philippines. This particular meal came after a mondo shopping expedition to the Mall of Asia in Pasay. Built on reclaimed land, it is the sixth largest mall in the world. Even for the seasoned shopper like myself, it was a bit overwhelming. Anywho, back to the food.
We ordered one of the family meals that is enough for 10 people and costs about P3,000. That’s roughly USD 66 depending on the exchange rate. Not bad at all if you are feeding 10 people. Here’s what you get: