Now to explain first this is going to be quite tough as I would love to share this experience actually across two blogs. I know most of you know I have family and food blogs running concurrently. Actually I now have three.
I have sort of stopped the old food blog and started afresh at http://www.islifearecipe.com – it is a new template style which I really like, but also MUST caveat is work in progress and absolutely no where near complete even in its structure – I am such a dumb arse at this type of thing, so am as usual heavily reliant on friends. But anyways, that’s how it is – running both foodie blogs at moment until I am happy, and may even retire this one to the new platform too as I really like that, and also I can start sharing video links with you again!
Wow what a flipping ramble. To the point so I am now again writing two blogs family and food, and as a trip to Melacca is sort of 90% food, a lot of this blogs is the same also. You have potential to reads it in two locations – although as I said the old food blog is not yet retired until new is 100% squeaky clean. I trust you as friends, family & followers to give me any honest opinion and advice please.
To the plot…
We did it.
We packed up and escaped smoggy smoggy Singapore at 0830 Saturday am. We were off to Melacca for one night, or 48 hours of clear skies and fresh air – yes even sharing a toilet in one room with Ollie would be cleaner air that Singapore at the moment folks.
Or so we thought…
It was COVERED in bloody smog too – oh sh*t.
Well all the way there on a journey of 300 or so Km’s it looked potentially worse than Singapore, then we finally get to Melacca and its not too bad. But it got worse later in the evening, and was seriously bad on the Sunday morning scuppering all plans of swimming pools and things. But cleared again about midday when we were off to lunch (more to follow), until we left about 1330 and all the way home and then in to Singapore – BOOM clear as a bell (well clear as a dusty bell anyways!).
Were we put off – NO.
Did Mary, me and the kids have fun – YES, REALLY GOOD FUN.
Did we eat well – SHIT YES!
We had a bloody brilliant time, masks and all at times.
Here we go.
We arrive there after driving round and round and round Melacca for an hour or so trying to find our hotel, gradually getting closer every time we stopped to ask directions! Let me explain a little why – in our defence.
- A listed UNESCO World Heritage Site since July 2008 (together with George Town of Penang – yep exactly where Ollie went for his school trip),
- Located on Southern region of the Malay Peninsular next to the Straits of Malacca – now I wonder where it got its name, hmmm,
- 3rd smallest state after Perlis and Penang,
- Very prosperous until those naughty Portuguese came in to power (well conquering it) in 1511, massively removing the power of the Sultans and its very Trade, and then trying to kill the religion by bringing in Catholicism – but because of that there is a Portuguese influence on food and building,
- The Dutch then had a go back in 1641 when kicked out those naughty Portuguese, although not a great deal happened re the trade situation. They stayed though until 1798,
- In 1824 the Union Jack was erected there, yep the Dutch handed over to us from then until something like 1946 the British East India Company was running her,
- She is now part of the Federation of Malaysia with Malaysia’s independence – good on her,
- She is VERY similar to George Town in Penang, Singapore Malay Quarter, in fact most of the Asian shipping ports of it’s time – it’s just great!
- As a foodie this is the GREAT part, she is a mix of approx;
- 57% Malays
- 32% Chinese, including Peranakan
- Kristang (people with Portuguese blood line)
- Dripping with places to visit and hang out;
- St Peter’s Church – Dutch one in 1700’s,
- Fort A Famosa – interesting one this, originally Portuguese construction in 1511, us Brits then said tell you what let’s the blow bugger up as we’re new Sherriff’s in town. This action was stopped by the one and only Sir Stamford Raffles, of course of Singapore fame,
- Tranqerah Mosque – oldest in Malacca,
- Jonker Walk – antique shops and food, oh my goodness food – this is also where they shut the street on a Saturday night and have the night market,
- The list goes on, and on…
I love this picture below for three reasons. But first, we spotted on one of the first stalls in the night market – Nyonya Dumplings. Basically sticky rice surrounding this sort of char siew pork, wrapped in a banana leaf and steamed. These were still warm as the guys had just cooked them at home and put them on his stall.
- I am tucking in to this delicious packet of pork, stick rice, banana leafy thing,
- You cannot see the literally 100’s of people walking towards me (that I can) murmuring under their breath “look at that pretentious twat”,
- I love the guy to the left, again murmuring “what kind of f*cking shirt is that you dick head?”
- Crack egg in to the round hole which is a series of round holes atop a burner,
- Add some sprinkling of something,
- Add some spices of spam and let it cook a while,
- Then in burner with holes number two add some batter and transfer the spam thing from burner with holes number one in to the batter mix as below, and let it cook a while…
One quick food shot.
Mary and I had the Pho – as the menu called it Pho – Vietnamese beef noodle soup with Angus beef from Australia.
I think they shipped the Angus beef from Australia when the UK first colonized it.
Man it was so TOUGH, I am thinking of taking it to Cambodia House Building this year.
That stuff would sustain itself in any storm, it was harder than the hardwood last year we had to hammer through, in fact you could probably not get a nail through it so maybe not a good idea!
But there were a couple of bits of fillet beef in there that were amazing, so once I had removed all the timber like pieces and left the fillet bits this was bloody love Pho. A little lighter than I am used to but still very very good.
Just guys lose that flank steak you use, or tile the flipping roof with it or something.
Final shots for night number 1.
Me with each of my gang.
Love these my darlings!
I don’t know how Amy broke her neck?
I promise I did not drop her!
Whoops one last one from me.
Ollie’s Artsy Fartsy is catching – a lantern on the table with the lights of the river behind.
Ooooh look at me David Bailey!
Why is it famous.
Because of these little beauties.
The word famous Singaporean chicken rice is taken to new levels (sorry Singapore).
The rice is cooked in chicken stock (massive secret what goes in that), rolled to a ball and steamed to these. I tell you not being a massive rice person, I had 5 of these and ordered 16 take away to bring home – absolutely delicious!