Street Meat

AS we'd dared to hope, really, really good things happen to meal time in places where three major culinary traditions collide and intermingle.


(above- The street is where ya eat.)

Although there are about a billion different restaurants in KL, we decided to follow our noses and spent the night sampling many a wonderful thing from the street hawkers. We were not disappointed to say the least, and if I forsee any food related problems here, it will be getting plump from too much Duck Fat.

Below, Roasted Duck, and duck consomme, and some rice, anointed in the aforementioned toothsome avian drizzle.

You may be interested to know that this cost only around $3.50.

Below, spicy ginger-chili cockles with surprisingly expensive beer. Sadly, booze here is ubertaxed, and the pictured Tiger cost about 5 large and change. Youch.


Below, grilled wings. We want to discover the secrets of this marinade for future backyard grillings...


NOODLE SOUP! On the left Curry Mee, on the right Prawn Mee.


This cart had a shabu-shabu like set up where you could boil your skewer of choice in different roiling sauces. Didn't have room to try it (yet), but it looks midly dangerous, which is always fun.


The fruit stalls were also too tempting to pass up.


We scored the bell shaped red fruit picture above on the left side, which is called a Rose Apricot. Served with a little salt and pepper, it tasted somewhat like pear.


I'll close on a gratuitous durian shot. Our hotel has a communal fridge bearing only one sign which reads "NO DURIAN!" Strangely, it doesn't smell that awful to me, but then again, I'm only a month out of India.


More food porn to come. Tonight, we visit the Indian night market to hopefully reconnect with some old favorites.