Rating: 6 / 10
My experience at NR Sweets was definitely clouded by an unspeakable horror that does not reflect on the restaurant itself. As I sat in the corner, pummeled by an overactive fan, sipping my sweet chai and waiting for a delicious masala dosa to strenghten my resolve, a group of Chinese tourists sitting opposite me discover that their little baby had made a deposit.
Rating: 8 / 10
It is tantamount to criminality if you spend more than a few days in Georgetown and do not hit up Kapitan. Sure, you might think visitors to Malaysia should be eating "Malay" food, but then you'd be sadly misinformed. This great country has three distinct ethnicities making up the numbers: Malay, Chinese and Indian. Of that Indian minority, the families that made it over surely didn't leave all the best cooks at home.
Rating: 8 / 10
To be honest, the proud engravings of NO MSG on a menu, does little to impress me. I am not one of those paranoid androids who shudders at the thought of ingesting Ajinomoto, riddled with the anxieties bestowed on them by a million sceptics. If it tastes good, i'll eat it, I don't care what's in it. Bottom line
Having made my position sufficiently clear, I'll get back to what's important: Laksa.
Rating: 9 / 10
You could wax lyrical all week about the obscenely tasty food at Tajuddin Hussain. The lively Nasi Kandar place located just a whimper from the main parade of Indian restaurants on Penang Road, yet holding it's own level of intrigue with perpetually crammed tables. From the moment the steel shutters are removed, the crowds pile in almost like they're fleeing the streets behind them, clawing at tables and battering the waiters with a fluid line of orders.
Rating: 9 / 10
"Wok kiss", a word I was unaware of before my safari into the wilderness of Kuey Tiao begun some years back. Having been a fan of the simple dish, and it's distant cousins (Pad See Ew in Thailand), I had a rather triumphant plate of it at the Lot 10 Hutong in KL, ironically called Penang Famous. Subsequently spending over 6 weeks in Georgetown, and suffering through a couple mediocre versions, I attempted to try the O.G. to see what all the fuss was about.
Rating: 7 / 10
Much like the Dharma Realm Guan Yin Sagely Monastery in Kuala Lumpur, this Hindu Temple of the Arts serves up buffet lunches for the religious, and the thrifty. Secluded in a backyard beset with statues of various holinesses, the place indeedly offers lunch in peaceful surrounds.
Rating: 5 / 10
Unabashedly worshipping of the late Bourdains burrowing through markets and stalls of the earth, gleaning smiles and handshakes from locals, bleary eyed with the best of them come midnight, and up early to slam coffee's and suck on cigarettes like Trumps death depended on it, I try to hunt down his favourite places everywhere I go. Today's victim was Pasar Air Itam's Laksa.
With weakening resolve I try to circumnavigate the treacherous pitfalls of places like Love Lane. Alleyways pumping out soulless music to tourists with as much personality as a ball bearing. Vacuous throngs of backpackers chugging discounted beers and screaming over the cacaphony with tales of their amazing 2 weeks in India (that changed their lives).
"Sadness is tempered by umami, grief by the motion of slurping, hope restored in the ladling of glistening, fatty broth"