it was a fine sunday evening, mild and balmy. they took a leisurely drive along the old route to kuala kedah, she and her son q.
they bought some hot steamed corns at the foot of gunung jerai. then they stopped at a stall by the bridge at kota sarang semut, selling lots of Malay kuehs. pulut udang, cucur badak, pulut seri muka, all sorts of kueh talam, curry puffs, qasidah, many different lepats, spicy kacang kuda, onde-onde, numerous bengkangs and many many more....
and the kuehs tasted so good!
the ancient fort, lighthouse, istana at the once great port of kuala kedah have been restored well. there were some vibrations from the past.... she closed her eyes and heard the voices of traders and merchants of yore from near and far, some haggling, some shouting. the sounds of waves as huge ships began to anchor. it was so vibrant. pulsating......
when she opened her eyes, she was by the side of a weary cannon, q snapping a pix of her...
on the way home after the huge bridge she saw a man selling ikan kembung by the road. it was only rm5.00 per kilo!
they bought 2 kilos of the fresh fish which she cooked into curry a few days later. she added wedges of cabbage and tomatoes. it was delicious. the fish was exceedingly tasty and sweet.
but because she hadn't cooked curry for ages, for years in fact, she didn't put santan in it!
so it was a healthy ikan kembung and cabbage curry......
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