On the simple joys of being a minority

today is malaysia day in Finsbury Hall.

Morning menu:

Nasik lemak Kota Bharu (rice cooked with coconut milk)

Sambal (that red spicy thing)

Timun potong ala vogue (cucumber cut ala vogue)

Kacang goreng (fried groundnuts)

Ikan bilis (fried anchovies)

Telur rebus (boiled egg)

Telur dadar campur mentega dan mayo (omelette with butter and mayo)

Evening menu:

Roti canai Farid Nazer (how do you explain this in english? i just kn

ow there's a huge amount of oil and butter)

Kari ayam (wishful thinking, it hasn't been cooked yet)

To non-malaysians, this might look a bit exotic.

To Britons, it might look luxurious, a far cry from that bland thing you call 'food' (which i consume everyday, nonetheless).

To health enthusiasts or doctors, you might already be fainting after counting all those calories. (two types of egg?? fried everything??? coconut milk and butter??? *faint*)

To Malaysians, you might be thinking what's so great about something you eat everyday?

But to me, in this strange land with strange cultures and a strange duty, it just feels and smells like home :-)