Friday, September 23, 2016

The Blessings of Borobudur


There’s a Borobudur
You do not know
There’s a Borobudur
You may never know
For the words you read
Are not your experience
And the pictures you see
Are not your visions
The praises your hear
Are not your sounds
So my dear,
If the place calls you
Give it a visit
For a sight of pilgrimage
Deserves all the reverence
A sight of grand marvel
Deserves all the awe
But Borobudur is different
In all the respects
It calls you to enter
Your very own world
Layers of unwrapping
Peeling of the dead skins
You call it an architectural endeavour?
I call it a Blessing

Watch out for this space to know more about my trip to Yogyakarta, Indonesia:)

Thursday, September 8, 2016

Tasting Satay in Malaysia

Its’s been a while here in Malaysia and one of the recommended foods one oughts to taste includes barbecued Satay. My love shared that he had had Broccoli once and it tasted good. Today, instead of eating the conventional home cooked food we decided to have the satay for dinner.
This man, near our place has a huge truck loaded with ice and lots of satays he offers. Right from the usual chicken and lamb which he has assembled with onions and capsicum ( a bit Indian style tikka) he also has tofu, mushrooms, broccoli, fish balls, octopus, eel, prawns and perhaps everything the sea food lovers can think of.
How he makes it:

The satays are picked by you from the shelf, there are two hot pots where water boils. In case you wish to steam your satay, you let the stick boil your food for a while, after which there are a variety of sauces to accompany your meat. The sauce which I especially liked was chilly garlic sauce ( akin to the one served with momos in India, but its much lighter version!).
The kind of satays we had were coated with cornflour, fried and then barbecued, leaving a beautiful crispy coating with a smoky flavour on the mushrooms, broccoli and the chicken we had. He then sprinkles them with red chilli powder, hands the stick to you, ready to be digged in.
One thing which I found amiss in the satay was salt. Coming from Delhi, which is the home of exotic chicken and paneer tikkas with beautifully marinated pieces, this perhaps seems like a feeble attempt ( of course we know it’s not an attempt, Malaysians and many foreigners love satays!) to the Indian standards. You do know I’m kidding here right! ? I’m trying to sound like the food critics. Bwaahaha!!:D

Coming soon…my rendezvous with Malaysia’s national dish Nasi Lemak



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