One thing that we can not fault Malaysia on so far is the food. There are so many different things to try, most of which have been nothing short of delicious. We have so far sampled the delights of stingray, jellyfish (a bit chewy and served cold. Quite a refreshing taste though), frogs legs (delicious meat, but a little trying to get a decent amount of meat off of them) and last night we had cuttlefish - not the solid type you give to budgies though. We weren't gnawing away at a shell for an hour, sharpening our teeth. It was a meat not dissimilar to squid, and was cooked amazingly in a ginger sauce. I'm drooling a bit thinking about it. The seafood is cheap and you can buy it everywhere because we are so close to the sea, and we yet to have a day without eating it!
This morning though, we endured our first culinary disaster. We set out to a recommended breakfast establishment to sample what the locals tend to eat at this meal, hoping not to be too shocked by what we found.
Unfortunately, we were.
To start with, we struggled to have any sort of conversation with the waiter, and so we agreed to have whatever he thought suitable to serve us. He suggested "Special Noodle Soup", which we thought sounded relatively inoffensive, and so happily went with it.
How wrong we were.
When it came we could see a wide array of items floating in the bowl along with the most obvious ingredient, noodles. We tried what appeared to be the most substantial floating piece first, which turned out to be a heafty chunk of pork - alright so far.
However, as we worked our way through the remaining ambiguos foodstuffs, we discovered exactly what it was we were eating. (At least we think we did - we didn't ask anybody to find out for sure!) It turns out this noodle soup was so special, because no part of the pig used in it's making went to waste - the fat, ears, liver, kidney,and a couple of round things that looked suspiciously like testicles, were all present, awaiting our consumption. I tried to eat all of it, but once I had put one piece of everything in my mouth, I made a decision about which things it was best to avoid - Dan not even being able to stomach an attempt to eat certain items, particularly the aforementioned spherical chunks that looked like pig balls!
It may have been more palatable for lunch or dinner, but first thing in the morning it was almost unbearable, the only saving grace being the many noodles along with the "meat".
We will not be having that again.
Give us toast any day of the week.
(We are off to the jungle tomorrow to Mulu National Park - so this will be the last post for a few days. I hope you can bear to be without my comedy stylings for the time being, if not, why not read over past blogs - they are a riot!)