Of course I haven't forgotten Macau! This is a tad overdue. But I had so much to write about this wonderful place (Karen may beg to differ) and I didn't know where to start, then I had to be whisked off to Sydney, and then (insert: horrible) New Delhi, then I couldn't find time to really write this post then I... Too much information.
Anywhos... this is not suitable for the weak-willed stomaches. Because I am going to sicken you with pictures of the yummies I had in Macau.
First night in Macau, we were treated to a feast of authentic Portuguese fare at Taipa island (this is where we tarried for the following three nights). The highlight of that dinner was spicy bolognese spaghetti. Our eyes lit up brighter than Christmas lights when the large bowl of pasta was served. (Large as in nearly enough to feed the entire restaurant).
I was very sick that night and the medication must have gone up to my head, temporarily hijacked my ability to think; I actually forgot to snap pictures of food we had that night. Not even one. Damn. -rolls eyes- I did take one picture - of the menu.
The tale of the cockMacau was once a Portuguese colony and until today the country still lingers the memories of the distant past - rooster mascot and street signs in Portuguese. The menu cared to explain why the rooster is chosen as the national mascot of Portugal.
Having lived in Macau for some time, Cristian. our fellow Singaporean colleague knows just the places to bring us to for good authentic food. Not just any ra-ra touristy places, but more like the locals' favourite haunts.
15 minutes walk from his apartment is the famous roadside stall that sells deep fried pork bun. Now, Macau is pretty well known for its pork buns. Just like hamburger - a piece of pork cutlet sandwiched between two halves of a... well, bun. But this one stall is so so so so popular, the locals queue for hours just to lay their hands on the bun. I tell you, it's ala MacDonald's selling Hello Kitty plush toy kinda queue EVERYDAY from 2pm onwards. The bun is only officially for sale at 3pm (on the dot mind you).
So we waited...
And waited...
And the queue gets longer by the nanosecond...The wait is no fun. -chuckles- You really think we would dry ourselves out in the cold wind for a pork bun. Gobshite not! We weren't really in the I-feel-like-wasting-2hours-queuing-for-a-bun mood.
Just right opposite is the (another) well known noodle stall. This is really something I haven't seen before (and I get to rest my arse and don't have to join any queue) - egg noodle with shark's fin .
Now now, anti-shark's fin enthusiasts, don't go biting my arse off. It's like getting the guy next to me to quit eating beef.
Plain noodles with er... abundance of shark's fin and tendons
Shop front plastered with numerous photos of well-known celebrities who's been hereAnyway one bowl of that stuff can easily replaced ten years' worth of lost collagen. I whacked 'em clean.
We all love Japanese cuisine, don't we? -smiles smugly- If I've lost any weight during my spell of bad gastric flu, I think I've gained 'em all back during the dinner at this highly acclaimed Japanese restaurant, a mere 10 minutes walk (again) from Cristian's apartment. This lucky bastard.
The restaurant is open till late. I'm pretty surprised at the owner's choice of location. Right smacked in the neighbourhoods. But I'm more taken aback at the tables occupied, even at that late hour. Maybe business strategies differ from Singapore's. We had a little cubicle to ourselves. I hastily kicked my sneakers off, settled myself on a nice cushion and rested my feet on the nice cool parquet.
Cristian had no qualms about the bill. He would easily finger-point every item on the menu if we had not stopped him. And you know what, I had no qualms posting every picture I took at the restaurant because every one of them is simply gratifying. Best Jap food I ever had. I swear. (Not just because I didn't need to fork a single cent for this.)
Ebi temupra
Grilled Sotong with Teriyaki
Sashimi galore!
Spicy Beef RamenBefore the list gets too long. I'm stopping here. Hah!
There was a night when the temperature dropped to 12 degrees or so. Cristian had this idea of having steamboat. We all seconded to it.
The well-heard-of Mong Kok Steamboat restaurant is (again!) 10 minutes walk from that lucky bastard's apartment.
For the first time, Cristian did seemed a little conscious of the amount of food we ordered. Maybe he's just conscious about the amount and type of food I ordered. Heh. Right. I was pretty over the top for fish maw and skin. They aren't exactly cheap for steamboat, even in Macau. So I restrained myself. =)At Macau Island, I had a hard time containing my growling stomach as The Colleague and I climbed up the countless stairs of Ah Ma Temple in the early hours of the day. "Can we go eat now?" I pleaded.
We ventured into the meandering back alleys and stumbled upon a small cafeteria. I looked through the menu and realised the cafeteria sells Burmese food! How obscure... I have no problems with Burmese food. Temasek Poly used to sell decent Burmese food at the Business block. I had my fair share of take-outs from there. But never did I expect to find Burmese food in Macau (and a well known one too).
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The greatest find of all is the black glutinous soya bean drink. I didn't know what to drink so I asked the server for a recommendation. She confidently replied that I should take their signature home-made drink - black glutinous soya bean drink for it is not sold anywhere else. (Or I think she meant not sold anywhere else in the 100mile radius). The lilac-coloured drink is so tasty that I bought a second bottle before the first one is finished. Hah! I looked around the cafe and saw that almost every table has a bottle of this healthy drink. Cool.
The Colleague and I then took our pig-out selves to Hong Kong where we spent a few hours before checking in at the airport. Even though I had a burger for lunch, I still couldn't resist the sinful temptation of...
Peanut Butter and Milk on a Toast & Red Bean Drink!I find it difficult to stop right here. But anymore, I reckon people are going to label me as a 'pig' or something worse. Heh. So yeah, I picked a few really munch-worthy food so you'd know what to look for if ever you visit Macau.
P.S. You must be wondering what happened to the Portuguese egg tart.
Well, we all already know how divine it is, don't we. =)
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