Nasi Katok in Britain??

Moshi moshi!! I feel so relieved right now coz IM FREE!! Haha.. No more annoying assignments, no more lectures and the best part is: Easter holidays!! Hunting talur tah ku ni nda lama lagi.. Heheh.. Oh, I finally added a tagboard for my blog, try scrolling somewhere lower in the page, ada ia tu palak-palak.. I think i might go to london this weekend, insya allah, and hopefully i'll get back in time for the delivery of my shoes, or trainers as they call it here, from America. Anyways, its been six months since ive arrived in UK and naturally, i miss some of the Bruneian foods that i love to eat (and god knows, I just love to eat!) Last week when we were on the way back from Brunotts, our journey got held up coz some genius thought "Hold on a minnit, ive go' me an excellent oy-dea. Why dont we close a major highway and should save it from wear and tear!! Briliant, innit?" and that caused our journey to be extended from 3 hours to six and a half bloody hours!! The driver had to find a small road that could lead us back to the highway, balik balik he had to as kfor directions. I dont know much about biology of the ass but my bum was almost made flat that day, duduk for almost 6 hours.. Atu kan bisai voluptuous udah.. (Haha! Perasan..) Anyways, all that time gave us the chance to reflect the food we (by "we" i mean Zul, Wafi, Sofi and myself) missed and nasi katok came up. Nasi katok Mata-Mata lah, nasi katok Jangsak lah, nasi katok Restoran Alma lah.. "eeh, awu nyaman tu sana, tapi berminyak", "awu , berminyak, tapi nyaman", "awu, tapi berminyak..". Macam macam perbincangan kami ari atu. So the next morning, i asked Jirin, "apa baik di masak ah?" and his initial answer (as usual) would be "antah ah.." And i smiled a bit and suggested (with repeated raising of the eyebrows) "Mun nasi katok?" and he agreed. So we woke Melo up and and we went grocery shopping. Mula mula kami aga this small greengrocer arah westgate, then we went to the oriental shop nearby. "Bah, apa kan ko bali di sini?" nya si Jirin. "Eh, kau jua bawa aku ke mari!" i said. "Kau jua kata ko kan me mari!!" he blurted. To be honest, i still dont know who bawa who there that day.. (although it did suspiciously feel like Jirin yang bawa..) Once we got all the stuff we need, we went home and I prepared the marinade for the fried chicken. At first, the flour and the eggs dont seem to want to mix and i thought i had done something wrong. Since no one was looking, id figured if i had chucked the whole thing out and start again, no one would know. But i tried mixing them again (kuat kuat!) and they finally did mix.. Hmm, macam arranged marriage.. Mula-mula malu-malu but mun lama-lama udah atu, ok lah dorang.. Next came the question of frying the chicken, baked or deep fried? Since Melo and Jirin knew aku ani health conscious and nda suka minyak, we decided to have a compromise and shallow fry. Then, while we were cooking, datang tia si Erman and Faizah and not long after that, Sofi. Takut ku ayam atu nda cukup so membali tah some chicken di Munchies and everyone was happy. The sambal was very very hot. (Nando's Peri Peri sauce atu cam ayeng mun compare dengan power sambal ku..) Well, nda sengaja lah buat padas cematu coz the chilli extract i used atu cam industrial strength.. Nauzubillah padas nya nyanta! For a while it felt like summer with me sweating buckets. But the main thing was, taisliur kami semua kan makan nasi katok dapat jua di sampaikan walaupun jauh di negara orang pew-tey (and kana puji masakan ku. Yeah, mesti mention.. :p) bak kata pepatah: "perut kenyang, hati pun senang".


Sekian blog saya/peramba/kaola, Wassalam.

Makan dengan tangan beramai-ramai. Itulah cara Brunei. Macam niniku udah style Sofi ah (far right.)
Mun batah udah nda liat atu, yang simple pun buat air liur menitis.. I miss u, nasi katok~!!