My Missing Childhood

I had trouble making my mind up on what to have for dinner last night. The kind of food that I had in mind included Satay, Roti Canai, Char Kuey Teow, and either a Big Mac from Son of Donald’s, or a Whopper. In the end, I settled for something that wasn’t on the list: KFC’s Snack Plate and Cheesy Wedges.

Sitting at the KFC outlet with Wifey, I mentioned to her that prior to going abroad to further my studies, I only had less than 5 visits to a KFC outlet (I left Malaysia in 1983, and McDonald’s only came to Malaysia in 1984).

If my memory serves me right, I only had my first roti canai when I was 10. And that was on one of the days the driver (arwah Pakcik Ramli – he passed away from a heart attack after my father’s retirement in 1994) picked me up from school, and we went to this restaurant called Yusof Restaurant along Jalan Masjid India – I think mainly because the waitresses were good looking, more than anything else. I was able to whack like 5 rotis canai in one sitting, something that would be a mammoth of a task for me these days. My personal record remains at 8 rotis canai – when I was in Form Two.

I can’t remember when, during my childhood years, did we ever go out for meals as a family. I mean, just us, as a family, without my father’s friends and their family. I remember when I was 7 or 8, we would frequent the Medan Selera in Section 14 PJ (where the Digital Mall and food court are now), but those trips were always made with family friends. It’s only after my father had retired from the police force, that all of us, go out for meals together…siblings, parents and all. By that time, I already have 2 kids while my elder sister, 3.

I had my first Japanese food when I was 16. And that was at the Federal Hotel. My favourites then were Tempura, Sashimi and Chawanmushi. Nowadays my Japanese menu is much more elaborate.

Well, at least I’m learning to eat lots of stuff I’ve never had, now that I’m married to Wifey.