10. Chow Kuey Teow: A Rare Disappointment

(A disclaimer: taste is highly subjective and, full disclosure, Chow Kuey Teow is not one of my favourite dishes, no matter where it is from...)

My date and I arrive for a late lunch and the place is packed. We manage to squeeze ourselves into the little table by the ducks. While I wait for my meal I move aside the tree blocking part of the menu and take a gander. Dry noodle soups - oodles of them. I am going to be eating a lot of BBQ meat in the upcoming month! After a little wait our meals arrive. A pile of pork, and noodles as fat as my ass. The pork is the standard BBQ. Its sanguine shade is cheerful: it is hard to be miserable when you have a delicious dead animal in front of you. There is a hint of sweetness, slightly tough to the bite. As usual it is not the moistest of meats, but is tasty. The noodles are chewy, dark brown and appear to be seasoned with soy. There are a lot of them. Slivers of fried egg pick up the salty seasoning and are the star of the show.

I fight my way through the pile on the platter. To be brutally honest, they are rather bland. Unlike many KC offerings, I struggle to finish them, my olfactory attention wanders and I look jealously at my companion's meal (Number 14: Honey Ribs), overcome with pangs of food-envy. While it is perfectly edible (and a modest $13.50 for a mountain of food), and I have had much, much worse, it is a rare disappointment from an otherwise stellar establishment. Would I order it again? No. I would much rather have the Mee Goreng.

And with that I come to the end of the Malaysian munchies. Next: noodle soups and more BBQ meat!