There are some to whom the window below would be a terrifying sight.
I can’t deny I prefer my food to remind me a little less of its origins, given that I suffer from survivor’s guilt and feel that my potential vegetarianism is largely postponed due to cultural acceptability twinned with selfish greed.
That said, I’m afraid that despite my occasional wrestling with my conscience, what I ultimately take away from seeing such a window is the anticipation of something delicious to eat.
I’m going to have to put another pound in my imaginary “blog fail” jar. Perhaps even two, as with supreme skill and despite having eaten them more than once, there were no photos taken of two Malaysian legends: nasi lemak and char kway teow.
I was sorely tempted not to mention the fact and to sweep it all under the table, moving on to the next post while whistling softly to myself. However as both these dishes are delicious, I just couldn’t do it.
After a few days in Kuala Lumpur we took a coach to Penang.
We’d booked a hotel on the edge of the part of George Town which is a UNESCO World Heritage Site. A short walk away was the New World Park (Jalan Burma), home to a food court and a number of restaurants including Passions of Kerala, which specialises in banana leaf cuisine.