Thursday, July 31, 2008


Roast Pork Shoulder

This was to be our last supper at this place, as there were whispers going 'round that the shutters would be going down for the last time pretty soon.; I have seen the 'For Sale' sign somewhere along Jalan Tuanku Osman.

In true Da Vinci fashion, we were seated in an elongated table, all 15 of us - followers of the Tham Chiak sect. This was a premeditated dinner, reserved a week in advance with the quintessential dishes ordered in advance, with final adjustments made a day before.

Breaded Shrimps

Apart from the Bruchetta and the shrimps tapas, potatoes accompaniment and salad, which were culled from its menu; the rest of the meats were non-standard fare. Fortunately, there were those among us who have had intimate dining rapport with the chef to cajole him to spring such off-the-cuffers; they take a couple of hours gestation period to in the oven, and that's why pre-order was a necessity.

Baked Potatoes & Salad

Due to the size of our party, there was no corkage charge on the wine we brought along. Wish they hadn't served the food so fast, and allow us savor the finger food with the wine before the mains arrived. Strangely on that particular night, customers kept streaming in like never before; probably those whispers had generated into talk of the town. Whatever it was, if they didn't quickly dispose of our order out of the kitchen, there would be a back log once the other order started coming in.

Roast Pork Knuckle

Hence, before we could chowed down on our salad, the knuckle arrived and was carved before us. Then the lamb, followed by the pork shoulder in quick succession. Hardly had time for a breather.

In a town like Sibu, it's not your every day's find of such follies - to some it's pearls before swine.; though they may not the best to be had, but it's like pulling a rabbit out of the hat - not many can pull that off. Sadly, it has come to pass and becomes the annals of historical eats. This place reminds me of a sign posted outside a restaurant along Orange Avenue, CT.: "Come in, or we'll both starve!" Guess, no one is reading the sign here, and discover the treasure trove they have in their own backyard.

Roast Leg Of Lamb

After the last supper, is there gonna be a second coming, you might ask? Well, coming once at such food orgy is good enough... it might seem tame compared to scenes from Monty Python's "Meaning of Life", but good enough for us country bumpkins.

I'm aware of people complaining of its price to the quantity of food served here. Before anyone jumps on the gun of accusing me of being bias, here's my sentiment on food and its cost without any religious overtone...

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late

Words - adapted from the Bible, Book of Ecclesiastes
Music - Pete Seeger

Source: Turn, Turn, Turn By The Byrds


babe_kl said...

Hi kong kay, fancy cooking some noodles for this year's Merdeka Virtual Open House? This year's theme is Mee and My Malaysia. errr goreng cacing arhh this year??? hehehe

Kong-Kay said...

have to put my thinking cap on... tall order!

Anonymous said...

Slurpzzz...the pork knuckles and the leg of lamb!!!...This isn't the time I saw u there a couple of years ago on Father's Day? Last year, I think it was!

I just didn't like the idea of it calling itself an Italian restaurant when the food does not pass as anything continental at all. It's nice...though a bit pricey! Good for special occasions, not everyday dining!

Kong-Kay said...

This wasn't from last year; it was last month before i met you at kokoberry.

babe_kl said...

kong kay, i've put up a poll over the meat thingy. go vote now. thanks.

Dr said...

shiokkkk... pork knuckle!!!!

Kong-Kay said...

hardly have enough to go around... the dogs had a field night later.


As the name implies, it's all about nothing! Kongkaying is like grasping in the air - more like hot air with occasional fartulence. Hopefully, something aromatic will come out of it! If not...

May the Farce be With You!


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