On our early arrival to Kuala Lumpur we had many hours to kill before checking into our accommodation to get some sleep. First things first, we needed to have breakfast. Roy and I had talked about how exciting it was going to be to eat roti. Little did I know, you get to watch the light handed shaping of the roti before you eat it. We were lucky to watch with sleepy eyes the technique involved.
Our first breakfast in Malaysia was roti chani, it soon became our only breakfast while we were in Malaysia. At one end of the market we found a small street vendor, only open for breakfast, selling only roti chani and tea. Once he had sold out he was gone.
I still have cravings to it this for breakfast, can some one in Maleny start a street food cart for roti chani? I promise to eat there everyday.
I love how they flip and turn and stretch with such rhythm, seems so easy. I am sure I would not be able to do this, I could give it a go, but the men making the roti seem to have learnt when they were young, and still doing it. Many years of practice.
Sitting in the little ally way, every morning across from us was another stall opening up. He was preparing ducks for roasting, he would pluck, wash, chop then hook them up to hang before cooking. All on the street, the local(stray) cats would come up and pester him to get some of the off cuts from the duck. It was always interesting to watch.
For those of you who have recently seen any TV in Asia and remeber the ad Malysia truly Asia. It always got stuck in my head for days, how about you?