Wednesday, June 17, 2009

At long last

I used to have awesome neighbours and we are like a big happy family. Food are exchanged generously and I know that I can count on them to babysit should the need arised. When we needed to part ways, alot of sentiments were shared and we promised to keep in touch. Then I moved to the "countryside", I missed them badly. Not that I don't have good immediate neighbours but they were so busy and hardly home for us to interact. When I moved back to city living, I was praying so hard that I will get nice neighbours. You see, we are a very sociable family, it is pretty torturing if I can't socialise. Thus it was really comforting to know that my neighbours are friendly and nice but it does take time to warm up and get acquainted. After staying here for half a year, I finally have a chance to sent out an SOS to my neighbour. I needed someone to feed my plants. I was so happy to see my plants still smiling when we got back from the trip. Yesterday, the kids and their mom just got back from a home visit in Penang. We kind of did a gift exchange. A thank you token from Sabah to thank them for watering my plants. She in return, gave me a big portion of steamed bun and told me that it nice to pan fried them with eggs. I politely decline half the portion as I don't know whether my kids will like them. This morning, some one rang our bell and presented this as breakfast. Photobucket I had a nice surprise. She actually pan fried it with eggs and had her daughter delivered to my door this morning. I did as she told and mine was like the picture in the background, pathetic looking. See how hers looks. I am so happy because this indicate a new level of our friendship. When I heard that she is from Penang and told her that I enjoyed Penang laska, she said she will cook it for me the next time. Geesh, being a glutton, I really can't wait for my next treat.
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  1. I thought country folks would be more friendly and easier to communicate with...

    The breakfast looks delicious...what kind of bun were those?

  2. Before I moved there, I had the same thoughts too. Across the road, these two families are of mixed marriages - who are proud and arrogrant and have no kids to break the ice.

    My left and right neighbours are nice people but they are hardly home. :(

  3. I don't really know what type of bun it is. It tasted sweet and yet soft. Might be a giant longevity bun.

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  5. Thanks Ann for dropping by. Please go ahead and link as it is my pleasure.

  6. Hi,

    This is a Hokkien steamed bun called 'Mi Ku' which I think means "rice kuih" (not sure of the translation coz I am not Hokkien).

    It's really a Hokkien mantau that is coloured pink on top.

    It's good to see that you have such great neighbours. Most of the time, my neighbours just nod and smile and then go back into the house.

  7. Thanks Alannia, I do enjoys friendly and warm neighbours. Can't imagine living in closed doors neighbourhood. My last address, our direct neighbour even break his lock so that we can enter his backyard. In fact, our gates were always open till I got a govt agency that intrude into my compound without my permission.

    Thanks for the information on the bun.


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