Mamak Restaurant![]() Authentic Malaysian food is hard to find in Australia, the land where any fool can throw noodles and vegetables into coconut milk soup and call it a laksa (and they all do). This weekend we stumbled on a cheap and cheerful place in Sydney called Mamak which serves fresh roti canai, satay and very passable real Malaysian food. We walked past it on Goulburn Street in Haymarket near Darling Harbour. A couple of dough boys make the roti out the front of the shop, stretching the roti dough out until it's tissue-thin and elastic and whirling it in the air. The place is very popular - the queue stretches out the door the entire hour and a half we spend at our meal - and it attracts a fair number of Malaysians. There are a suitably wide variety of roti options on offer, just like at home - from a strange Westernized roti and ice cream dessert dish to the full murtabak (a meat, onion and cabbage casserole wrapped in a roti parcel). We get carried away and order a number of dishes for TK to try out. There is a beef murtabak, a dish of ayam goreng (Malay fried chicken), nasi lemak and a roti telur. There are even traditional hawker drinks, frothy sweet teh tarik (milky tea poured from a great height to create foam) and iced coffees. The murtabak ($10.50) is suitably meaty, the beef garlanded in onions and cabbage. The slight sweetness of the flaky light roti counterbalances the hearty beef filling and even TK, who hates vegetables, is happy with the onions and shredded fried cabbage. He loves the fried chicken($12 for four pieces), which is a deep dark red-brown with tender white meat below. The nasi lemak ($7.50) is a traditional peasant dish, a mound of creamy rice cooked in coconut milk surrounded by fried peanuts, tiny crunchy sardine-like fish, and a (sadly very mild) jammy sambal. Chunks of cucumber and a boiled egg add interest. It's not great, but it's the real deal. And the roti telur ($6.50) is light and flaky but filled with tender fried egg. For dessert we have ais kacang ($5) - a glass bowl of shaved ice coloured bright pink with rose syrup, and made sweet with condensed milk and palm syrup. Hidden within the cold syrupy depths are squares of delicate grass jelly, crunchy corn kernels and red beans. It's a bit too sweet because it lacks the plan flavours of kidney bean and the corn is creamed (and hence sugared) but it's not a bad approximation. Mamak started out as a stall at Chinatown's Friday night markets and opened as a restaurant in 2007. They keep good Malaysian hours, staying open till 2am on Friday and Saturday nights and feeding customers seven days and nights a week. They are so popular they're outgrowing the current Goulburn St shop and are expanding next door which will hopefully allow them to cut the queues of faithful. Malaysian food is hard to recreate properly - the mingled Malay, Indian, Chinese and Eurasian cuisines mean each dish requires knowledge of specialised techniques or a new food culture. Mamak (quite sensibly) limits itself to a menu which focuses on roti and dishes from Malaysian Indian and Malay cuisine. The rotis are churned out at the front while the curries and chillied vegetables dishes come out from the kitchen quickly and efficiently. I'm already planning my next excuse to go to Sydney. Mamak Restaurant 15 Goulburn St, Haymarket Food: 4/5 Value for Money: 2/5 Service: 3/5 Lomo Saltado
This is a great little South American dish that caters to both TK's love of chips and meat and my love of rice.
1 lb sirloin or tenderloin, cut into bite size pieces 1 small onion, cut into strips 1 large tomato, cut into strips 1 large hot pepper, seeded and cut into strips salt pepper 2 cloves garlic, chopped 1/4 cup dry red wine 2 tablespoon lime juice 1/4 cup chopped coriander Place the cut meat in a bowl or dish, and season it with salt, pepper, a little bit of olive oil, lime juice, and chopped garlic. Let marinate for at least 20 minutes. Sauté meat over high heat for a few minutes until meat is no longer pink. Lower temperature to medium and add first the onion. Cook, stirring for 1 minute and then stir in the tomatoes and peppers. Cook until the onions are tender. Add the red wine and the cilantro. Cook for one more minute. Serve with white rice. Scientists Discover True Love - Rest of Us Discover Smug Married Trolls The article I've just posted is from the Times website and is really quite an interesting science piece. It outlines research which shows that 10 per cent of couples are able to maintain the heady chemical cocktail of first love right through their relationships. These people have mental "love maps'' similar to animals which mate for life, prompting the researchers to nickname them "swans''. The story is below - and it makes a good read. But what is really hilarious is not so much the research itself as the online comments it attracts from readers. Although some readers are sceptical of the findings and a few write that they hope to be lucky in love, the majority have used the article as a springboard for an orgy of lovestruck gloating. Two-thirds of readers loudly insist they are among the lucky 10 per cent who can maintain true love. In the rush to assert membership in this exclusive club, some don't even manage to finish reading the article. "We've been married 27 years and it's better than ever! We're definitely swans,'' coos Luisa from Chicago. "All it takes to get him going is me walking around the house in my pjs. I didn't know we were that unique,'' Danielle from Dallas says. Now she does know, her friends will probably never hear the end of it. "We have many envious friends whom don't have the same passion in their lives,'' some wanker from Cape Coral blares. Pete from Hanoi kindly informs us that "she gets goose bumps when we kiss and I get butterflies in my stomach when I see her picture''. There's something rumbling in our stomachs too, Pete, and it ain't butterflies. Meanwhile Franziska from Sevenoaks is outraged to hear that for most people the chemical tide of love ebbs after 10 years. "I still get butterflies when I see my boyfriend - and we've been together more than 10 years,'' she says before signing off with a pointed, "Oh, and it's mutual.'' Thank goodness then for Tom from San Francisco, who administers the coup de gras - "I didn't quite care for my spouse when we first met, and to this day I have yet to care for her very much. I never knew this was true love.'' What is the bet these people don't even have partners? (Except for Tom, who is clearly in a committed relationship). "Wow, you've found the part of the internet with smug married trolls,'' remarked TK, causing my heart to leap and a frisson of electric desire to race through my quivering body. "Serves you right for reading a paper that's full of smug mugs.'' The Article and the Smug Married Comments are here.
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