Glad you came…

A cousin of mine in Kuching and her hubby drove to Sibu on the first day of Hari Raya, arriving in town at around 2.00 p.m. Being a public holiday and at that time in the afternoon some more, most eateries were closed already but anyway, I took her here because she wanted to try THE burger that I had featured many times in my previous posts and got her drooling all over…and luckily, it was open for business the whole day. Her hubby had their fried chicken while my missus had their mee mamak which was actually very nice. I wouldn’t mind having that the next time I drop by.

I tried their baked spaghetti bolognese with meatballs – it was very nice too but the serving was very big and there was too much spaghetti and towards the end, I was actually struggling to finish it and was not really enjoying it anymore. They should reduce the amount of the pasta and give an extra meatball or two instead.

Unfortunately, in my rush to go and pick them, I forgot to bring along my camera so I did not take any photographs of what we had. I guess I will just have to go back there again one of these days and hopefully, I will remember the next time around. Tsk! Tsk!

Well, she brought me a few things from Kuching and among them were these two bottles of peanut butter…

Black Cat peanut butter

When I was small during the time when we were still under British rule, the nicest and more affordable peanut butter was the Pied Piper brand – imported from South Africa. I remember how when we opened a brand new jar, there would be a layer of oil on top and my father would use a chopstick to stir it and mix it altogether before we could eat it. Unfortunately, South Africa came under Apartheid rule and due to the trade sanctions, the import of anything from there was banned…and that was the last we saw of the Pied Piper peanut butter from South Africa.

Since then, we had to buy the getting-to-be-more-and-more expensive Planter’s or Ligo from the US or make do with our not-so-nice local brands. Then, my relatives in Kuching stumbled upon this Black Cat peanut butter – made in South Africa and since she was coming to Sibu, my cousin bought me two – one smooth and creamy and the other crunchy. I tried a bit of the crunchy on cream crackers and I must say it was really very nice.

Unfortunately, I had a wedding reception to attend that night so we only managed to go out for dinner the following night at this very popular place in town. We had one of their signature dishes – the cincaluk (fermented shrimps) fried rice (RM10.00)…

Cafe2 cincaluk fried rice

My cousin tried a spoonful of it and exclaimed, “Hmmmm…ho chiak (delicious)!” The Indian chicken masala (RM18.oo) that we had…

Cafe2 Indian chicken masala

…got the same response and we all loved the sambal ladies’ fingers (RM18.00)…

Cafe2 sambal ladies fingers

It was perfectly done – very nice with lots of sambal hay bee (dried prawns) and I must say that they did it superbly well – just as nice as my missus’ or perhaps I should say that my missus’ is a little bit better – just a little bit. LOL!!!

The butter soft shell crab was expensive (RM30.00)…

Cafe2 butter soft shell crabs

…and a disappointment. Why? For one thing, it was a bit too salty…and for another, it was the same recipe that people would use to cook butter prawns so it tasted more or less like that, nothing sensational.

On the whole, however, I would say that the dinner was great – service was good – cordial and prompt and generally, everyone enjoyed the food. The servings were huge so there was more than enough to go round. However, the place was too dark and that was why I was forced to use the flash when taking the photographs…and it was so very crowded (at least, 90% were females) that night and I do wish that the people would be a little bit more refined and not talk so loudly – making it no better than a coffee shop (or worse). Where ambiance is concerned, I think I would rather go here – where the food is also very nice though the portions may be smaller and the atmosphere in general is so very much more conducive for one’s dining pleasure.

My cousin left for home the very next day so we did not really have much opportunity to go and eat but anyway, I’m glad she came and I do hope that she’ll come again soon…