I have never been a fan of pan mien or handmade noodles. I remember some colleagues of mine were raving over the ones at a stall in town and I went to try…but I thought it was all right – nothing to shout or get excited about or at least, that was the case from my point of view. I remember going all the way here for the pan mien but again, although it was pretty good, it did not really turn me on.
However, I went back to the stall where I had the hay/har mee sometime ago to try their pan mien. I asked for the soup version (RM3.80) as I was told that it would be hand-torn, not cut with a knife or whatever and that’s how my NZ friend’s hubby, likes it…
I must say that it did not look very alluring or enticing owing to the fact that it lacked colour but when I tasted it, I found that the soup was really very nice…but then again, I always have this soft spot of nice clear soup.
This is where the lady makes the pan mien…
…She used the roller to flatten the dough and then tore them into pieces to cook. I wanted to take a photograph of her in action but by the time I took out my camera, she was already done. Tsk! Tsk!
I was wondering why there wasn’t any fried ikan bilis (dried anchovies) in the noodles but later, I discovered them all buried underneath the noodles and the other ingredients…
Personally, I thought it was just all right. I did not quite like the noodles as I thought they were a bit hard like pek koi, not limp and soft like kway teow…and I did not like the cangkuk manis either as they were served whole and not torn or shredded so that made it quite hard to chew. All things considered, I think I would still go for the hay/har mee…