Across the river…

Philip would use a tambang (boat ferry) to cross the river from the city centre…

…every year to come to this place…

…which is located right across the road from the jetty once you disembark from the boat. This year, with me in tow, he drove all the way there, crossing the river via the Satok Bridge.

It looks like it has become a major tourist attraction now…

…and is quite a favourite among the locals as well.

You will have to take off your shoes as you enter…

…and are free to browse around the place looking at all the cakes on the shelves.

They certainly are very creative in naming their cakes, I must say. This is the name of a Malay movie…

…which had a hit with its theme song sung by a guy from Kuching and a lady singer…and I am sure everyone is all too familiar with this very popular and addictive online game…

Oops!!! I remember how I used to pound on the students for this spelling error…

“Sup apa? Sup kambing? Sup power?” I would scream into their ears, not that it helped one bit and I would see that same error again and again and again. Sigh!!!

They have the sisik ikan too…

…but I tried their sample and personally, I think the one we can get in Sibu is not as dry and much nicer.

They have samples for everyone to try…

…and I thought their Lumut and Cadbury were pretty good. I was wishing though that those who had tried would be considerate enough to cover the cake trays with the lids as I did see some flies fluttering around at that point in time…or perhaps the workers could be vigilant enough to do that once somebody was through.

Philip did not want to buy what he wanted right there and then and chose to go back to the place again the next morning before we left town. On the way back to the city, he spotted this stall…

…by the roadside selling durians…

…and being a true-blue lover of the fruit, he simply had to get one to enjoy…

No, this wasn’t 3 for RM10 – those would be the small ones by the side. In fact, he paid RM8.00 for what we had…and I also had a few seeds just in case even though I am not really a fan of the fruit.

On the way back to the hotel, we drove down Jalan Haji Taha to this place for some nice cold dessert – it certainly was a hot day that day and I thought that would be a welcome relief. The last time I was there, I went to the shop and I remember somebody saying that what I had would be nicer if I had gone to the stall at their house, some 100 metres to the right. That was what I did this time around…

They had just washed the premises, obviously, so it was nice and clean.

We placed our orders and the guys got to work right away…

…and we did not have to wait long before we were served. Probably it was mid-afternoon on a working day so there was nobody else other than us but while we were there, a few other customers also came by.

I had their ang tao peng (iced red bean)…

…and I wouldn’t know if it was because we were feeling really hot and thirsty but what I had…

…was so very nice, a lot nicer than what I had at the shop on my previous visit.

After that very refreshing break, we headed back to the hotel to rest, only to emerge again when it was time for dinner.