We’ll meet again…

That night, after the dinner, my Singaporean friends went to the pasar malam (night market) AGAIN! Gee!!! They must love the place a lot. However, because it rained heavily earlier in the evening, not all the stalls were open.

The next morning, I went very early at 6.30 a.m. to the hotel to take my friend out for breakfast. He said that he would like to enjoy some more of the nice food in Sibu before going home – they would be flying off later that morning, just before noon. Only one of his friends came along with us – the other one and her daughter chose to go on sleeping till a little later.

I took them to this coffee shop (that opens at 5.30 a.m. every morning) where the grandson of this lady is now manning the stall where she was selling her kampua noodles for years and years. She herself retired for a while but got bored so she went and set up her business at another coffee shop outside the town centre but one thing’s for sure, she is enjoying an equally brisk business there.

Of course, we had the kampua noodles (RM3.00/less than SGD1.20)…

…with a twist – it was served with a few slices of stewed pork belly instead of the usual imitation char siew…and we had the minced meatball soup…

…for RM2.00 (less than SGD0.80) a bowl…

…and both were very good. I particularly loved the very tasty clear soup, a far cry from the bland/tasteless complimentary ones that one would get at all the kampua noodle stalls in town. My friend bought TEN packets of the kampua noodles to bring back to Singapore and he did say that it tasted even nicer when he got back there in the afternoon and his mum loved it a lot! I guess by then, the flavours of all the fragrant ingredients used would have gone into the noodles, that was why.

After that, I drove them to this coffee shop…

…in the vicinity of the Dewan Suarah (Civic Centre) in Sibu for the celebrated dianpianngu special (RM5.00/around SGD1.90). This is the brother of the guy at the original place in town – the one that I did not quite fancy as I am not really into this but I did try a bit of this one and I thought this one here was pretty good…

Then, we went here to buy some kompia for them to take home to Singapore as well before going back to the hotel for them to pack everything and check out.

At the airport, after dropping off their baggage, we stopped by the outlet of our own Sarawak fast food franchise here for their broasted chicken…

…without and with gravy…

…and I insisted that they tried their fish sandwich…

…in a hot dog bun. They said it was nice, nicer than the fish burgers sold elsewhere but I did not think they were really into such things. They liked Colonel Sander’s fried chicken more too – sometimes, things that are deep fried in oil sure taste better, that we all know. Hehehehehe!!!!!

All too soon, it was time for them to board their plane and fly out of here. I must say that I was sad to see them go as I really enjoyed their company and had a ball of a time myself, taking them around here, there and everywhere and eating all the nice stuff that this little town had to offer. They said they had a blast and had no regrets coming here even though their friends were flabbergasted when told where they would be going, “What? That sleepy town???” or worse, “That dead town???” for there were so many things they did and enjoyed and they loved the food plus everything was so cheap (especially when they convert it into their currency). Thank you so much for dropping by, Alfred – I sure am glad to have made the acquaintance, not just virtually but for real, with such a nice and awesome guy and with your wonderful friends too.

At the time of writing, he was already checking the airline websites in the hope of finding some attractive promos so he would be able to come again. We’ll meet again…soon!