Go our own way…

Some of us had left earlier, the day after the wedding but there were some of us who stayed on for one more night before we went our own way and on our last night in Kuching, those of us who were still around were invited by an aunt and a cousin of ours to dinner at the exclusive Sarawak Club…

…right across the road from the Dewan Suarah (Civic Centre)…

…in Kuching. They even had some decorations put up…

…in the lobby for the Gawai Dayak Festival, ain’t that nice?

I can’t remember the last time I had dinner at the Chinese restaurant…

…there…

…but I am pretty sure that it was quite a long time ago.

No, this wasn’t what we had, the plate of fried rice…

They specially ordered that for a cousin’s two little kids who seemed to enjoy that very much but the parents had to tediously pick every carrot and sweet corn out and put them aside. LOL!!! Don’t we all love little kids? Muahahahaha!!!! They had that with the creamy corn soup…

…that we all had as well.

One of the two children, the boy, loved the signature dish of this place, their creamy butter prawns…

…except that for some reason, the two-year-old kept saying it was curry.

We also had this very nice dish of tofu…

…and midin (wild jungle fern) fried with traditional Foochow red wine…

…and I loved the Chinese-style beef steaks…

…but everyone kept complaining that it was tough. All right, I would not say it was all that tender but no, it was not really tough either. Even I could manage, despite being quite toothless…so since everyone had a slice each only, I had the pleasure of feasting on all the rest. Hehehehehe!!!!

There was also this plate of fried noodles…

– I think this is what is commonly known as the Cantonese style with the wat tan hor egg gravy. If it had been the Kuching style, the noodles would be deep fried till crispy this same way and the gravy would be the same except that there would be tomato sauce added as in their tomato kway teow, something very popular there too alongside their kolo mee and Kuching laksa…but no, there would not be all that sliced Chinese cabbage usually.

It sure was a very nice dinner that night, thank you so much to my aunt and cousin…and that, more or less, marked the end of my really enjoyable trip to Kuching.