Neither here nor there…

That day, when we were walking to this restaurant at Jalan Maju here, we walked past this one and I noticed that they had closed down half of it. It used to occupy two shop lots but now there is only one – the other side was closed but business still looked very good at the remaining half though – there were a lot of people eating there.

I heard that one of the brothers had moved to one of the shops at the other side of the Sibu Bus Terminal…

…and his coffee was very good plus they had the KL Hokkien mee and liked it a lot too.

That was why I decided to go and check it out but I did not know which shop it was exactly. All I knew was that there are a number of coffee shops in that solitary block there and I did go for the stewed pork leg rice at one of them once but though it was all right, I did not think it was anything like our own homecooked one and I never did go back again. The coffee shop is still there, bigger and occupying two separate shop lots now but I did not think the stall that I ordered what I had from was still there, I’m not too sure.

I spotted this one (2.305427, 111.850441)…

…there and I did not recall seeing it before so I just assumed that must be the one I was looking for. This probably is the name in Mandarin…

…for those of you who can read the written form of the language.

There was this banner in front…

…and this must be the stall…

…but we were not in the mood for any chicken rice so we did not order anything from there.

I was intent on having the KL Hokkien mee but when I went to enquire at the chu-char place at the back, they did not seem to have any idea what I was talking about. No, despite my not-so-good Mandarin, they could understand me all right just that they did not seem to know what KL Hokkien mee was. In the face of that kind of situation, I just settled for the more familiar fried kway teow (RM4.00)…

…which was very nice and had a lot of ingredients in it…

…and the serving was big.

My missus had the Foochow fried noodles (RM4.00)…

…which was good too and yes, the serving was rather substantial as well and it was quite a struggle for her, being not a very big eater, to finish all of it.

I noticed that they were selling the noodles with those giant freshwater prawns too so I asked about the price – they said it would be RM15.00 a bowl which makes it even cheaper than the one here or here – maybe the prawns are smaller, I wouldn’t know as we did not order that to try but since the Foochow fried noodles tasted great, the prawn noodles would be nice too. After all, it is more or less the same thing with the crustaceans added.

The kopi-o-peng (iced black coffee) I had was good and the boss of this coffee shop was a tall and rather loud man, quite like the one at the aforementioned shop so I thought this must be the brother! It turned out that he was not the one – he was originally from Kapit (and hence, he could converse very fluently in Iban) but he left for Miri in his teens and now he is here, since five months ago. He is obviously a very nice guy – he bought some bananas from a woman going from table to table selling the fruit and some bags of midin (I would have bought one, at least but the boss’ wife grabbed both of them)…and he even offered us some.

I asked him and he said, no, he was not the one I was looking for – that guy is not here but there – at another coffee shop right at the end of that same block. Hmmm…I would have to go to that one the next time then.