Moo Moo LooMoo
It was a night when i crave for something gritty, raw, yet cosmopolitan. Think indie cool rockers, live jazz, and . . . well, a good ol’ pint of cold beer. A scene i often thirst for yet unfortunately does not exist enough in KL. Thankfully, i know i can definitely count on Sydney to satisfy such desire.
To make the night even more diverse, Moo Moo LooMoo, our generous host for the evening, took us on a gastronomy trip in search for the BEST naan experience one could ever get. Fluffy, fluffy naan dipped into what I love to call ‘quality curry’ (not the kind you get from our 24 hours mamak stalls, constantly mixed with water until it cannot afford to be diluted anymore otherwise customers would find out); where you can actually taste the fusion of wild spices accompanied by juicy, tasty tandoori. Perfect way to end a weeknight in style, don’t you think?
p.s. i notice whenever i propose the idea of getting an (alcoholic) drink first before dinner, about 95% of my friends here in Malaysia either reject the idea; thinking the sequence is ‘wrong’, or look at me weird; as if i’m some sorta alcoholic maniac. But . . . really, what’s wrong with a glass of red wine before a good meal?
{a walk into the woods ala Alice in Wonderland}
{kaleidoscopic graffiti parallel to the subway tracks}
{spent the evening like a flower child of Erskineville existing in the divine combination of beer + live hippie music at a bohemian style bar, The Hive}
{chilly stroll along King Street}
{the Best Tandoori Chicken in Sydney, so they claim}
{fluffy naan, chicken tikka, lamb kharai, Haleem ‘King of Currie’}
{hot pink leopard}
{queer looking pistachio ice cream that came in a random plastic bag i dare not try}
{fringe business}
