The Race

Our adventure to eat steamboat restaurant proves to be quite a race. This is our third attempt to eat steamboat in the last 6-8 months. At least we are successful today but not the last 2 times, once was on Father's day and another was a normal saturday evening.

Everthing about eating steamboat is about racing. We have to go early or else the queue can be number 28 which means wait for another 28 tables to be cleared before we can get one. Hungry stomach can't wait and hence dissapointment. Today, we have decided to go early and to prevent past mistakes, we took an early lunch. Early lunch is "alang alang" and ended taking snack (pisang goreng and cikodok goreng) at 2pm.

Finally, we arrived at the restaurant at about 1745 and there were only 2 other tables occupied. Hey, not bad we almost have the restaurant to ourselves. A feeling of victory! Then we look for the perfect table which is not under the cold blowing wind and must be near enough the food counter so that we can see what's being replenished. We started and it is 100% natural response to take the most valuable item which are the prawns and put it into the pot to boil. While waiting, the hungry stomachs needs to be filled and ended up eating "nasi goreng" of all things. The 100% natural selection for prawns proves to be true for all other tables too.

I count the available choices, it was at least 100 types of different things. A big % of that can be categoried under "meatballs and miscelleanous meatballs". I think I must have had the most number of meatballs any day of my life.

(;^o^)

So far so good, we sat beside a young couple who was already there before us. My mom sat facing them. They have big appetite and put us little eaters to distress. My mom wanted to eat the "ayam goreng" which looked very nice in our neighbours table but turned out to be super hard. Our theory is that the ayam is probably collected from other chicken rice shop. My mom had to race with the neigbour or shall I say the neigbours were good food promoters. This is kinda of fun nevertheless.

We agreed the best food is actually the dessert, there is kuih talam, seri muka, jelly, others and ice cream. A one and half our later, our little stomach is fuller than it should be and we are the first table to leave, leaving our old and other new neighbours in their quest to seek payback and seek return of value > than investment. ;-)

The story is not yet over, as we were driving out of the block, we passed another steamboat restaurant which has a queue outside and we wondered if we had gone to the right restaurant after all...