Did you just call me auntie? Potong markah! I will not talk to you forever! This conversation almost took place one hot Saturday morning outside the bank. I was on my way for my nasi kerabu fix when this young person (from WWF) tried to get my attention. I ignored him and walked away.
After loving the nasi kerabu at Capital Nasi Dagang Kelantan, I simply had to have it again. This time with fried chicken.
I expected a chicken leg or drumstick, instead it was chicken pieces, reminiscent of the Nasi Kak Wok I had at Village House Kopitiam.
They are slightly more generous with the aromatic herbs that come with the raw vegetables. As with the previous visit, the Nasi Kerabu was very good.
This time the salted egg wasn't as salty and I enjoyed eating the yolks and the whites too.
That was a very satisfying lunch. This will be my go to place for Nasi Kerabu.
And let me show you the nasi lemak I had here the day before.
Does that look good? The rice had the aroma and taste of santan, though it could be more lemak (am I starting to sound like somebody? LOL!)
I loved the sambal. It was sweetish and very tasty, though not spicy.
The ikan bilis was very crunchy. Nice!
The chicken drumstick was well marinated with turmeric and salt. And I like it that they give a serving of acar timun.
Without a doubt I will come back to Capital again and again for my nasi kerabu and nasi lemak fix.
Then on my way back to office, I decided to walk along the same path to see if the WWF person would pull the same stunt and call me auntie again. Hi Miss! (now that's more like it). I like the color of your hair (lebih-lebih ni). Are you from PJ? (now, don't get fresh with me. Pulak...). Kids! I smiled and walked on.