I know it look unappetising, but you don't know what you're missing here! I was getting pretty upset lately of missing home food. I think must be from the fact that most of a pretty good friends are far away; back in their home country or working in others. Plus its been a year and a half since I was last at home. *sigh....
Oh well! If only I've won that Euro Million thingy - CHF 88,000,000.00 JACKPOT WOR!! *sigh... Never mind lor! Will try again next time. Next jackpot is CHF 112,000,000.00!! Who knows huh? hehehehe....
So as I was missing home so much, I decide to make something that reminds me of my childhood. Kaya. I remembered when mum used to make kaya, she lets us lick clean (I literally mean CLEAN!) the pandan leaves after she takes it out of the pot, of course! As kids we just LOVE it. And I still do it even now, all grown up and a mother myself!!
As I was stirring the mixture, another memory floods back to my mind. Grandma (mum's side) will let us buy bread from the next door baker - who only makes those big size kopitiam bread, and then keep the rest of the change!! Back then a mare 20 cents were like a million bucks for us. 20 cents can get us a pack of sweets (5 pieces), 1 stick of ice pops, a pack of crakers and 3 pieces of pound peanut cookie (my fav). She then slice up the bread, toasts it, slap on some butter on one piece and kaya on the other piece. She even let us have kopi-o with our roti bakar!! BTW we were about 5 or 6 then!! LOL! Imagine what my mum would have said if she found out about the kopi-o!! Too bad grandma died of diabetes as she loves her kopi-o very, VERY sweet...
Every time I make kaya now, it brings back fond memories of childhood. The carefree days of running, playing around with my cousins and or neightbourhood kids. Oh! How I wish I could go back to live it once again.... *sigh.... But Owen is pulling by my leg. He wants kaya too! OR wants to be kaya (rich in Malay)?
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Oh I do want some, kaya for eating and to be kaya!
ah, it has been ages I haven't have some kaya. Hubby loves it when he was in Malaysia for the first time. He then brought some back to France for his parents, but I don't think they like it though.
btw, thanks for passing by my blog. :-) Nice to know another Malaysian in Europe.
When I was a kid I ate kaya like I ate rice; spoonfuls.
HEY! I did the SAME thing too when I was a kid!! I'm thinking this; kiddy time no matter how "fattening" it is, will always get "mealted away" due to so much outdoor activities!
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