We had some foodie friends bring us to JB one day for a makan tour, telling us that we were going to someone's house to eat beggar chicken. And we ended up in a Residential estate, clearly with no change of use or temporary permission for Commercial use, and no evidence of car parking provision.
Their front porch looked like this
Their backyard looked like this
Winter melons waiting to be cooked
The charcoal fire at the back of the house, where all the beggar chickens were being cooked. It was very warm in there.
They brought out a clay-encrusted something in a wheelbarrow (?!), and proceeded to crack it open. It was the beggar chicken.
Wrapped in paper and plastic, with all the juices intact.
In its full naked glory
Super soft, juicy and tasty!
It had some chicken inside. Not much salt, yet quite tasty.
A plate of achar - this was okay
The tung hoon was good! Tasty and not too oily.
Apart from the beggar chicken, the most amazing thing was this fish. At least that was what I thought when it arrived - that it was a fish.
Check out the silver skin. But it wasn't a fish.
It was fishcake. Very dense, solid, tasty and wonderful fishcake. I have no idea how they get the silver part of the skin back on the fishcake after scraping off the fish meat!
This was tofu, mixed with mushroom and other things and deep fried with egg white, presumably. Great with chilli and steamed rice.
Super retro sink for washing hands.
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