West Malaysia 2024 — Amsterdam Café

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A Little Taste of Holland
To Amsterdam Café we came one day,
In Cameron Highlands, far away.
We came for breakfast, the cat for a nap,
Who needs Holland with a welcome like that?

Early Bird Catches The Worm… Poor Worm! 🐦🐛

As morning broke over Cameron Highlands, we were still enjoying the warmth of our beds after the freezing night when Son became our personal alarm clock.

“Wake up! Breakfast!” 

Walau eh… holiday also must wake up so early for what? My eyes were open, but I’m quite sure my brain was still sleeping somewhere on the pillow. 

Me: “Why are we awake at this kind of hour?”

Hubby: “Go eat breakfast lah.”

Me: “So early?! Breakfast also haven’t wake up yet leh!”

Son: “Early bird catches the worm.”

Me: “Yah lor… but nobody ever thinks about the early worm. Wake up early for nothing, come out only kena eaten by the bird!” 

Mama: “Makan makan! Faster go!”

Okay lah, Mama has spoken. Apparently in this family, the early bird doesn’t catch the worm…

The early bird catches BREAKFAST. 

So off we went — four sleepy humans in search of food, while I silently promised myself never to be the early worm. 

This morning, however, there would be no nasi lemak, dim sum or chee cheong fun. Son had something completely different in mind — German breakfast at Amsterdam Cafe.

So, still half asleep and wrapped up against the chilly Cameron Highlands morning, off we went. Never mind. As long as there is food, this family will follow! 

Oops… We Did It Again! 🍽️

Looking at the table, I suddenly had that very familiar feeling.

Me: “Err… did we order a little too much?”

Hubby: “You ordered one what.”

Me: “Excuse me, everybody agreed!”

Son: “You asked us after you already decided.” 

Mama: “Never mind lah… makan makan!”

And there we were — four people staring at enough breakfast to feed a small tour group. 

Every trip same story. When ordering, everything looks good and everybody is hungry. When the food arrives…

Me: “Walau eh… who ordered all these?”

Family: “YOU.”

Okay lor. Guilty again. 

Never mind — holiday calories don’t count, but wasted food does. So everybody, EAT! 

Sleepy "worms" need these!!!

Meet The Café Mascot 🐈

After breakfast, we met the café’s resident mascot — a handsome ginger cat. This fellow really got class leh. While everybody else was busy eating, talking and moving around, he simply lay there like he owned the whole café.

Me: “Hello kitty! Good morning!”

Cat: ………… 😑

Me: “Maybe German cat? Katze! Guten Morgen!” 

Cat: …………

Son: “Mum, I don’t think he’s German.”

Me: “Okay lor… Selamat pagi?” 

Cat: ………… 🐈

Hubby: “Maybe he just doesn’t want to talk to you.”

Mama: watching the circus 

Me: “Wah! German cannot, Malay also cannot. What language you speak?”

Cat: “MEOW.” 🐈

Me: “OH! Sorry sorry… forgot to try cat language.” 

Son: “Finally you two can communicate.”

Mama: “Makan makan! Talk to cat also so long!” 

And with that, Mr Ginger Cat had spoken.

One word. One meow. Conversation over. 

Mama: “Aiyah, let the cat sleep lah!” 

Okay, understood. Apparently Mr Ginger Cat speaks only one universal language:

DO NOT DISTURB. 😴🐈

Never mind lah. We came for breakfast; he came to supervise. And judging by that relaxed pose, I think the boss was very satisfied with his staff that morning. 

Let's Go Go Go!

Tummies full, we waved goodbye to our furry little friend and hit the road again.

What surprises were waiting for us next? A beautiful new place? An unexpected detour?

Or Mama shouting “Makan makan!” before we'd even digested breakfast!

Knowing our family, anything is possible!

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