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West Malaysia 2024 — Sam Poh Tong Cave Temple
From Makan to Shopping Madness!
Tuck Kee was closed, but hunger couldn't wait,
Mama's makan radar decided our fate!
Four jars of tarts, then biscuits galore,
Who bought the most? Aunty, of course!
Closed?! Everybody Scan!
Tuck Kee was on our must-try makan list in Ipoh.
But when we arrived…
CLOSED!
Me: “Aiyoh! We came all the way here leh!”
Before I could complain further, a familiar voice came from behind.
Mama: “Makan makan… hungry already!”
Aiyoh! Shop closed never mind.
Mama hungry? EMERGENCY!
Immediately, the whole family activated makan radar.
Then we spotted another shop nearby with almost the same name.
Except this one had an extra word.
NEW!
Me: “Eh, same name leh!”
Son: “Got ‘New’ in front.”
Me: “New, old, whatever lah! Mama hungry already. GO IN!”
Son: “Okay lah, let's try!”
And just like that, our carefully researched makan plan went out the window.
When Mama says “makan makan”, there is no Plan A or Plan B.
There is only FIND FOOD. NOW!
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| Fish Noodles...something new and special... |
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| The shop may be called Joy Mama, but after four jars of pineapple tarts, it was definitely Mama’s Joy |
Mama Enters the Danger Zone!
Nearby shops were packed with local goodies — biscuits, snacks, bottles and all sorts of tempting treats.
The moment Mama spotted them, her eyes lit up!
DANGER ZONE! DANGER ZONE!
Once Mama starts asking, “This one nice or not ah?”, we know something is going home with us!
And the rest of us can only pray…
“Mama ah, remember who's carrying all this shopping!”
But seeing her so happily browsing?
Okay lah, let her enjoy!
After all, what's a holiday without bringing home a little something to makan?
Joy Mama — The “Buy More, Buy More!” Incident 🍍
Then came the pineapple tarts.
One bite… WAH! Buttery, crumbly pastry with delicious pineapple filling!
Unfortunately, Mama loved them too.
And when Mama loves something, she doesn't just say, “Very nice.”
She issues instructions.
Mama: “BUY MORE! BUY MORE!”
I looked at Mama.
I looked at the jars.
I looked at my wallet.
Deep breath…
Me: “Okay lah… FOUR JARS!”
Hubby: “FOUR JARS?!”
Son was speechless.
Me? Still practising my deep breathing exercises.
Mama? Happily satisfied!
The two men looked at me as though I'd lost my mind.
But what to do? Mama had spoken!
And seeing that satisfied little smile?
Okay lah. Four jars it is!
Moral of the story: You can argue with Hubby. You can negotiate with Son.
But when Mama says “BUY MORE!”
Just pay the bill… and find someone to carry the jars!
Lam Fong Biscuit — Not Again, Mama!
After surviving Joy Mama and escaping with FOUR jars of pineapple tarts, we thought our wallets were finally safe.
We were crossing the road to collect the car when suddenly…
Mama spotted Lam Fong Biscuit.
OH NO. NOT ANOTHER BISCUIT SHOP!
Hubby and Son looked at me.
I looked at Mama.
Mama looked at the shop.
Nobody said a word.
We were supposed to be picking up the car, not picking up MORE biscuits!
But Mama's shopping radar apparently had no OFF button.
Car can wait. Mama wants to see biscuits!
After the four-jar incident, Hubby and Son had only one mission left:
“QUICK! GET MAMA INTO THE CAR BEFORE SHE SPOTS SOMETHING ELSE!”
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| In the end who is the one who bought the most? |
Boot Full, Mama Happy — Off We Go! 🚗💨❤️
Pineapple tarts? Check! ✅
Biscuits? Check!✅
Coffee? Check!✅
More biscuits nobody planned to buy? DOUBLE CHECK!
Hubby and Son loaded our growing mountain of goodies into the car boot.
I began wondering whether we were still on holiday or had become snack distributors for Singapore!
Mama, meanwhile, looked perfectly satisfied.
Mama: “Okay! Can go already.”
Me: “WAH! NOW can go ah?!”
With Mama happy, our wallets lighter and the car boot considerably heavier, we were finally ready to leave.
And after seeing who bought the most at Lam Fong…
Ahem. Perhaps Mama wasn't the only shopping champion in the family!
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