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West Malaysia 2024 — Barracks Café
One Chicken, Two Visits!
One hungry Son, one chicken to chase,
Twice we returned to the very same place!
Cold winds blew, but we didn't complain,
That butter chicken was worth coming again!
Today, We Follow The Son!
Our son had been dreaming of Lavender Spring Butter Chicken even before we reached Cameron Highlands!
So our original plan was simple — head to Cameron Lavender Mansion Restaurant for lunch and satisfy his craving.
Usually Aunty's tummy decides where the family eats, but today Son's craving won the vote!
Son: “I want my butter chicken!”
Me: “Wah! Haven't even reached, already planning what to eat!”
Son: “I've been craving it all the way uphill lah!”
Me: “Okay, okay! Today we follow the Son!”
Actually, confession time… I wanted that chicken too!
But when we arrived, we discovered that the special chicken had to be pre-ordered.
Aiyoh! Chicken not ready, stomach already protesting!
So we placed our order for dinner and headed off to Barracks Café for lunch instead.
But hor, before leaving Lavender Mansion, something else had already caught Aunty's attention.
PURPLE EVERYWHERE!
Purple décor, lavender flowers, lovely surroundings… Aunty was in heaven!
Son came for the chicken.
Aunty came for the chicken AND the purple!
Never mind lah! We would be back that evening for our long-awaited feast!
When The Chicken Made Us Come Back!
Son: “HUH?! Need to pre-order?”
Hubby: “Never mind lah. We come back for dinner.”
Order placed, craving temporarily put on hold!
Mama, however, had only one concern.
Mom: “Makan makan… how now? Chicken fly already ah?”
Me: “No lah, Ma! Chicken never fly. We booked the chicken already!”
Hubby: “Tonight we come back and catch it.”
Son: “Nobody touch my chicken hor! I waited the whole day for this!”
And that was how one butter chicken managed to bring us to Lavender Mansion TWICE in one day!
First to book it, then to catch it!
That chicken better be worth the wait!
We Came Back For You, Butter Chicken! 🍗💜
Evening came, and true to our word, we braved the Cameron Highlands cold and made our way back to Lavender Mansion. Son’s precious butter chicken had better be waiting for us after all this effort!
Me: “Cold leh… whose idea was it to come back again?”
Son: “MINE! For the chicken, worth it!”
Hubby: “Whole family climbing up here again because of one chicken.”
Mom: “Got makan can already lah!”
Thankfully, Lavender Mansion kept their promise. We didn’t have to wait very long before the much-awaited Signature Lavender Spring Butter Chicken finally arrived at our table.
Son: “FINALLY! My chicken!”
Me: “Quick, eat before it decides to fly away again!”
And soon, everyone was happily digging in.
Looking around the table at Hubby, Mom and Son, seeing those satisfied faces as they enjoyed the meal, suddenly the cold evening and the return trip didn’t matter anymore.
Sometimes it isn’t really about travelling back for one special dish. It’s about that little moment when everyone you love is sitting around the same table, warm, well-fed and happy.
Me: “Okay lah… come back twice also worth it.”
Mom: “Of course worth it! Got makan mah!”
And judging from Son’s very satisfied face, I think his butter-chicken mission could officially be stamped:
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED. 🍗✅
Queen Mama For The Night! 👑💜
The restaurant even had a tiara for guests to wear during their photo-taking session. And guess who became our Queen for the night?
After a satisfying dinner, it was time for Mama to take centre stage. The moment she put on that sparkling tiara, her smile went from normal to ear-to-ear royal happiness!
Me: “Ma, smile! Tonight you’re the Queen!”
Mama: “Like this ah?”
Son: “Ah Ma, you look very happy with your new position leh!”
Hubby: “Careful… later she doesn’t want to return the tiara.”
Mama: “Why must return? I wear quite nice what!”
Me: “Okay okay, Your Majesty. One royal photo first!”
CLICK! 📸
And there she was, our Queen Mama of Lavender Mansion, proudly wearing her crown and grinning from ear to ear.
Forget the lavender, forget the butter chicken — for that little moment, Mama was definitely the star attraction of the night.
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When Night Falls… BRRRR!
As night fell over Cameron Highlands, the temperature dropped, and every gust of wind brought another…
BRRRRRRRR!
Me: “Wah! Cold cold cold! Faster walk!”
Hubby: “Just now inside restaurant so comfortable. Come out only start shivering!”
Son: “Nice what! This is Cameron Highlands weather!”
Me: “Nice?! You stand there and enjoy lah. I'm going to freeze already!”
Mama: “Cold! Go back, go back!”
Suddenly, everyone was walking faster, shoulders hunched and hands tucked in against the chilly wind.
But what a lovely evening it had been — full tummies, happy hearts, one crowned Queen Mama and a very satisfied Son!
Me: “Okay, enough enjoying the weather! Everybody into the car before we become a FROZEN FAMILY PHOTO!”
QUICK! BACK TO THE HOTEL!
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