It was sort of a last minute decision to go back to Ipoh to visit my parents and also Kit’s aunties. The reasons are mainly because my dad’s birthday is near, plus Father’s day too, and because Kit has to work in the next few weekends, we decided to go back and wish my dad happy birthday. We also had to deliver some Ogawa massagers to Kit’s aunties, so we are actually killing several birds with one stone.
Ipoh is really a pleasant “city”. The fact that I put the word city in quotation is because I do not really believe Ipoh is a city. It’s really like a big town to me. And what a big town this is! Although it is a rather quiet town and can become quite boring after about one week there, it is really a great place to live once you get past that boredom and found your routine.
For one, the food there is quite good. Next, the traffic is smooth and everything is so near each other. Third, the scenery can be quite nice, and the air quite fresh. And of course, for me, it’s where I grew up and naturally, I had lots of great memories everywhere I go.
Food: I can roughly prepare an itenerary of where to eat when you are in Ipoh. Map to follow once I have them scanned.
Breakfast: you can have dim sum at a few places that is really quite nice. I usually have dim sum at Yoke Fook Mun in Greentown. A lot of people also visit Foh Sun in the town centre but that place can be quite packed.
Lunch: the usual place to go is to old town to have the famous chicken hor fun (kuay teow). The hor fun is very smooth and the broth is simply superb. Besides the chicken hor fun, the kangkung sotong, chee cheong fun, custard and fresh orange juice is also superb.
Tea time: surely the Ipoh white coffee located at old town! This place is not very far away from the hor fun place just now (I will get a map up). The name of the place is Sun Lin Long, a corner shop just at the junction where the 15 storey flat is. You must try the white coffee and the toast. The toasts is so good, so crispy, it almosts melts when you put them in your mouth.
Dinner: surely the Ipoh taugeh chicken. The famous one is Uncle Wong, a corner shop. This place is near the town centre, very nearby the Ipoh police station. The chicken is smooth, the taugeh just superb. You usually eat with hor fun, which again is also very smooth and tasty.
Supper: choice of Woolley located in Ipoh Garden (you can also have dinner there. The curry mee and crab is very good) or if you like “luk-luk” you can eat in the stall in Ipoh Garden as well. The gravy for the luk-luk is superb. I remember going there all the time with friends after giving tuition classes.
That’s about it for a one day eating trip. Oh ya, opposite of Woolley, you will see this one shop selling ice-cream. The name of the shop is Sidewalk. It has been there since my secondary school times and I remember having so much fun there. Meeting girls and dating there. I remember those time, when we were not very rich, the order for a whole watermelon complete with an assortment of ice-cream inside, is a luxury!
As Hemmingway wrote about Paris, in A Moveable Feast, where he spent some time, “But this is how Paris was in the early days when we were very poor and very happy”. Whenever I go back to Ipoh and think of all these olden days memories, I will think of this Hemmingway phrase and my heart will feel warmer, and the world is a better place.
Before I leave for today and attend the quarterly Management Committee meeting which can be a really gruelsome event for me, let me quote you this beautiful passage from A Moveable Feast:
“With so many trees in the city, you could see the spring coming each day until a night of warm wind would bring it suddenly in one morning. Sometimes the heavy cold rains would beat it back so that it would seem that it would never come and that you were losing a season out of your life. This was the only truly sad time in Paris because it was unnatural. You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the tress and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason.
In those days, though, the spring always came finally but it was frightening that it had nearly failed.”