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i'm very blessed to have such a huge extended family and the great thing is that we are all pretty close
so come chinese new year or whenever we visit one family, we will end up visiting a lot of them
and so, going to a lot of houses
while the adults chit-chat and catch up over peanuts and tea
we, 21st century kids, either watch TV, play games on the iPad, fiddle with our phones or goof around
but this time, i got to capture some of the charm in old houses and spend some jolly time with my cousins


rest of the pictures // flickr



SEREMBAN // of family ties and a jolly time

23.12.12

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family ties eva + charmaine kitty girls gangnam style goes little IMG_0157 little cousins cousins grandaunt + granduncle dwarves memories same, yet different gates

i'm very blessed to have such a huge extended family and the great thing is that we are all pretty close
so come chinese new year or whenever we visit one family, we will end up visiting a lot of them
and so, going to a lot of houses
while the adults chit-chat and catch up over peanuts and tea
we, 21st century kids, either watch TV, play games on the iPad, fiddle with our phones or goof around
but this time, i got to capture some of the charm in old houses and spend some jolly time with my cousins


rest of the pictures // flickr



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 around seremban town school   home old quaint townhouses around seremban town around seremban town ancient around seremban town around seremban town doors and wall


there's just something about old things that catches my eye and i don't know why
everything that remains after a long period of time tell stories about what happened then
what happened that no one can possibly relive unless through these things
it can be from an old building, miniscule pieces of shattered china, black and white photographs, coffee-stained letters or telegrams
each and every thing brought back a story of its own with it; a memory
a memory that is possible to be long forgotten, but shapes us to be who we are now

this trip, surprisingly, most of the cousins wanted to tag along,
perhaps, we all felt like we were somewhat responsible to continue the tradition of coming to Seremban and visit all our relatives in the future.
or maybe it's just me. ha ha
we drove around town and mum took us on a convoy to the places where her childhood was spent


the old shoplot the old shoplot

one of my mum's older cousins (i think) used to own this sundry shop in seremban town
we used to go there every chinese new year since i could remember when
the infrastructure of this sixties' shoplot is of brilliance and functionality
the front of the shoplot is, of course, the sundry shop itself, selling all sorts of stuff
all in plastic/tin containers and sacks where only the owner of the shop knows what is located where in which area of the shop
the back of the shoplot was the residence of family; home
it was this general living space-cum-kitchen-cum-dining-area; the liveliness of the house
and where we got our angpow. haha
and the second floor consisted of different rooms like any other house would have

the one thing i remember the most of this shop, as a kid
was that everytime we visited, there was free candy
and the uncle would ask us to pick a number from a tin can
and he'd use those numbers to buy lottery tickets. ha ha
i never knew whether any of those numbers actually won him some money
but all in good fun, i guess

familiarity

my grandma used to used to sell ice-cream on the lower floor of her old house (last picture on the left)
although I don't remember a whole lot about it 'cause according to my mum, I used to spend my most of my time there crying
such irony, crying in an ice cream shop.
but I do remember when I was 2 or 3, I used to play 'masak-masak' where my cousin sister, Jess and I would pretend as if we were cooking up a meal with plastic utensils, in our pajamas.
and ended up fighting over a table.
on the way to my grandaunt's house in Seremban town, we passed by this KFC (last picture on the right)
where my grandma would bring Jess and I to, being a doting granny and all :)



rest of the seremban pictures // flickr


SEREMBAN // of quaint buildings, old shophouses and a bunch of good ole' memories

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 around seremban town school   home old quaint townhouses around seremban town around seremban town ancient around seremban town around seremban town doors and wall


there's just something about old things that catches my eye and i don't know why
everything that remains after a long period of time tell stories about what happened then
what happened that no one can possibly relive unless through these things
it can be from an old building, miniscule pieces of shattered china, black and white photographs, coffee-stained letters or telegrams
each and every thing brought back a story of its own with it; a memory
a memory that is possible to be long forgotten, but shapes us to be who we are now

this trip, surprisingly, most of the cousins wanted to tag along,
perhaps, we all felt like we were somewhat responsible to continue the tradition of coming to Seremban and visit all our relatives in the future.
or maybe it's just me. ha ha
we drove around town and mum took us on a convoy to the places where her childhood was spent


the old shoplot the old shoplot

one of my mum's older cousins (i think) used to own this sundry shop in seremban town
we used to go there every chinese new year since i could remember when
the infrastructure of this sixties' shoplot is of brilliance and functionality
the front of the shoplot is, of course, the sundry shop itself, selling all sorts of stuff
all in plastic/tin containers and sacks where only the owner of the shop knows what is located where in which area of the shop
the back of the shoplot was the residence of family; home
it was this general living space-cum-kitchen-cum-dining-area; the liveliness of the house
and where we got our angpow. haha
and the second floor consisted of different rooms like any other house would have

the one thing i remember the most of this shop, as a kid
was that everytime we visited, there was free candy
and the uncle would ask us to pick a number from a tin can
and he'd use those numbers to buy lottery tickets. ha ha
i never knew whether any of those numbers actually won him some money
but all in good fun, i guess

familiarity

my grandma used to used to sell ice-cream on the lower floor of her old house (last picture on the left)
although I don't remember a whole lot about it 'cause according to my mum, I used to spend my most of my time there crying
such irony, crying in an ice cream shop.
but I do remember when I was 2 or 3, I used to play 'masak-masak' where my cousin sister, Jess and I would pretend as if we were cooking up a meal with plastic utensils, in our pajamas.
and ended up fighting over a table.
on the way to my grandaunt's house in Seremban town, we passed by this KFC (last picture on the right)
where my grandma would bring Jess and I to, being a doting granny and all :)



rest of the seremban pictures // flickr


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It was an early, bright Friday morning and we were already on the road at the same juncture as sunrise. The majestic sun rose and perhaps it was a sign, hinting a great was about to unfold! We managed to scurry our way away from the morning traffic jam and got onto the North-South Highway quite rapidly. When I woke up, the engine stopped revving and we were already at the hawker stall to meet up with my second aunt and cousins for breakfast!

dusk on the high road skyline
This hawker stall has been around for around 30-plus years, generation after generation. That explains how the tree that provides plentiful of oxygen and shade to the place grew so huge and full. Thus, the stall's commonly name, 'tai shu har' which means 'under the big tree' in Cantonese. But, since it's located at Jalan Temiang, right behind the jalan Temiang busstop, I guess, you can say, it's called the Jalan Temiang stall. It has a lot of nostalgic value to my maternal family because it used to be the ultimate hang-out spot for early mornings during the weekends when my mum and her siblings were still learning how to tie their shoelaces. 

passerby
cats on the roof
IMG_007across the road9



sun

The stall is a little shack with very olden 1960's architecture and built. Like many quaint old 'kopitiams' or coffeeshop, the shop is really packed, maybe with customers but they're temporary, what takes up most of the shop is all kinds of things, literally. There's cupboards and cupboards of food stuffs, Tupperware, containers, plastic bags and God knows what. I guess, you'll never know when you'd need a plastic bag right? And another thing that I noticed were the little flowery hole patterns at every top part of each wall for ventilation. Though it doesn't really need any help to getting the place breezy, with the existance of the huge mother tree. 

The food sold at this quaint stall are of a plethora of choices, but what is a must-try has to be the dry 'lou shu fun' mixed with yellow noodles. If I direct translate 'lou shu fun' which is in Cantonese to English, it's probably gonna freak you out. So, I googled and it's called Silver Needle Noodle. hahaha try saying it a few times quickly! silverneedlenoodles, silverneedlenoodles, silverneedlenoodles... It's both type of noodles with a dash with minced pork meat and topped with some spring onion. It is tossed with black soy sauce to infuse some savoury in all the tasty goodness.

the infamous dry lou shi fun
yumm

Another must-try I'd say, would have to be their Yong Tau Foo, which is basically a mesh of pieces of  brinjal, chilli, tofu, bitter gourd, all stuffed with minced pork or fish paste, and pig fats. hahaha If you're not from the Chinese heritage, you'll probably be grossed out by the fats. But really though, I, being a Malaysian-Chinese, am not a fan of that and so are my cousind. So, off it goes to the next table, for the older generation to savour on it. haha But other than that, the plate of variety served in a clear savoury broth leaves you wanting more, fo'shore! :) 

yong tau foo   best way to kickstart a long day

Best way to finish off your meal is a cup of hot, hot, hot coffee, and not just any type of coffee, but freshly brewed local coffee. It just adds to the experience and the satisfaction when you're drinking it from an authentic ceramic cup with the quaint little charm of the familiar faded green pattern on the side. Aaaah, bliss!

pray
the temple across the road
family
happy customers :)
Nothing beats taking your own sweet time finishing a plate of yummy goodness and chatting with loved ones in a nostalgic place, that holds a precious part in your heart. I think the operating hours of this stall runs as early as 7am while stock lasts. So, it's better to be the early bird because you know, they catch the worm.


silverneedlenoodles silverneedlenoodles silverneedlenoodles silverneedlenoodles 



SEREMBAN // under the big tree

18.12.12

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It was an early, bright Friday morning and we were already on the road at the same juncture as sunrise. The majestic sun rose and perhaps it was a sign, hinting a great was about to unfold! We managed to scurry our way away from the morning traffic jam and got onto the North-South Highway quite rapidly. When I woke up, the engine stopped revving and we were already at the hawker stall to meet up with my second aunt and cousins for breakfast!

dusk on the high road skyline
This hawker stall has been around for around 30-plus years, generation after generation. That explains how the tree that provides plentiful of oxygen and shade to the place grew so huge and full. Thus, the stall's commonly name, 'tai shu har' which means 'under the big tree' in Cantonese. But, since it's located at Jalan Temiang, right behind the jalan Temiang busstop, I guess, you can say, it's called the Jalan Temiang stall. It has a lot of nostalgic value to my maternal family because it used to be the ultimate hang-out spot for early mornings during the weekends when my mum and her siblings were still learning how to tie their shoelaces. 

passerby
cats on the roof
IMG_007across the road9



sun

The stall is a little shack with very olden 1960's architecture and built. Like many quaint old 'kopitiams' or coffeeshop, the shop is really packed, maybe with customers but they're temporary, what takes up most of the shop is all kinds of things, literally. There's cupboards and cupboards of food stuffs, Tupperware, containers, plastic bags and God knows what. I guess, you'll never know when you'd need a plastic bag right? And another thing that I noticed were the little flowery hole patterns at every top part of each wall for ventilation. Though it doesn't really need any help to getting the place breezy, with the existance of the huge mother tree. 

The food sold at this quaint stall are of a plethora of choices, but what is a must-try has to be the dry 'lou shu fun' mixed with yellow noodles. If I direct translate 'lou shu fun' which is in Cantonese to English, it's probably gonna freak you out. So, I googled and it's called Silver Needle Noodle. hahaha try saying it a few times quickly! silverneedlenoodles, silverneedlenoodles, silverneedlenoodles... It's both type of noodles with a dash with minced pork meat and topped with some spring onion. It is tossed with black soy sauce to infuse some savoury in all the tasty goodness.

the infamous dry lou shi fun
yumm

Another must-try I'd say, would have to be their Yong Tau Foo, which is basically a mesh of pieces of  brinjal, chilli, tofu, bitter gourd, all stuffed with minced pork or fish paste, and pig fats. hahaha If you're not from the Chinese heritage, you'll probably be grossed out by the fats. But really though, I, being a Malaysian-Chinese, am not a fan of that and so are my cousind. So, off it goes to the next table, for the older generation to savour on it. haha But other than that, the plate of variety served in a clear savoury broth leaves you wanting more, fo'shore! :) 

yong tau foo   best way to kickstart a long day

Best way to finish off your meal is a cup of hot, hot, hot coffee, and not just any type of coffee, but freshly brewed local coffee. It just adds to the experience and the satisfaction when you're drinking it from an authentic ceramic cup with the quaint little charm of the familiar faded green pattern on the side. Aaaah, bliss!

pray
the temple across the road
family
happy customers :)
Nothing beats taking your own sweet time finishing a plate of yummy goodness and chatting with loved ones in a nostalgic place, that holds a precious part in your heart. I think the operating hours of this stall runs as early as 7am while stock lasts. So, it's better to be the early bird because you know, they catch the worm.


silverneedlenoodles silverneedlenoodles silverneedlenoodles silverneedlenoodles 



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