Good Food Hunting In Ipoh, Part 4 - Final

Early next morning, we stopped by Canning Garden for our usual Chee Cheong Fun but JC and mom shared a plate and they decided to eat curry noodles at Yat Yat Seng in Ipoh Garden later. Before that, we headed off to the nearby Simee Market as I was told that the egg tarts from Choy Kee are delicious.

They looked really good but I thought the crust looked a bit too thick. So before we decided on how many we should pack, we ate one on the spot! Hahaha...Surprisingly, the thick appearance of the crust was an illusion as a bite into one of the egg tarts revealed the crust to be of many thin layers which were light and flaky. The egg custard part was smooth and aromatic. We packed a dozen of these babies back! Hahaha....

Well, few minutes later we were sitting in Yat Yat Seng. I tried a bite and yet again, the curry noodles didn't score high with me. Seems that my Ipoh trip this time round could not produce a winner for best curry noodles. While Czar and I were having our drinks as JC and mom ate, a cute elderly woman asked me to try their Caramel Custard. Now, I was suppose to go to Thean Chun for this treat as advised but we had no plans to go to that area later, so I ordered one to try.

From egg tart custard to another custard, this was just plain caramel custard to me, standard stuff I mean. I am now sitting here, as I'm blogging on this post, wondering how the caramel custard in Thean Chun taste like and asking myself whether I've missed out on a great dessert and if I should kick myself!

Feeling a bit disappointed, we ended up at Sam Po Tong Temple to seek the answer to life or should I say, the direction to good curry noodles and caramel custard! Hahaha...Nah, Czar wanted to drop by the temple to pay her respects to her mom while the rest of us just tagged along and hope that the walk around the area would help us digest the food in our tummies faster.

There were plenty of tortoises around. Apart from the ones on land, can you spot those with their heads bobbing out of the waters too?


We dangled the Kangkung (morning glory) into the pit, trying to get their attention as there is a grill separating us and we could not get near to them. There was a tortoise mini race of some sort but since we didn't have the whole day to see it end, we decided to throw the vegetables near and far so that most of them would get a chance to chomp on some.

After feeding the tortoises, it was time again to feed ourselves and we headed off to Dai She Geok ("Big Tree Foot"!) in Pasir Pinji for Yong Tow Foo. JC and mom opted to eat at the newer Yong Tow Foo stall which is just next to the original.

There are other stalls operating here too and I spotted Curry Chee Cheong Fun with Chee Pei (pork rind) which I just had to try. From this moment on, the photos turned out greenish as we sat under the green canopy and I still haven't figure out how to adjust the settings!

The rest of them ordered kon low (dry) noodles to eat along with their Yong Tow Foo selection. I found the Yong Tow Foo and the noodles here to be pretty standard with the kway teow (flat noodles) being nice and smooth. Of course, they had a lot of Yong Tow Foo variety which is most probably their selling point. And what about my Curry Chee Cheong Fun?

It was just alright. Maybe I had set too high an expectation and felt somewhat let down. But I guess if one had tasted the Curry Chee Cheong Fun with pork rind from Wai Sek Kai, Pudu, you would concur with me. Maybe the green chillies shouldn't be there, it was kinda weird. The curry gravy was not thick enough for me. Maybe the stall owners were having an "off" day. Maybe...

After lunch, it was time to start our journey back home. However, the four of us had a twinkle in our eyes and soon found ourselves for one last round of Tau Foo Fah from Funny Mountain. Hahaha...that and a few boxes of Aun Kheng Lim's Salt Baked Chicken too which followed us back to Kuala Lumpur that evening. We made more plans to travel during that journey back :o)

We wander for distraction, but we travel for fulfillment. ~Hilaire Belloc