The thought of being confined in a room for days, frantically scribbling notes and memorizing facts in preparation for an examination marathon scares the s^_^ out of many, I'm sure. I decompress by lunching well, not luxuriously but well. During this period, I rediscovered the love for the portable, polystyrene packs of mixed rice (think stir-fried kangkung, sweet and sour pork, bittergourd with salted black beans and steamed eggs). What's there not to love about a palm-sized container of white rice, topped with all the dishes of your choice at a mere S$2.70 - S$4.00? The real happy value meal, if you ask me.
And inevitably, between clause 184.108.40.206.1.8 and 220.127.116.11.7.1 of the neverending man-made rules, the exhausted mind started wandering far beyond the books.
At one point, it went back to Bangi, on a Sunday in March. We were here to check out an infamous briyani restaurant, Anje. To me, Bangi is an unchartered territory and never had I envisioned this developing town to be filled with restaurants of attractive signboards and for some, renown as well. There must be a handful of them boasting the BEST briyani around but since we were new here, we decided on the tried and tested.
It's only a matter of choice of meat to go with the saffron-coloured rice. I went for the ayam kampung (free-range chicken) - fried and subsequently rendered in a sweet (from the heaps of minced shallot), heavily spiced (chilli, cumin, cinnamon, fennel, etc) gravy. Briyani is about that spoonful combination of dense, sticky sauce, velvety (or fatty) dalchar, crunchy achar and warm, fluffy briyani rice. In my opinion, Anje delivered but perhaps a gravy accentuated with a few more pinches of salt would have appeased my palate more. They offer interesting dishes like Mee Bandung and Mee Rebus as well.
As dangerous as it may sound, the mind wanders too, when we drive. Soon enough, we found ourselves at the nearby Uniten. I took notice of a note stuck next to the light and ceiling fan switches at the canteen. It literally means - Switch off the lights during daytime. Avoid wastage. It is a Satanic practice. Interesting choice of words from the university owned by an electricity utility company, I must say.
I'm definitely looking forward to wandering around Bangi again, in search of good Malay food. Soon after the last leg of my marathon, hopefully.
Restoran Anje Nasi Beriani Gam Johor
15, Jalan SS 15/1C
Bandar Baru Bangi