We celebrated my Supervisor’s birthday at a vegetarian restaurant two days ago. How time flies.. It somehow feels as though it was a couple of months ago when we gave her a birthday surprise.
I arranged for a dinner with her, and I didn’t intend it to be a surprise because I wanted to make sure that she agreed with the venue since she’d be the one paying for dinner (she would insist, so over the years we have learned to “just let her pay”).. But when I called my Supervisor’s son who was in Terengganu for a few days, “the plan” turned into a birthday surprise (again). We bought her flowers, a set of karaoke microphones and a sinfully fattening cake and marched up to her house, and waited for her to emerge from her room (she was supposed to be going out for dinner with her son). As soon as she came into the living room, SURPRISE!!
Anyway, I’ve never fancied anything vegetarian since I was small because I’ve always “believed” that I’d never be full if I ate only vegetarian dishes. I used to dread Sunday afternoons when Mum would just cook chicken or fish porridge, served with salted eggs and salted fish, because I knew then that I’d need to eat something else after lunch.
There was once when J and I went to this vegetarian restaurant in town for dinner. He ordered “fried prawns” and I was like “do you remove the shells?” and J was like, “Shh.. Those are not real prawns la!” I tell you, it was sooo embarrassing! After that he asked me to order one dish, and after thinking for quite some time, I ordered “omelet” and J was like, “Wei, vegetarian restaurants don’t serve eggs la!” Muahahaha *laughs* It was so hilarious! I think after that incident J never asked me to order any more dishes whenever we went to the restaurant!
By the way, what’s with the “fried prawns but not real prawns” and “fish head curry but not real fish” dishes? Why does one become a vegetarian in the first place? Does it have anything to do with religion? Perhaps health? I mean, if you were to go to a vegetarian restaurant and order a fish head curry, even though it’s not real fish, don’t you think it’s ironic?
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Off topic, what’s jeremy doing? don’t know him in person, but just curious… he was very good at school like his sis, not like me, of course.
pelf: Err.. *scratches head*
I’m not an expert in these matters, but apparently, vegetarian food fashioned after non vegetarian dishes were started to allow vegetarians to entertain their non-vegetarian friends.
pelf: Wow, this makes perfect sense to me..
And I must profess that being a non-vegetarian, on the days when I need to be vegetarian, having these options do spice up the day …
pelf: On days when you “need” to be a vegetarian..? When would that be?
Great u have a food post at last !
If u can belanja me a teh tarik and many keropok lekor by the beach I will tell u all and more about vegetarian meals’
On ?
pelf: I’m not sure whether I’m really interested in knowing more about vegetarian meals.. But anyway, ON!
BTW, we don’t sit by the beach during monsoon, and we usually eat keropok lekor with nyiur, not teh tarik.. 