![]() ![]() …but I bought one that day and took it home. They are not really nice, if you ask me – not soft like the cakes that I’m more accustomed to and I detect a strong scent of essence in it… …and arranged nicely, one on top of the other, with a bit of jam spread in between them. If I’m not mistaken, these are actually one whole cake cut into cubes… Maybe it was because my mother could make cakes and needless to say, hers were a whole lot nicer so we never had to eat those. However, I do not quite recall actually eating it and enjoying it a lot. People in those days did not use plastic and that certainly was a lot more environment friendly than what people do today. LOL!!! But I do remember seeing them a lot – packed in the same longish manner but wrapped with white translucent paper, the type people use to make kites. Well, to be honest, I cannot remember ever eating that. ![]() Then she went on, “Do you remember how we used to love eating this cake so much when we were small?” She stopped to chat and while we were talking about what we were buying, she exclaimed, “Hey! Aren’t you buying these?” Well, I was there sometime ago buying some made-in-Sarikei lung ngor (that I find are the closest to what I used to enjoy when I was a kid) when my neighbour, also a retired teacher, happened to pass by. I will not have to go all the way to the main Sibu Central Market or the smaller ones in the other parts of town and other than the petrol, I can save on the parking fee too – it is over 40 sen for half an hour here. In a way, it is a sort of mini-market and I do drop by their time and again because it is so convenient. There is a little shop just round the corner from my house, probably just a couple of hundred metres away, that sells fresh meat, fish and vegetables in the morning and fruits and all kinds of other stuff the rest of the day. ![]()
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