
FEB 14 — Each time I make a trip to KL, I am reminded of how lucky I am to have just that few handful of good pals (I am no saint, but I guess good enough to earn the friendship of those treasured few) there who are always at the ready to scurry me off away from the slick tourist traps (albeit nice) in the Bukit Bintang and Chinatown area.
Yes, after umpteen times to KL, I admit I am still a Bukit Bintang rat. I love scuttling about to sniff out that little rare shop, stall and eatery hidden just bedside the slick malls and frenzied shopping centres — like for a bowl of what I regard as still one of the best, most sincere and humblest bowl of Ipoh curry hor fun at the corner of Jalan Tong Shin in front of Corona Hotel.








