Just came back from a long weekend in Kuala Lumpur and it is always so good to be there eating my way through the city. This trip was even better because, having just regained my Silver Marco Polo club status, I was upgraded for both legs of the journey.
As usual, my preferred hotel was Piccolo Hotel smack in the middle of Bukit Bintang. It’s really no frills but clean and comfortable enough. At HK$600+ a night, it’s great value for money. You can walk almost to all the best food places in the area – and there are a lot of them. Piccolo is also next to just the best food court in the whole world: Lot 10 Hutong.
When billionaire Francis Yeoh replanned and upgraded the formerly seedy street, he did the one thing that all Chinese in Malaysia love him for: he managed to get pork into a food court (the only in the country) and then he went round getting famous food stall owners to open a branch in Hutong. This is wonderful news for tourists because not only can they taste the food in all its authenticity (you simply must have pork!), they don’t have to seek out all these places on their own. It’s not easy when you don’t have friends there.
So there’s the superb Malaysian coffee, beef balls, pork noodles, char kway teow, nasi lemak, charcoal fry noodles… you could easily have 10 or more meals there! But it’s not all the Bukit Bintang area offers up of course. Over at Pavilion, the Ipoh curry noodles and the nasi lemak are pretty good.
And, about 10 mins on foor will take you to Medan Imbi where you can have bak kut teh, great fried noodles (at night) and even durians!
This is such a foodie country. On this trip I had a gweilo friend with me and even though he professed to eat like a labrador, I think he secretly stopped eating for a week after we came back. We didn;t venture that far, no Pandamaran seafood this time but we did mosey down to Jalan Alor to have Wong Ah Wah’s grilled stingray and balitong, which my friend actually loved! Decided to give him an extra kick by taking him for banana leaf Indian curry rice in Jalan Gasing. We all ate with our hands and he got into the spirit of things very quickly.
People often ask why i don’t go to Singapore or Bangkok for food. With all this (and cheaper) in Malaysia, are you kidding me?!