Sunday, 19 July 2015

Creative Stuffing from a Home-based Chef



Stuffed vegetables - Yong taufoo

The fish, a natural food, is easily digested and an excellent source of high quality protein, minerals and vitamins. Doctors and nutritionists often encourage the consumption of fish to maintain good health. Some of us like our fish raw while some like it fried. A few like like it baked or grilled; many like it steamed or poached while others like it in curries or soups.

My family likes fish with creative stuffing. During family gatherings, my mother aged 80 years, often prepares stuffed fish and stuffed vegetables. During our younger days, my siblings and I looked forward to festive occasions when mother prepared her mouth-watering specialty – Fried Stuffed Fish. We called it “magic fish” because it looked like a fish but did not taste like one!
 

Her favourite fish for stuffing is treadfin (tai mah yau/ kurau ). I often watch with fascination my mother’s “effortless operation” in extricating the internal organs without slitting the fish’s stomach wall. She detaches the gills and then pulls them out together with innards from the stomach, a skill acquired through years of experience.

She then makes a deep cut along the fish on either side of the backbone.This results in two “pockets” for stuffing. Flipping these two flaps over gently, she scrapes the flesh without breaking the skin. The fish flesh is then finely chopped before salt water is added to it. This fish paste is then combined with a mixture of chopped meat, mushroom and water chestnut. After seasoning with pepper and cornstarch, mother stuffs the mixture back into the fish. It is quite a makeover - the fish has a “new body” in its “old clothes”.


Mother then fries the stuffed fish in shallow oil and then adds in her distinctive dark sauce. Garnished with spring onion, red chilli and cilantro, it becomes a transformed fish – our mother’s “magic fish”.



Magic fish

To complement the stuffed fish, sometimes my mother would cook stuffed vegetables. For the paste, mum usually buys Spanish mackerel (tenggiri) or Wolf herring (ikan parang).
 

She removes the flesh from the fish, chops them up and adds salt water to them until they become sticky and heavy. After seasoning with pepper, cornflour, and egg white, she adds in a mixture of minced meat, salt fish and spring onion. Nowadays, we use the electric chopper and sometimes forgo the salt fish or meat.


 
Scrapping fish flesh


Chopping fish flesh

Pounding fish flesh














Meanwhile, my sisters and I would cut the vegetables. Every piece is trimmed to mother’s specifications. The bitter gourd rings are sliced (not too thick or too thin) their seeds removed, leaving the pith tissue intact. This ensures no fish paste pops out during frying!
 


The brinjal is slant cut with a semi-cut in between for stuffing. The bean curd and its derivatives are treated differently: tofu, cut into triangular halves has a wedge-like pocket in the centre; taufoo pok, washed in warm water, is squeezed dry to expel the oil and then cut into half; fu chok and team chok, cleaned with a moist cloth, are cut into square bite-size pieces for easy rolling of the paste.
 

The red or green chilli is slit lengthwise with the seeds removed; the lady’s finger is cut similarly but with the seeds intact. The green or red pepper is cut into sections suitable for stuffing. Sometimes for variety, we include mushroom, fatt choy and chives. The mushroom stalk is removed leaving a wide surface for filling. Fatt choy is stuffed sparingly into fish balls (made from fish paste). A stalk of chives is folded in the shape of a ring and intertwined with the ends of the strand to make a little “bird nest” for filling. This vegetable finds favour with the older generation only.

Then it’s stuffing time. My sisters and I would help mother to stuff the fish paste into the cut vegetables. As we work, we catch up on the latest news of our family members. Before long, the stuffing is ready as many hands make light work.


The myriad of colours produces an attractive array – dark green, light green, apple green, red, white, brown, black and purple. This is our family’s “rainbow yong taufoo”. The stuffed vegetables (except the stuffed chives and chilli) are fried in oil. Then the “master chef” does the final touch – she simmers every piece to the correct consistency before adding in her unique bean paste sauce.



Mother cooking her family's favourite dish - yong taufoo


As we sit down for a hearty and healthy meal, my mother listens with nostalgia as her grandchildren say: “This magic fish has a fantastic taste. Grandma’s yong taufoo is the best”.

A hearty and healthy meal
It seemed not long ago that she had heard similar remarks, uttered by her children.
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This article was published in the Star on 10th July 2003. It is reprinted in my cookbook "Quick and Healthy Meals". Recipes yong taufoo and magic fish are included.
To order the book, email : quickandhealthy@yahoo.com

Friday, 3 July 2015

Malacca: New and Old Experiences

Come and get a cold drink

Have you ever wondered what it is like to crawl on walls and ceilings like Spiderman? And from the ceiling, you look down and everything is upside down? How does an upside-down house appear? I had a chance to find this out on a trip to Malacca.


Recently my sister and I went on a day trip to this historic town with a tour group.  Forty-four of us (including tour leader, Mr Lim Kean Huat), young and old, had fun in an upside-down house. Besides the unusual house, we watched how bees made honey, rode a decorated trishaw, climbed many steps to St Paul’s Hill and tasted authentic nonya food.

We started off from Klang at 7 am. On the way, we stopped in Seremban for a “dim sum” breakfast which pepped me up as I was still sleepy from rising up early. After a brief stop at a herbal shop for a nourishing bird's nest drink, our energetic group arrived at the upside-down house in Malacca before noon.

Counter at the front desk: Tickets please

Opened a few months ago, the house was unique because all the furniture was constructed from the roof.  We looked up to see the hall bedecked with a television set and a coffee table. Next to it was the dining area with some snacks laid out and further in was the kitchen with a fridge, an oven, cabinets and spice-laden counter tops. In an adjoining room, a furnished child's room, a master bedroom with a toilet at one corner, were displayed. All these furniture were suspended from the ceiling, while we stood on the “floor” which was interspersed with fluorescent lights. 

Which channel do you prefer?



Let me get some snacks

Reaching out for some spices






Which side of the bed should I sleep?


Ready to flop on to the bed






8 people to sleep on one bed?
I am using the toilet -no peeping!

Basically, the fun part was taking pictures with the corresponding furniture above. Our group took many pictures, posing in many creative stances below our chosen furniture.  Full of zest, all of us became  “ instant actors” for an hour, throwing away all inhibitions. I found the acting "therapeutic" and enjoyable.

To get the Spiderman effect,all we have to do was to rotate the picture 180o and hey presto - we have the illusion of being suspended from the ceiling. Everyone enjoyed the extraordinary experience of being the Wall Crawler - even though it was only in a picture! 

After all that excitement, 44 hungry mouths had a sumptuous nonya lunch of ayam pongteh (chicken and potato stew), curry fish, prawn with petai (stink beans), fried mushroom and more. And to top it all, we had the delightful dessert- cendol (coconut ice frosty), a welcome treat in the hot weather.

Ayam pongteh
Prawn with petai












Fried mushroom
Delightful dessert - cendol












After lunch, we visited Giant B, the largest honey producer in Malaysia. Mr Ong Kang Peng, Apiculture Specialist and owner, was on hand to show us how bees were bred for honey.

Giant B

We were first led to the side of the building. We saw a whole row of beehive boxes. 

Bee hives

Ong proceeded to explain how bees made honey. As he pulled off a plastic sheet from one framework, thousands of bees emanated from the combs. None of the busy bees bothered Ong who was not wearing any “armour”. He said he was immune to bee bites, having worked for more than 38 years with these amazing animals.

Pulling out a plastic sheet 
Thousands of bees 
Using tiny plastic spoons, Ong scooped out honey directly from the combs and let everyone taste it. Mmm... I liked the pure and natural taste.


Next, he lifted out the framework to show us the honey comb.

Lifting out the framework


Bees move to the bottom















After all the bees had moved to the bottom, Ong scraped off the outer layer of wax with a small knife. He then cut off little cubes of the honey comb and let us taste the goey sweet stuff. Yummy!




He then led us to the gallery - a brightly coloured building, with well decorated models of bees on the outside of the building.

The front of the building

Inside the gallery, Ong explained the exhibits on the walls, tracing the life-history of the bees and the bee-breeding process. After extolling the health benefits of honey, Ong let us taste bee-pupa. Mmm ...crunchy and crispy!

Ong holding up a bottle of bee-pupa

Finally, the best part of the visit: Ong invited us to taste all the different grades of honey (natural, propolis, royal jelly, tongkat ali, ginger etc). It was like wine-tasting. Big containers containing different grades of honey, each with a little tap, were displayed on a round table. We each took a small plastic cup, turn on the tap of the selected grade of honey and ...savour! 

Honey-tasting: different grades of honey on a round table

Everyone took advantage of this generous offer...I found most of the flavoured honey pleasant and soothing, although each has its own unique taste. There were smiles all around. Sweetness overwhelmed us, in our tongues as well as in our demeanour! 

After the honey-tasting, many of us bought bottles of honey to bring home for our loved ones.


Sales-counter

A visit to Malacca would not be complete without setting foot on heritage places. Our bus took us to the Stadhuys (built by the Dutch in 1650), the oldest remaining Dutch historical building in the Orient. While half of our group took an invigorating walk, the other half took trishaw rides, to A Famosa, a fortress built by the Portuguese in 1511.  

My sister and I opted for the trishaw ride - what a relief for tired muscles!  It was a long time since I had taken a ride on the 3-wheel vehicle - a common mode of transport in Malaysia during the 1940s and 1950s.

My sister and I
Two senior friends
       We walked around the fortress and captured some memorable shots there.


A Famosa

Our tour group in front of A Famosa

While other members of our tour group went to explore other buildings, my sister and I climbed many tiring steps up to the St Paul's Hill.

Many steps up to St Paul's Hill

It was exhausting, but the breezy air and interesting views from the top was worth it. Looking around at the Dutch burial ground, St Paul's Church and St Francis Xavier's Marble Statue, brought back memories of History lessons in my Secondary School. Gazing far out at sea  (the Straits of Malacca),  I visualized how the Portuguese (1511) and the Dutch (1641) arrived on our Malaysian shores.

St Francis Xavier Statue in front of St Paul's Church

Gazing out at the Straits of Malacca

Fascinated with some of  the souvenirs on display at many stalls there, I bought some "kebaya-designed" key chains etc for my grandchildren. Many young people, foreign and local, were up there too, probably reminiscing on their History lessons, like me.  


Souvenir stall

Soon it was time to bade farewell to Malacca.

On our trip back, we stopped in Seremban for dinner. However, after the "sweet" honey tasting, we did not do justice to the heavy meaty meal. Tired but happy, we arrived in Klang at about 10.30 pm.

Malacca, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, never fails to intrigue me. There will always be something new to discover and something old to reminisce on.