阿公的炒饭 A Gong De Chao Fan

He sliced enough garlic. He simmered the oil and stirred the garlic till it turned golden before he scooped cooked rice onto the wok.

He would lift his spectacle frame and let it fell back to the nose as a sign of satisfaction everytime the cooked rice got the even spread of eggs white and eggs yolk.

Sprinkles of fine salts plus drops of black soya sauce made him a perfect chef in the eyes of his daughters and grand children.

The words Grandpa's Fried Rice has gone viral and his grandchildren are copying his recipe in their kitchens in Kuala Lumpur, Melaka, Johor Bahru and Singapore.

The fifth sister who is my sister-in-law started it all. During the second day of the Lunar New Year, she stormed Ah Gong's kitchen with plenty of ingredients. She dishes out quite a wide range of yummy cuisine. Among the excellent dishes she served, Ah Gong's Fried is the best.

Ah Gong is a humble man.

Ah Gong would strapped cylinder of cooking gas onto his motor after he hung up a call from his customer. He care to make sure with his quick delivery, his customer cooking are not interrupted.
Ah Gong would hang his pant and shirt on a nail on the green frame of a door that divide Ah Ma's sundry shop and the family hall.

He would take his bath with a dug well water not far from the kitchen. The water is pretty cold, more so during raining days. Next in a short pyjama Ah Gong enjoyed his dinner before the sky become dark. Once in a while I would glance at Ah Gong as the daylight dim behind him through a lower-closed two parts door.

Watching Ah Gong wearing his pant and his favorite stripped T-shirt became a hobby of the past while watching the Sharp TV. He would belt up and walked to his Nissan Sunny parked beyond the gauze window. Ah Ma would stretch her hand to pull the hook of the doors of the windows before she feed the kampung chicken.

This home, a place I like, had become my favorite glances for the morning as I drive to work.
Because his grandchildren are dishing out Ah Gong' Fried Rice and proudly sharing the photos of the attempts in their timeline for cousins to see, I am touched by their sentimental value. This energized me to write this post.

Ah Gong is my father-in-law.


This is MickeyPiggy's version of Ah Gong's Fried Rice.


This KaiKai's version of Ah Gong's Fried Rice.


This Irene's version of Ah Gong's Fried Rice.




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