The time is 6:42 in the morning. And it is not a regular morning on my trip. I have been running 5+ hour into the Penang Bridge International Marathon 2014, the 42.195km foot race through the new Penang Bridge, and back.
The dark night is not windy. But that is what exhausting most runner in the back pack. The heat, and the labor of running a marathon had taken a toll on most of us that still running, or walking. We are tired, thirsty, and hungry. We just want to finish the race,
The timing of the sunrise could not be more perfect. Just as most runner in the back pack think of giving up, the sun rose behind us. And there are really nothing more energizing than dawn. The sky turns from dark to bluish. And then, a streak of light rise up on the horizon.
This post is a response to WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge: Early Bird. Read the full account of my race in Penang Bridge International Marathon 2014 in the post here
That is how to order a cup of hot black coffee without sugar or cream. I used to say it wrong. I missed the word “kosong”. The one that is served for me was then a black coffee with sugar.
For me, the Malay-style kopitiam has always been interesting. It always seems that people gather here every morning for a chat, while having breakfast and sipping a cup of coffee. Because of this, Malay-style kopitiam has always been full of chatter.
This is especially true over the weekend. On Saturday morning, we went to 77 Food Yard at Pulau Tikus Market. From the name, I guess that at night, this place transformed into a restaurant. But in the morning, 77 Food Yard change into kopitiam.
It is so hard to find a table for four of us that Saturday morning. In fact, there are another kopitiam right across 77 Food Yard. Yet, both are full house. On weekend, after a long walk through the market for their daily needs, people would take a seat and having breakfast. Without the morning rush to office, people will usually spend more time with family and friends.
We did eventually find a nice place outside. The outdoor area has always been my favorite. And this morning, when it is a bit cloudy, the weather is just perfect to bask in the sun.
After ordering my coffee, I walk around to get my food. In Malay-style kopitiam culture, the owner of the place only sell drinks. Food is sold by stalls that line up in front of the kopitiam, operated by different owner. In fact, you are free to bring your own food, as long as you order drinks from the owner of the place.
That morning I ordered a lot of food. Char Kwee Tiau has always been my favorite. But the one in 77 Food Yard isn’t really that special. Instead, the char mee sua is much better and more tasty. Grace ordered char koay kak, made from flour and tapioca flour.
We had a good chatter and people watching that morning. Someone approach us, Form the way he greet us, I guess he is a monk. Looking at our 3 years old, the stranger go and bought a teether for our son. Our son is obviously too old for that, but still, we said thank you. Later, people said that the man is crazy. But for me, it is a nice encounter.
The kopitiam culture has changed as time pass. Nowadays, many place label themself as kopitiam, opens in air conditioned shopping malls, while in fact, it is just another restaurant. For me, I would still love the original kopitiam, the culture, the food and the interactions.