long I have nothing more written about the food what you can fit in the world, apart from the short section at Bali entry. No wonder, the food in New Zealand and Australia, but rather less spectacular. Asia is different and therefore is now again a bit Zusammengeschreibsel.
is first noted here, that basically the food is rather cheap here. As already mentioned, one gets the fried noodle dish in Bali from 50 cents (admittedly in homeopathic doses). In Singapore you pay for a court which has a then already saturate 1.50 to 2.50 €. Ate was there exclusively in so-called food courts. I can think of no appropriate name for this degree in the Germans what you can see again I when I go in 3 weeks I'll be right at home again can learn it. Maybe I get the point then also still the same with the right punctuation;)
A food court is certainly a place where you have a fairly high density snack. My hostel was near food court in Chinatown and, accordingly, gabs mainly Chinese dishes. Makes sense. Is not of course compare with the Chinese at home around the corner, the food is below it all a little exotic. Starting over Schildkroetensuppe, Fischkoepfe and other filth is actually everything for the heart or the stomach turns one. I think I have even seen sharks fin soup, so rather less fond of the whole animal. The very evil things I have then saved and limited myself to chicken and pork.
On the first day hath not tasted quite as good, but the remaining days was then ego but always very tasty. In particular, the Indian kitchen tells me too much. Whether North or South Indian, my hats previously tasted the Indian guest workers around the corner, always good. And both in Singapore and in Kuala Lumpur. However, with one exception. In Singapore in Little India - the way, very interesting to see the streets are so full of Indians at the weekend that one can imagine being in Mumbai itself. Too bad that they are all men. Is about 1 to 1000 Indians Indian, and this is now not exaggerated. Is simply due to the make to work in Singapore and coal sent home. rueberuholen wife and children is too expensive. Accordingly, there is also the high rate of homosexual.
But back to the exception of Indian food. I do not remember how it is, but it is purely done for this little snack to a leaf of a tree or shrub into about 10 different ingredients. Mainly any pastes, herbs and strange silver stones. The stones grind then quite nasty if you chewed and the structure together with the spices, the taste is quite perfumed, you then about the taste experience what it would have, it would chew up a bottle Chanel No. 5. But just cheaper. Not really mine.
Encouraged by the Singapore experience then I'm willing to take risks has become something when I came to Malaysia. On the first night I ordered, for example, even a Nasi Goreng Kampung. Short was asked what was in there for, "Rice, chicken, um ..." was the reply, and before he could stutter ego end have already bought. Unfortunately, the Malays can not so really good English and knows what they appear to be in Malaysia as the chicken turned out to be small dried fish. Respectively. than several. Pictures of the Asian Snackfischchen the were processed as there are I still believe in the New York entry from last year. Unfortunately, there is no odor Internet, otherwise I would upload the stench here once, but you let it be said, for the western nose is not that and unfortunately it tastes like so had smelt. Well, habs gefuttert anyway and simply the greatest pieces of fried fish are left.
Gar demand not great, I then 3 days later in China Town. English could eh none (except maybe "Mr.Mr.! Cheap, cheap!") So I have chosen after the appearance of the menu. Typical Anfaengerfehler. Hokkien Mee for me looked like tasty fried noodles with soy sauce. The Chinese are among you now know what I got, can I tell the others. It was delicious noodles with Lebersosse. The pieces of liver were still (I'm actually a big fan of sausage) and have gecshmeckt very intense. Everything else is strictly circumscribed but still sympathetic and sometimes I would not say that the taste was mature. Could I not eat and I'm usually not one of the what can be. Then I'll be frustrated for Burger King.
After Reinfaellen times we went back to Little India, and, behold, all is well. I think I ate probably the best satay skewers of my life (not that I would feed very frequently, but they were great!) and a discovery has been made of the Turks in Germany have long since come times could have been. On the market in Little India, the case everywhere Doener Dogs sold, I call the simple times. A hot dog buns with Doenerfleisch, chilli sauce and mayo on it. The time was quite tasty. I think also warn onions in it yet.
Last but not least, I've just now found another a few Sate skewers, but I made the mistake not to run out of laziness but to Little India to Chinatown. The punishment was swift, this time through fried chicken wars not wars, however, on the one hand and cold to another. Since I prefer my both prions and to avoid salmonella, I have my mouth full of Sate then promoted to the next trash can and threw away the remaining 1 1 / 2 skewers.
So, in as much food. Perhaps there will soon be something about my experience with same-sex love. Not that I would be fond of lately, and I can also do any of what he wants, but for just over one year I dressed alarmingly frequently. Berlin, Chile, New Zealand, Bali, Malaysia ... mentioned
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