you’re probably used to cooking for your parents. what’s the big deal kan? but i’m not a good cook, and when i was younger, i hardly cook for my parents. so when i cook chicken rice for my abah who’s in dubai now, it IS a big deal.
you’d think that having 5 daughters, abah has 5 extra cooks in the house. well, in truth, masa mak ada lagi, mak is THE cook. she made everything, and always tastes so yummy. us girls, we just helped out here and there; most of the time standing on the side sharing stories of the day with her, and she loved hearing them while giving comments and occasional advice – all while whipping up fantabulous dishes.
okay in short, when i was younger, i don’t cook much for abah. now’s the time to make up for it! so since abah is in dubai, i cook my nasi ayam for him, and very proud of it. *smile*
i started making the soup, rice and sauces when abah and umi came, just in time for me to fry the chicken. piping hot and fresh from the stove!
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for a man of few words, that was enough for me. a short expression, but it means the world. *sengih lagi besar* the fact that he had a few more helpings and grabbed a few more chicken made it more satisfying to cook for abah. later on abah even said he won’t be eating dinner, kenyang dah! umi also had a few helpings, and said that everything looked nice and tasted delicious.
as usual, when atuk is around, (or even mr. khairul’s parents), khaleef will show his mengada side. that was him fresh from school, and refusing to eat - “i don’t want orange rice. i want white rice.” hmmph! after atuk pujuk, he finally tried a little bit, and ended up having two servings of chicken rice.
tadi jual mahal – wek! hihi.
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my chicken rice is the simplest on the planet, but if you would like my humble recipe, click here.