There is a stall at the junction

There is a stall at the junction of Jalan SU8 next to Selayang Mall in Taman Selayang Utama that always catches my eye when I am strolling towards the mall.

The Malay woman who runs the stall has been doing business there for about five years. It is obvious that the traditional snack foods that she sells at her stall are popular among shoppers and residents in the vicinity.

I have patronised her stall on numerous occasions. Sometimes I have been stopped by family members because they think I have been eating too many fried bananas or ubi for my own good.

My only excuse is that a single curry puff or keropok is not going to send me to hospital. But like all Malaysians who love eating at odd hours, this auntie’s fried snacks are really quite good.

On that day, I made a “flying visit” at her stall. She was assisted by a young man whom I believed was her son. Her fried spring rolls looked really delicious.
The young man was quite adept at picking the items off the various trays. It could only be due to years of standing next to his mum and learning the tricks of the trade.

It was about 3pm. I shouldn’t be hungry but I was just plain greedy. They say that hobbits eat every two hours. I get hungry every three and I am walking dangerously close to the boundary of Hobbiton with my eating habit.
This “macik” looks like she is 50-something. Her assistant must be in his early 20s. Together they make a good team. Business at that hour when I was there wasn’t a peak time for them.

I suspect business will pick up around 5pm when residents start boiling water for their tea, coffee or Milo. There is nothing better than a plate of curry puffs, keropok or slices of fried yam or ubi on the table.