a.k.a Pengat Pisang (mind me, I am thinking of a name for an upcoming food competition, hence the reason for the direct translation)
All this while, back in Malaysia, pengat pisang is not my kind of food. Boleh je makan, but like Abah said "kalau orang tak bagi pun, takde la terasa hati". Ohhh…..when it comes to food, I am categorised as 'enjek' (cerewet). Jadi memang mengada2 lebih sikit bab food. (I think I have mentioned this somewhere in previous posts).
Hence, it is not surprising that I don't even know how to make pengat pisang (and sekelompok dengannya such as bubur kacang). Even after I got married because Din is not a big fan of any kind of bubur/pengat as well.
Then, one fine day, I went to a farewell party. Makan pengat pisang 3 kali. Then, that night, I send message to tuan rumah : "If you got leftovers pengat pisang, can I come to tapau??". Errrrr……………malu tak malu?? Din dah tak larat nak kutuk diri ini. Especially because when he asked for some of the tapau food, wife dia buat muka mcm tak ikhlas je bagi. But, who cares???
At this moment, I am in the middle of cooking pengat pisang. Don't know what to expect because this is my first time. Macam la susah sangat…..bukan 'beryani gam' pun…huhuhu. Just, a question to ponder: "Why don't I appreciate what I have until it's gone??" (or in this case, susah nak dapat….).
Note: If tak appreciate pengat pisang, takpe la. It won't be gone forever. Takde bahan pun still boleh adjust sikit sebanyak. Tapi kalau tak appreciate keluarga, kawan?? Or, rezeki yg ada?? The ability to see, to feel??