Nasi Minyak and Old Memories
We met you again as we woke up from an afternoon nap, unsure of what to do next. With no fixed plans, we weighed a few options before our hearts led us to an old favourite in Chabang Tiga.
A Place Close to the Heart
We shared a long history with Warung Norazila, going all the way back to our years living in Kuala Terengganu. As a true Terengganu boy, we believed firmly that Terengganu nasi dagang was the one true king, while all other versions were only pretenders.
Nasi dagang was the taste of our childhood. When we were young, we could simply walk to the local market and buy a packet wrapped in banana leaf from any roadside stall worth its salt. Later in life, when nasi dagang became harder to find, we made regular trips to Simpang Tokku, opposite the Shell station, where two sisters ran a legendary stall.
When we later moved to Kuala Lumpur, every return visit to Kuala Terengganu meant one thing—Simpang Tokku had to be on the list. So when the sisters stopped selling their nasi dagang, it felt like losing a small part of home.
Finding What Was Lost
We searched, asked around, and followed clues online. On our next trip back, we found Warung Norazila. It turned out the sisters had retired, leaving the stall in the hands of younger family members. Recently, we even read that the stall had reopened in its original Simpang Tokku location. That was where we were headed that evening.
Dinner at Last
We arrived at 6:30pm and ordered without hesitation:
- 2 Nasi Minyak with Beef Gulai
- 1 Nasi Minyak with Chicken Gulai
- 1 Nasi Kunyit with Ikan Tongkol
- 3 Iced Teas
- 2 packets of sweet cakes
Dinner came to RM41.00 (≈ USD9 / EUR8), and it felt almost unreal that such comfort could still be so affordable.
An Unexpected Invitation
As we finished dinner, we received an invitation from our old friend Vinodh to join him nearby. Even though we had already eaten, we agreed to meet him later for drinks.
We left Warung Norazila at 7:30pm, stopped by a pharmacy along Jalan Sultan Ismail, then visited our late aunty’s house to check on things. After that, we returned to the Airbnb and walked to Restoran Ocean, where we spent the next four hours talking, laughing, and catching up as bottles kept us company.
Ending the Day Slowly
We wrapped up at 1:00am and walked next door to Ali Spices Restaurant for supper. A thosai, cheese naan, and drinks later—RM16.50 (≈ USD4 / EUR3)—we finally returned to the Airbnb.
We went to bed unsure about breakfast the next day, a little tired, a little full, and very content.
Perhaps we would see you again at lunch instead?
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