Being single and staying alone, living in an apartment suits me just fine. The view is great. There is always a cool breeze blowing in. Everything is within easy reach. I do not need that much space. Those extra nooks and crannies in a bigger abode will merely gather dust anyway. However, one of the drawbacks in living in such confined space is that the kitchen is also close to every other part of the apartment. When something pungent is being cooked in the kitchen, the whole place reeks of it, which is what happened this morning.
Having gathered all the ingredients for the kiam hu kut kari over several days, and not feeling feverish anymore, I was resolute that today would be the day to treat myself to this delicious fare. Cooking this curry consisted of frying the salted fish bones which let off a pong that was overpowering initially. Fortunately, the breeze blew away much of the odour. The curry tasted nice but not as I remembered. Mum’s was nicer. I allowed myself only two pieces of salted fish bones. Preserved food is something I should keep away from as much as possible. I will cook this again when Wuan is here with a slightly modified recipe and see if it tastes like how Mum had cooked it, and stink the apartment all over again. Hopefully, that will be another breezy day.