LAKSA: outlined in its Wikipedia article as a spicy noodle soup
But those who truly understand the process of Laksa (and don't mispronounce it as laska. smh.) know it to be more than just a noodle soup. It's not a bowl of two minute noodles, we will not let it succumb to just that. This won't be a gastronomy lesson, (because I am completely unqualified). It'll be more of an appreciation for the heartwarming joys of well made Laksa.
I've always been fascinated by the magic of cooking. How these bland, unimaginative pieces of carbon matter:
Can be cut and combined and heated to become:
Cooking is just some kind of magic.
In preparation of this enlightening laksa spiel, I found myself turning down a Youtube hole unusual to the ones I normally endeavour:
This guy owns a Laksa spot in Singapore so good that he's won awards for it. Those are some noods I'd love to try. And he didn't cook up some noodles for fun one day, the Laksa soup has been metaphorically running through his blood since his birth.
Mhmmmm... and now look what my recommended for you sidebar has transformed into:
Beside the fact that I'm going to be craving Laksa everytime I browse Youtube now, these videos taught me that Laksa isn't just a meal, it's a way of life. I'm joking, no really I'm not... it's the dedication that you see these people put into their meals that I think adds to the taste and experience of Laksa.
Laksa isn't refined to just one single dish. Laksa covers many different types of "spicy noodle soups". It is a multitude, a variety, a combination of different flavours put together in one big bowl of delish. Laksa actually came about from interactions between different cultures. It was back when different cultures began to meet and trade ingredients which is where the spice trades blew up. Many Chinese women met with Malay and Indonesian spouses. The traditional Chinese noodle soup was mixed and tried with chilli and coconut milk flavours. They opened up their homes and kitchens to each other and shared their history and joy for food.
That's why it's important to know of the history of Laksa. Next time we delve into a bowl of goodness, we'll not only appreciate nutrition, tastiness and sustenance it brings, we'll appreciate the impacts of a community (there's that magical word again). Remember I mentioned the importance of community in blog #2? Here it is shown right in your big bowl of laksa soup. Laksa was born from the sharing of cultures and ideas. And that couldn't have happened without people opening their hearts to the differences of others. I didn't intend to delve into any more moral lessons when I started writing this. Just goes to show; 1. my philosophical nature and 2. there is #truth in #evidence of #community...
The first Laksa I had was food court laksa, in the infamous and slightly outdated yet somehow iconically decorated Adelaide Chinatown food court. Now, the best Laksa I've had to date was in a small local Laksa shop in Penang, Malaysia. My tourist companions and I trekked through the busy bustle of the local markets, witnessing the raw ingredients that made up the laksa we were about to eat. When we finally reached the small hole in the wall spot that our entry was only made possible through the guidance of a local, the anticipation of what our taste buds were about to experience was built up to the max. My enjoyment of that meal (which my friends can tell you I couldn't stop raving about) left me with a satisfaction that I can still feel two years later to this day. The first and the best Laksa were memories I will cherish. It won't be the last Laksa I have that's for sure, and I'll continue on my pursuit to find a Laksa experience better than the ones before.
Live, laugh, Laksa.
The word Laksa was uttered 22 times in this post. Surely that must have tingled your tastebuds by now... still no? Let me entice you with this picture:
Yeah, I thought so. Come visit the gang at Social Street S2 and you can get a hold of this scrumptious beauty all to yourself. We'll give you congratulations and a pat on the back if you order our 'freakin' hot' spice level.
Music content used (Free Music Archive):
Ikebe Shakedown - Penny the Snitch