Ahh, just concluded my lunch. The scrumptious, most missed Sambal Timun (eh?) is now sitting my stomach. Delighted to have it, always!
Had specially requested my mom to make it, one of these days while I'm still home. This was another of one those dishes which I longed for when I was in Krung Thep. Yes, I know I'm supposed to eat, sleep, do, talk, act and blend in like the locals, but at times, it's difficult to deny your heart's desire. You just wish to have some familiarity, especially when things are not so much different, yet not the same.
While having this delightful dish, a question popped into my head. Why in the world is the dish named Sambal Timun, when the bulk of the ingredient is pork? Slices of boiled pork mixed with bashed chilies, belacan, onions and slices of cucumber, not unlike a salad. The pork is always more than the cucumber, which is English for timun. Wonder why.
But then, enjoy it while I can. Question can be addressed later. I think I could clean the whole bowl of the Sambal Timun if I didn't check myself. That was how much I missed it and how good it tasted. Yummilicious!
Another tick off my list. I must watch myself, I know, as I am really piling on the fat. I noticed my double is reappearing and my lower torso is expanding. Sigh, but how I am to control my intake, when I want to savour and sample as much as I can before I leave?
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