So what do you get to eat at an Indian Wedding? Indian food of course, well I’ve only been to one so I can’t really compare, but the food at this one was great. Being in Malaysia there were a few other bits and pieces that I’m sure wouldn’t be on the menu elsewhere.
The first of the 3 days is a party called the Sangeet, normally a girls only party, but with Kris not having enough guy friends and relatives in Malaysia the bridal couple are sharing this one. Its great fun, lots of music, dancing and drinking. In fact at one point Kris comes to me and says
– I’ve paid for all this booze already, so make sure you drink them dry!
I’m never somebody not up for a challenge, so me and Jozef give it a go, a little hard after last nights antics though.
At this point the Buffet opens, and I spot the biggest pile of chicken satay I have ever seen. So much I can grab a handful of skewers and not even make a dent in it. I’ve got a little bit of a fetish for meat on a stick. With a little salad, here its chunks of Cucumber and red onion, It’s the perfect meal. Spoon over loads of peanut sauce made with the sticky kecap manis, the favoured soy type condiment found all over Malaysia and Indonesia.
The other dish that’s a perfect example is the Beef Rendang, beef cooked, dry in a pan, with coconut and fragrant dark spices till its almost a paste. Perfect for mixing with rice. There’s also a really strange but nice fruit curry, pieces of mango, apple and banana in a kind of curry sweet and sour sauce.
The only thing I don’t like, and trust me I’ve tried this a few times is the Iced Kuching, or I think that’s what it’s called. Using a special Ice shaving machine, a bit like a stationary drill, Ice is shaved into a cup and topped with sweet corn, kidney beans and some flavoured agar agar jellies. Then some syrup is drizzled over. It just not nice or maybe it’s just me.
So the next day is spent at the temple. We have some simple breakfast of noodles, Halwa and Grated carrot sandwiches, nice. Luckily the hotel has the craziest breakfast buffet I have ever seen. The really covered all the bases. Egg station with eggs of your choice; curry and roti station; dim sum; sushi and cured fish; breads and pastries; lassi; salad bar; cheese, yogurt and cereals area; toast area; noodle bar; savoury porridge bar; even a waffle machine and of course all the usual international hot stuff.
So l didn’t feel hungry, which doesn’t mean I’m not grateful, as all the food in Sikh temples is made by volunteers, I Just couldn’t hack carrot sandwiches on a hangover.
After the ceremony, there seems to be a lot more prayers so I sneak out the back with Jozef. We sit and watch the guys serving out all the food at the temple. Maybe it’s because I work in hospitality, but this could be done in 5 minutes, not the hour that it’s taking them. I should volunteer to help teach them to serve in a quarter of the time; surely there would be more time for praying.
Anyway, lunch is mix of very nice potato curry, an amazing dhal, paratha and rice. Finished off with a fragrant rice pudding. It’s a perfect lunch but I can’t do it justice, not with a hangover. I’ve got the groom to blame for that though.
The final event is a sit down meal in our hotel on the Sunday night. It’s very much like the Friday, a little more formal and a lot more speeches, all very good. They bring us out some pointless random things on a plate, one of which tastes like freeze dry chickpea flour. Next is a tasty, little bit curry, tomato soup.
Once that’s out the way the real food opens up on the buffet at the back. Curry is one of the only things that works well on a buffet, most stuff gets demolished, dry or overcooked, curry seems to love sitting out. It’s all nice, especially a really good lime pickle to go with poppudoms.
Friday’s food was still my favourite though; it tasted more home cooked and less formal. Overall it was the best wedding food I’ve had.
I’ll have to try hard at my wedding, when it happens.