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I went back in the evening and it was milling with shoppers by then. Most were there to buy food to break fast with and there were a handful of non-Muslims who were there specifically for the food. And then there was me.
Some curious vendors asked me why I was taking photos. I said that these were for “paper” and they were very happy, smiled and even posed for me, unlike the fler at Matta Fair who haughtily told me that I would need permission first before taking photos of the Fair.
It took me about 30 minutes walking from one end of the Bazaar to the other end, going past the four rows or so of vendors selling various traditional Malay food and food that have been influenced by other races in Malaysia like Chinese-style fried rice, pancakes, roti canai and kacang puteh. Even ice-cream vendors and yogurt drink mobile stalls were there to capitalize on the hungry crowd too. I half expected someone to sign me up for a credit card.
Although I didn’t pack any food home, the Laksa Kedah reminded me of the hot and spicy food in Singapore and the Otak-Otak reminded me of trips to Melaka and Johor. Maybe I should have bought some to reminiscence the good times.
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