Just an adventure…

Ok, it was a dawdle.

Last Saturday I managed to take sixteen minutes to do a maybe five minute walk. I left the Myer centre to head to Roti place, I just didn’t realise that was where I was going when I started walking. Normally, you get to the corner of Elizabeth and Albert St, at the crossing near the Macca’s, and head to the city botanical gardens. About halfway there on your left you’ll see Roti Place, next to Jackpot. Both places are good.

I did not walk this way, I walked down Adelaide street though. For a while. Then I turned down a little lane, crossed a street and wound up at the Eagle St end of Elizabeth St. I wasn’t in a rush so I dawdled toward Charlotte St and walked towards Albert St. Eventually I wound up in front of Roti Place.

Maybe I’ll try the little place next door, Miel Container. It had burgers, I did not feel like burgers. I didn’t know what I felt like, and I hadn’t been to Roti Place for a while, so I went in. One of my friends went there recently and had a thing called the Roti Mountain. It sounded intriguing, it looked sort of pointy and I hadn’t had it yet. So I ordered one.

I also ordered a drink called a pineapple paradise, and one of the most unusual things, not bad just odd, things I have eaten.

The Roti Mountain

The Roti Mountain came out first, even though it was the dessert (no complaints from me about that though). It was about a foot tall, and a cone of fried roti drizzled in sweetened condensed milk. When it came out it was all I had so after a few seconds I began the awkward task of eating said mountain. The best way to approach this I found is find the highest layer, and I literally mean the highest not the outermost though in my case thay were the same, and begin to peel off bits and eat. Eventually you get to a point where the structural integrity of the dessert is gone. I watched as the bottom slowly crumbled under its own weight. I continued to peel little bits of causing further degradation until I could pop (HA those who know me know it was far less elegant than that) the rest into my mouth.

For future reference, a chin and t shirt stained with condensed milk is not the greatest look for anyone. Unless the look you are going for is I had fun who cares what you think, then it is fine.

Pineapple Paradise

This is a pineapple and lime drink, that tasted mostly of neither in hindsight. It is not a bad drink, but the two flavours, maybe the fruit they used, tasted like they battled and both lost to a third mystery flavour that tastes like their petulant teen offspring. I wound up running out of it before the main dish, and highlight of my time there on Saturday.

The Unusual Dish

Ok, this is the most unusual thing I have ever eaten. As in the most unusual texture and combination of flavours to me.

It is probably not the oddest thing I have eaten in other ways, considering I have eaten chocolate scorpions and salt and pepper pork intestines, but the texture and flavour of these were kind of what I expected. Also the last lot of salt and pepper pork intestines were also the best I have ever eaten.  I also understand this may not be odd to the people who cook there, or who live in malaysia.

It was to me though. This is not a complaint. I loved this and am definitely getting it again.

I should probably now tell you what it was.

Now would be nice? Yeah?

Ok, Roti Place has three signature dishes on it’s menu, called Signature Oatmeal. This is meat battered in butter, oats, garlic, chili and curry leaves. The three choices are chicken, squid and prawn.

I chose squid.

I had never had squid coated in oats before. It had a vaguely sweet taste to it, not in a bad way. The squid was impeccable. The mixture of squid and oats were what struck me as odd. Like eating squid on an anzac biscuit, but good. Every now and then you would get a mouthful with a piece of chili in it and pow. Oh, my mouth was in heaven. The only other place that does this to my mouth is detour and I offered to hug the chef there twice.  Even though the texture and the flavours were strange I enjoyed every mouthful, and ate until my mouth was dry from the leftover oats.

It was awesome.

I left for paddington from Roti Place with a happy mouth and a mind full of happy befuddlement over the sensation of eating oatmeal squid.

And a drink to top it off

I went to Paddington to watch Get It In Ya, a sketch comedy show produced by Big Fork. As I got to Paddington early I went to Sassafras to dray and have a coffee while I waited. After a little while I wanted an Ice Coffee.

Could I have an Ice Coffee please?

Sure, do you want it with Ice Cream and Cream (Pretty sure I am paraphrasing)

Ice Cream please.

Anything else?

Do you have hot chili sauce?

We have green tabasco sauce will that do?

Yeah.

Do you want a little or a lot?

A lot, please.

The girl making it didn’t even bat an eyelid. She made it exactly the way I asked and it was perfect, for me. I mentioned that she was the first person who didn’t even question what I ordered and she said she’d have to try it.

Kudos to her.

Okay, I have waffled on enough. I am off for now. Have fun and eat new things.