Eggs, Bacon, and Misadventures

The Great Bukit Bintang Breakfast Quest

PERSONAL REFLECTIONS

Peter Pickering

8/15/20242 min read

One fine morning in Kuala Lumpur, Parichad and I awoke with a singular craving that overshadowed the exotic flavours of our recent culinary adventures. For days, our palates had danced through the spices of Thai, Indian, and Malay cuisines, but today, our taste buds were singing a tune nostalgic for the West—a hearty Western breakfast with all the trimmings: eggs, bacon, toast, beans, hash browns, and sausage.

Fuelled by our yearning, we ventured out from the quaint corners of Brickfields and the bustling alleys of Chinatown, only to find that these vibrant districts, while rich in culture, lacked the breakfast we desired. With hopes dwindling but spirits still high, we decided to head to the epicentre of all things cosmopolitan in KL—Bukit Bintang.

Our trusty Grab taxi whisked us away and dropped us right at the grand entrance of Pavilion Mall. As we strolled past the gleaming storefronts of Chanel, Calvin Klein, and Louis Vuitton, a creeping unease began to settle in. The further we walked, the less likely it seemed that our breakfast needs would be met amidst this parade of luxury.

In a stroke of optimism, we approached a concierge, who directed us to a food court on the third floor. The food court was a feast for the eyes but not for our specific craving. We scanned the bustling scene: an impressive array of culinary delights from around the globe, yet not a single plate of the Western morning staples we so dearly missed. There was a boiled egg— a lone sentinel—but alas, no toast to accompany it.

Resigned, we settled for a rather pricey Indian breakfast, which was delicious but not what we'd set out for. Post-meal, as we meandered around the 'Millionaire Row,' it struck us that we were perhaps more 'Honda' than 'Rolls-Royce,' yet we enjoyed the opulent surroundings with a touch of amusement at our misplacement.

Just as we were about to surrender to a cup of coffee, a glimmer of hope appeared in the form of Dome Café, nestled conveniently across from Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf. "Hang on, Dome Café, it’s Australian," I remarked, somewhat taken aback by the familiar. Sure enough, there it was—the familiar big breakfast, the little breakfast, eggs on toast, and for the more discerning palate, eggs Benedict.

"Oh my god, that’s exactly what we wanted," I exclaimed, half in relief, half in frustration. It was all here, hiding in plain sight, and we had missed it! As fate would have it, our previous indulgence meant no room was left to enjoy these newfound treasures.

Laughing at our morning’s escapades, we made a mental note for our return trip to KL, post-Penang. The moral of our story? Well, perhaps it’s that the quest itself is part of the adventure, or maybe it’s to keep your eyes peeled because sometimes what you seek is right under your nose!

As we plan to explore less glitzy shopping centres in Penang next, our spirits remain undimmed, ever ready for the next amusing tale of our travels.

Eggs, Bacon, and Misadventures: The Great Bukit Bintang Breakfast Quest

One fine morning, a craving for something familiar sent us on a quest that became more about the journey than the destination. As we navigated the contrasts of the city, we discovered that sometimes, what you're searching for is closer than you think—and the adventure lies in finding it.