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Cuisine from Malaysia to France…and all in one week!

A sign  on our hotel balcony in Langkawi
After being back at home for 5 days after a fabulous week with my daughter in Malaysia, today I am leaving for almost a month in France.  I am joining a very special friend in Paris and we are going to navigate our way through the tiny villages and coastlines of Brittany before, as we say in Australia, “going off the beaten track” to see what else we would like to explore.

I am taking my favourite French recipes and some new ones on my IPad so that I can try them with the French seafood, which is so very different to ours Downunder. I absolutely love cooking so I am excited about the many possibilities I have for success, and even perhaps some failures. And I will try some "fusion" experiments with some recipes I picked up in Malaysia.
Spicy crab, sauteed stingray, steamboat chicken and more...
The food in Malaysia was wonderful.  From the food stalls in Chinatown where we sampled spicy chilli crab, sautéed stingray with saltwater vegetables, steamboat chicken, fried noodles and local beer, to a sublime, rather more elegant meal of seabass and crab at a great new restaurant in Langkawi called The Cliffe. 
The Cliff
And the Malaysians certainly know how to make great cocktails as we discovered at a quaint little bar on the beach at Pantai Chenang in Langkawi.


So today a long journey to Paris, once again flying Malaysian Airlines. I don’t mind long distance travel;  after so many trips I seem to be able to cocoon for the 24 or so hours and enjoy the multi faceted experience, most of the time, and of course the odd glass of champagne…during the flight and certainly on arrival in one of the world’s loveliest cities.
So until I return with more recipes and stories… à bientôt…

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