T Forty Two, Bangsar Village II: Of Birthdays and Burp-days

Today, two years ago, was the day when my life as a food blogger truly began. Before that, I was just a boring food diarist. That afternoon, at the newly-minted Delicious @ Dua Residence, I was bestowed upon a new BFF, a future Ah Pa and a fellow monkey comrade all at once. I often look back at that very day as my own birthday. Funny, given that we were actually there to celebrate the 30th birthday of our dear Life For Beginners. But in the end, it was my life that has been given a new beginning and a reason to celebrate.

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Today, two years later, and here we are again celebrating Kenny’s birthday with a familiar crowd. BFF’s here and so is Ah Pa. The Devil and McCutie too. My hairy monkey brother may be stuck on the little red dot down south, hopefully sans the cheese now (ask the Diva). But, we are definitely not short on monkeys as Sista Banana and her shiny new manicured fingernails are here to represent. I am very grateful for the people who are seated around the table tonight. No doubt this is a smaller do, in a darker ambiance. More chic, as some would say. And French too, notwithstanding.

I’m sorry for hijacking your tea-for-two with the Queen. I’m sorry to disappoint you with our presence when all you wanted was a quiet night out to sap, rant and whine. I know it wasn’t very easy for you to get a date with Her Royal Highness. I’m sorry for all those nights she has turned you down because she had to spend it with me. She is, after all, my BFF now. I’m even sorrier that you figured out our plans and had to give us your best surprised impression when you showed up. I’m sorry I was late, and I didn’t catch any of that fictitious gratitude. Hooplas aside, what I’m really sorry for is not enrolling the Devil nor that Lyrical Lemongrass to your Lying, Cheating, Deception & Deceit for Beginners class prior to the surprise party. Perhaps, you would have thought them NOT to mention about the camera. Imagine how perfect the plan would have worked out.

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Actually, f**k that! Let me take all those ‘Sorry’s back. Because to be honest, I’m not sorry one tiny bit. It was a really good excuse to have everybody around the table celebrating another milestone for our friendship. McCutie and I also wanted to pass you last year’s Christmas present, which has now doubled up as your birthday present as well *sniggers*. You are just too impossible to get hold off. Lucky us, the Pope canceled on you (the nerves!) tonight and here we are dining in this casual-chic French restaurant. As if the cosmic stars were aligned, we are here in a restaurant founded and run by the same group of delicious people who cooked our food two years ago.

Despite our epic fail efforts, you put on the warmest of smiles much to our relief. As we break our breads together, you tell us how you realised that you were going to be ambushed. I’m glad you still have your sense of humour intact under that thick romantic skin of yours. Our conversations are as delectable as the Duck & Pistachio Terrine served with cornichon (that’s gherkins in French) and beautiful pear chutney that could have been easily mistaken as apples. I wish I could say the same about the visually enticing Puff Pastry Tart filled with huge escargots sautéed in garlic and parsley butter. Unfortunately, the filling left us cold. Then, tales of how our dear Queen Lemongrass has been recently been reduced to just A Whiff of Lemon had the whole table in stitches, as we pass around the T Forty Two salad - crisp salad leaves and seven seed mix tossed with a tarragon truffle dressing much to everyone’s delight.

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The birthday boy made orgasmic faces with every mouthful of his hefty yet tender Veal Escalopes with creamy wild mushroom sauce, served with mashed potatoes; the Devil seems to be enjoying his Linguine with Clams and all its white wine-green chili-oregano-garlic juice at the other end of the table. Perhaps, they were both fantasizing about showering together. I dare not confirm this.

Her Majesty could never say “No” to pampered bovine cheeks whenever they are available. Gamey as this version is to me, our beloved royalty swallowed every bit of her luscious Daube of Wagyu Beef Cheeks with great poised and elegance. More beef came our way in the form of Classic Grilled Sirloin Steak served with French Fries, French Beans and a greenish T Forty Two sauce which I presume is just as French as the rest of the accompanying sides. My Shoulder Rack of Lamb is smokey and charred on the outside and juicily pinkish on the inside, served on a bed of ratatouille and preserved lemons. Overall a decent dinner, but nothing comes close to the evening’s stellar company.

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In one final stunt to surprise our resident poet, Fatboybakes pulls out his most intricate and decadent cake to date, his homage to the la Cerise sur la Gâteaux – a new trick he picked up at the Academy of Pastry Arts (which is a French baking course too by the way). Kenny’s birthday cake is richly decorated, by Ah Pa’s standards this is the equivalent to a Renoir or Monet masterpiece, with layers upon layers of chocolate and bananas. Just no cherries. Not for a grown guy whose cherry has been popped a long time ago. Bananas seems rather apt for the occasion. After all, the birthday boy is surrounded by us monkeys. Queen Lemon included.

Yes, my life as a flogger (as we food bloggers are known to some) wouldn’t be constantly filled with colourful days like these if it wasn’t for Life For Beginners. And neither would would my meals be as memorable. So, I thank the day when he was born because I am now blessed with this wonderful gift of friendship. His birthday, my burp-day.

Happy Birthday, Bro!

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Read all about Kenny Mah’s hilarious account of the same evening HERE?.
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T Forty Two
Bangsar Village II,
No. 2, Jalan Telawi Satu, Bangsar Baru,
Kuala Lumpur.

Tel: +603-2287 6566

16 Responses to T Forty Two, Bangsar Village II: Of Birthdays and Burp-days
  1. Life for Beginners
    January 24, 2011 | 12:26 am

    *GUFFAWS*

    I totally fainted, mate. Faintedss, I tell you! Not often one gets a birthday party when the fun begins even before the dinner proper… Hehe.

    Waitaminute, if your burp-day falls on my birthday, doesn't that make us birth/burp-mates? :P

    Either way, thanks for the lovely evening. You da best, bro! *HUGS!!*

  2. J
    January 24, 2011 | 1:06 am

    Yay for food and friendship and hip hip hooray for the ever charming Mr Kenny Mah! :)
    (Nice post, monkey!)

  3. Pureglutton
    January 24, 2011 | 4:43 am

    Luvly & brilliant post, Munkey :-)

  4. Sean
    January 24, 2011 | 5:10 am

    what a heartwarming and touching post. at first glance, i thought it was a bit strange that photos of alcohol were absent in this entry, but then i realized that you all didn't need any buzz from booze when you already have the comfort of this cheerful companionship :D
    ya lar, this queen is becoming quite elusive. according to my calendar, i've only had dinner with her on oct. 6, 2010, and jan. 19, 2011, in the past four months. at this rate, i won't be seeing her again until may 2, 2011!

  5. thule a.k.a leo
    January 24, 2011 | 6:44 am

    yeah… heart-warming yet funny post :)

  6. Lyrical Lemongrass
    January 24, 2011 | 6:55 am

    LOL! I LOVE your writing! I love how you allude to Kenny's showering together obsession. I swear you're the Anti-Kenny! (in a good way, if that's even possible!)

    Hehe…please tell Sean that it's his fault that we haven't been meeting up. :-P I'm always free and lonely and free and lonely and free and alone what.

  7. fatboybakes
    January 24, 2011 | 7:05 am

    i need new glasses. i misread this "As we break our breads together" as break our heads together…

    quite a life changing event innit, this kenny mah's birthday…. spawned an ahboy from there…lovely post..as sean said, so heartwarming.

  8. Life for Beginners
    January 24, 2011 | 7:49 am

    @Sean: Don't listen to the Queen, bro – she's completely impossible to hunt down! Easier to get a date with the Pope lah!

    @LL: He's not the Anti-Kenny lah. He's a unique and very special snowflake all by himself. :D

    @FBB: Pity I didn't spawn an Ah Girl for you too. But then again, you got one oredi what… :P

  9. gfad
    January 24, 2011 | 9:30 am

    Yes, such a sweet post. Then again, you always were a very sweet munky. :)

    Where's the photo of AhPa's richly decorated, intricate and decadent cake?

    I had to book the Queen now just to see her in July. Hopefully get to see Hairy too!

    Funny, even though I am 6000km away, I still get your humorous allusions. The shower, the lemon, the honeyed-sista and hairy bro. Who says social media is a social ill? ;)

  10. qwazymonkey
    January 24, 2011 | 11:34 am

    LFB: Yeah, we'll always have this day to connect us together.

    J: Thanks, but the honours go to Mr.Mah for providing enough humour and sweet nuances to make this post interesting.

    Pureglutton: Thanks.

    Sean: Didn't you see that glass of clear H20? Isn't that alcohol at its purest state for you?

    Thule: Thanks, bro!

    LL: Well, I'm forever scared from reading that post. That mental image is not a friendly one. I think Sean has gotten the message by now. He may proceed to book you for May 2, 2011.

    FBB: I think you're fine without glasses. After all great Impressionist like Van Gogh and Monet didn't use any despite their lack of sight. Blurry as their masterpieces may look to the naked eye, their works are among the highest priced in the world nowadays. Looking forward to more mater-cake-pieces from you soon, Ah Pa.

    LFB + Sean: But I've got her booked up for the next few months already. :P

    GFAD: Thanks. Will share the cake pic out when it's officially a cake that one can order. U know hor, the cake has a special ingredient that I cannot put into writing. U ask him lah what it is.

  11. HairyBerry
    January 24, 2011 | 2:35 pm

    yo fellow hairy brother/comrade, has it been 2 years already??? gosh, time really flies. it was great meeting you at Kenny's party, after being an avid reader of your blog and comic for quite sometime. still keeping it fresh and funky, you da qwazymonkey!

    ehhh, lupa pulak it's about Kenny's birthday. haha. with great company and fun, the tak jadi surprise pun tak apa lah, right? :)

  12. babe_kl
    January 25, 2011 | 1:37 am

    Lovely and well written ;-)

  13. fatboybakes
    January 25, 2011 | 2:54 am

    i just re-read your post coz it was so riveting, and also had to reread coz i didnt know there was a mention of a secret ingredient, which gfad DMed me to find out…

    i ALSO didnt see 1st time round that it was the same delicious ppl that cooked this dinner??? REALLY? so you mean E&O owns this joint, or is it the the other plan B fellow?

  14. Corinne @ Degustinations
    January 25, 2011 | 4:41 am

    Lovely post, Mr Qwazy and congratulations on the 2 year anniversary! :)

  15. motoare electrice
    January 26, 2011 | 3:12 pm

    Very well written post. I love the way you write and this post is not an exception. Thank you.

  16. CUMI & CIKI
    January 29, 2011 | 11:59 am

    ive been a bad girl! i hvnt been blogging.. sigh.. need to ketchup.. like NAO!