Glorious Roast

If you’re ever in Malacca’s Gan Hong He Wet Market in Bukit Cina, don’t miss the roasted pork stall situated in a little hawker centre just outside the building. This gentleman is Mr Tan, who has been at it for thirty years. Needless to say, the long experience is the secret ingredient he brings to his pork, roasted to perfection with the taste and texture bearing testimony. Or is it the jolly company Mr Tan mixes with daily, which is reflected through his food? For me, what went a little further was a matching cup of authentic kopi susu.

That Old Familiar Place

Haven’t posted street photography in a while and I’m back with a subject I love. Wet markets. Why? Because they carry with them the deep heritage of the places they belong to. They’re starting points as services to their communities and are where people meet and establish long and lasting relationships. Sad to say, wet markets are losing their appeal in this day and age and many vendors and their trades are growing old with few new bloods to take over. It’s disheartening to witness many precious traditional crafts will cease with the current aged vendors. My sentiments at the Gan Hong He Wet Market in Malacca.

Too Early To Start

I didn’t know what was the arrangement between this retail mart and little boy, but there he was, selling quail eggs by the entrance. It tucked my heart string seeing how, at such a young age, one needed to do his bit to supplement family income. In the city of Makassar, he isn’t alone.

Young Ride

How young can you ride a motorcycle on your own in the outskirts of Makassar? Maybe not as young as this boy but I must tell you, based on what I witnessed, not very far off.

Among The Crowd

It was a challenge to isolate a subject in Pasar Terong because of the crowd. When the opportunity knocked briefly on this section of the market, I wasted it not to show the expanse of the place and the character of an Ibu, like many, who walked here daily to buy what’re needed for her household.