Beef stew. Oxtail in Les's bowl, chunks of chuck tender in mine because I don't like fiddly bony bits of meat.
I had mine over ketupat, steamed cakes of pressed rice, left over from a Ramadan break-fast curry meal given to us by a neighbour. She cooked up a storm on the afternoon of the last day of Ramadan, and came over with the food before sundown because she wanted to share with us the specialities that they were having for their last break-fast. We felt more honoured than being invited over for Hari Raya, this was so much more intimate and family-like.
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