Return to Marriott

Since we had the voucher after the mishap a couple of weeks back, we returned to the scene of the crime for berbuka. This time, we were seated indoors, but the marquee where Anita had the fall remained unchanged. I guessed they never quite took heed to what happened.

Anyhow, apart from a slight variation, the spread remained the same. The satay was overcooked this time however. And the place was just as packed, that being Sunday and all. And with that, almost every table had children coming along - ours included. No privacy if you were coming here for a date!

Food was well topped-up and I tried some other stuff, mainly noodles as I wasn't in the mood for rice - been having rice for berbuka almost every day. The queue for roast lamb remained long, so again I gave that a miss. But the highlight remained the fruits and pudding. Idlan had two helping of chocolate cakes - he was right hyper in the end! Big mistake.

We didn't hang around for too long this time as we had already made reservations for Despicable Me across town.

Compared to most places, the buffet here remained the most reasonable price-wise, although the spread was limited tonmainly local Malay cuisine. Well worth checking out, but make sure you were seated indoors.

Iftar at Marriott part II

From part I ...

The food were actually well prepared. The satay especially was very nice. The grilled fish were rather overcooked. The most popular dish that evening was the roast lamb. The queue was long and since I wasn't that much if a fan, I gave that a miss.

For the mains, I had some chicken rice and then went for asam laksa. By the time i went for my Maghrib prayers, I finished most of the starters. I was already full by then. My boys had satay and Irfan had some Indian food. That kept them occupied before going hyper from all the dessert.

Unfortunately, while getting out of her seat, Anita stepped off the platform onto a wet flooring behind our table and slipped. She knocked her knees falling flat on the floor, leaving her with a nice bruise. Her brother went to complaint and after finding out what happened, the Duty Manager arrived. To cut a long story shot, we got the dinner refunded. But since the payment had been made during booking, we received vouchers to return.

Another problem with the place was the surau - prayer room or musalla. They didn't have a proper place for absolution, which for such a hotel was rather sad. We had to do our cleansing at a toilet. But at least the room they prepared for praying was comfortable.

On the whole, the food was actually quite good. Price-wise, compared to other hotel of similar stature, the price here was among the most reasonable. You could cut cost further if you have the dinner at the banquet hall rather than the poolside.

Would we be coming back? Well, we didn't have much of a choice really since we got the vouchers. Would I recommend it? Yes, most definitely. But parking would be a nightmare if you were to arrive late. Traffic to and from the hotel was also notorious.

Iftar at Marriott part I

My brother-in-law took us out for iftar last night. We went to JW Marriott in town, just opposite Pavilion. They served local delicacies at their buffet, so since my Mum-in-law preferred local food, that was what he picked.

The place tended to get pretty jammed up in the afternoon, and hence we left early. We were lucky that the place was still quiet. We made our way to the sixth floor where the buffet was located. It was at an open-aired poolside terrace. There was an alternative venue on the fourth floor where the buffet was served in a banquet hall. We decided to go for the pool, although we had to pay extra.

We took our seat just after seven, and was given a table at the end of a make-shift platform. It was raining but we were well shielded from the elements thanks to a tent.

The spread was pretty good. We had satay, Indian food, the usual noodles, fried rice, chicken rice and those were just for starters. The spread were mainly local, although the desserts were decidedly western.

More in part II ....

The Curve in Ramadan

After the jam I endured coming back from Subang, I had to fulfil my promise to the boys to take them out. Anita wanted to go to The Curve, and the children wanted to go to Marche there. So, the decision was easy. Off we went.

For the past few years, this was the main place we went to shop for Raya clothes. A few of the shops there we were very familiar with. And of course, we had to go there for the Raya cards as well. We had tongue that a miss this time around as the boys were hungry. So the shopping had to wait.

The decor there this year was based on the 60s theme around old KL. Specifically Chow Kit and Jalan Tuanku Abdul Rahman. The had shops basically there. A mini bazaar, selling some really expensive stuff that I didn't even bother browsing.

The clothes there mainly came from local boutique and they didn't come cheap. There were also accessories, samping, songkok and all the rest. But the main items seemed to be baju kurung. Plenty of them, for both children and adults. Don't bother asking about the prices. I could cry.

We skipped that and bought some clothes at Metrojaya instead. Got what we went there for.

Unfortunately, The Curve were shut down at ten even during Ramadan. Which was a shame since they could do with opening it until midnight during weekends as I was sure there would be plenty of people who would venture out after Tarawikh at least for food.

That would be an idea.

Here are the entries from the Raya decor from 2009, 2010 and 2011.

A Dinner or Three

I had a couple of dinners to celebrate the coming birthday. It seemed that all were cramped up during the last weekend as to have the feasts before Ramadan. Not a bad idea.

The first one was just with Puan Anita right after visiting the AV fair. Tomyam because she wanted so. Great dinner and after a tiring day - post call, I slept well that night.

Irfan trying to wind up his uncle

Last night, it was a dinner with my father-in-law who would be celebrating his birthday on the same day as me. We had Chinese, because the boys wanted so. Great meal again.

But at the end of the day, I was still left to dwell on what I really wanted. Sounds like an excuse for another dinner outing.....