Okay. So, maybe my trip to Malaysia was several months ago. I’m sure you all get it: I loved it there.
I swear, I didn’t want to write another Malaysia post.
(well…maybe I did. But for the sake of whatever sort of limited-loyal readership I have, I wanted to restrain myself)
Readers, this was the thought process:
- I have mere days left in Baghdad, and nothing significant, exciting or food-related will be occurring in that time. (Unless you count election results…eh? eh? anybody?)
- My journey back home will involve a 24-hour layover in an exciting new place that Kirstin has never been before! That means, I’ll make it up to all of you with a real post about something that I actually ate/saw/experienced recently.
- I couldn’t bear to just abandon the blog until the above-mentioned exciting post is crafted and published, so it was either a Malaysia post, or another vague (and boring) post about the direction my life is heading in.
But, I’ll leave the choice to you, the loyal reader, about whether to read on, about a misunderstanding of what a “park” is and how I managed to claw my way through a dense jungle with only a fluffy steamed bao to sustain my energy.
(One more thing, I’m starting to plan for my own bao-making adventure. Does anybody have good dough recipes or tips/techniques? Much appreciated! …okay, read on!)









