Couldn’t resist coming back here for the roti jala. I just realised that, after tasting the lacy crepes twice in 4 days, the texture of the crepes produced by Mdm Zubaidah (who only cooks on weekends) is finer than the ones her son and daughter made on weekdays. Tasted “better”, too, as if the crepes had been cooked slightly longer, making them less toothsome, and without the “raw”, eggy taste I encountered on my last trip here 4 days back.
The queue is much longer on weekends, which is why I’d preferred to come here on week-days. The longest wait I’d had to endure was 40 minutes in the queue on one particularly busy Sunday morning last year. But this weekend, with Penangites slowly emerging from the 2-month COVID lockdown with more than a bit of trepidation, crowds at food courts are still pretty sparse and we hardly needed to wait more than 5 minutes to get our food.
But if it meant getting better, perfectly-cooked crepes from Mdm Zubaidah herself, I think I’m quite willing to endure longer wait times. Her curries were, of course, the best I’d tasted in Penang, bar none.
