i'm really craving for..budu!it would be divine to eat a plate of hot rice with budu.it will be even more mouth watering if i were to have ikan bakar and fresh ulam.mmm..
my mom likes to put some shredded young mango in a plate of budu together with thinly sliced onions.yummy.i always tell my mom never to put a plate of budu if i'm on diet..somehow i tend to go for 2nd and 3rd helpings of rice with budu in front of me.
my nieces and nephew who live in kota bharu(their mom is one of the eye specialists in husm kubang kerian) think my obsession with budu is odd.in their eyes,i'm their hip and happening auntie(if compared to the rest..ha..ha).they call me,"mek salmah" when ever they see me eat budu and up till today i don't know why they crack up in laughter when they call me that.my nieces and nephew speak english with kelantanese accent.they call pringles "kepok".but i love them to bits anyway.so whenever they are in kl, i force them to speak english properly.don't get me wrong..i think highly of kelantan and kelantanese people.
in 2001,when my doctor sister who was staying in glasgow then (doctors seem to further their studies all the time) asked me to smuggle a bottle of budu for her.she was pregnant and all she craved was budu.so i had to fly from kl to heathrow and then fly to glasgow with the budu plus some ulam..crazy i know.in the end,i arrived in glasgow airport(can't remember the name of the airport) but my luggage was nowhere to be seen.the officers later sent the luggage to my sister's house.up till today i think my luggage was opened and inspected by the officers because of the budu and the ulam.by the time i got my luggage,my sister said that she was craving for cockles!so the next day i had the job of scouring glasgow for cockles.not very pleasant job in january i must confess.while scouring glasgow i found anchovy sauce in boots which is similar to budu i suppose and i felt like smacking my sister then.
i must learn to make budu from scratch.my grandma makes her own budu up till now and she is 80 plus.i must also get mia to like budu which is a tough job because she is bread and cheese lover.my mom claims that budu making process is a very tough process.and she claims that all ingredients and utensils must be clean or else the quality of the budu will be compromised.
my father is not a budu lover.we place budu far away from him if we are eating at the dining table or else the old man would not eat.really strange i told him.when ever i scoop budu with a spoon he will grimace.and when i eat it like it's gravy,he will get upset and say it is not healthy to eat something so smelly..is it smelly?i don't think budu smells bad.