Edirizal, my younger sibling from Bumi Serpong Damai says “Nasi goreng jo karupuak baguak lebih mantaab, kak.” Bahasa kerennya “Fried rice with emping melinjo is just perfect.” I couldn’t agree more. The two go deliriously and happily together.
In our house, when we were growing up there is no such thing as left-over rice. All the left-over rice from the day would be turned into nasi goreng. My mother would see to that. With fresh chillies, shallots and shrimps she would produce a dish worth drooling over. I would use the same ingredient but I could never, I mean never ever, replicate a fried rice dish as delicious as hers. They say it’s a mother’s loving hand. Ah … a mother’s love makes all the difference. Even in the dishes that she cooks for her children!
Now that I am a mother and an andung, would my cooking evoke the same ‘ooohs and aaahs’. Hmm … I am still waitin’ and hopin’.
Nasi goreng used to be a simple home-cooked dish. Now it has gone mainstream. And has become a bit snooty too. Nobody bats an eye lid paying about thirty dollars or more for a plate of nasi goreng. With slivers of abalone peeping from a bed of long grain fried rice, what do you expect?
My nasi goreng isn’t that upscale but it can hold up on its own. I think … Hmm … take a look.
There are so many ways of making fried rice. But I only know of one way and that is my mother’s way. There is a lot of side dishes accompanying the fried rice. No fried rice would be complete without teri or salted fish or sliced omelete. She would also have a small plate of salad on the side – usually cucumber and carrot – infused with lemon juice – all lemony and tangy – to lessen the heaviness of the ‘bumbu’ she said.
Wait … there is another side dish. The karupuak baguak … a plateful of that crispy crackers!
With that, the serving of nasi goreng is complete. And I have never, ever turned down my mother’s nasi goreng. It’s simply too yummy to resist! Molah kito makan.