Why get stuck in a jam when you can detour out and eat something delicious and warm? This foodcourt has been here for quite sometime but I just haven't been there lately. Like an old friend, it greets you with food that's still tasty and satisfying...
Foodcourt 222, Jalan 222, Petaling Jaya (opposite Amway building)
Consistently delicious food...
Situated in a notoriously jammed area
On a rather rainy day in PJ, we found ourselves on Federal Highway in a jam. A quick detour brought us to the 222 Foodcourt. I used to come here for late night nasi lemak bungkus but rarely try the other stalls because most of them close shop by nightfall. Maybe because it's fate or because of the rain, the nasi kukus stall from Kelantan still had food at 6pm. First up was a heap of hot Malay-style fried chicken, sizzled in hot oil with curry leaves and spices- ridiculously succulent inside.
"Gosh this is good," exclaimed James, our resident fried chicken enthusiast. Indeed the plate was demolished within seconds. Curious, I walked over to the stall where a heap of hot fried chicken sat wantonly waiting on rattan tray. They also serve nasi kukus here, again normally finished by 3pm but today there was still a bit more left in the pot.
So a nice heap of nasi kukus, followed by a ladle of hot gulai daging tetel- the soft bits of leftover meat that's been cooked for hours in a curry-like broth. A side of sambal to perk up the gulai, a cucumber jelatah and a gorge-worthy portion of fried chicken on the side.
I brought this back to my table, all plans of nasi lemak fading in the wind. It is satisfying and fortifying giving you a warm respite from the howling winds and rain. The gulai has just the right hint of richness and having been in the pot for most of the day means everything has had a little time to meld together beautifully.
Another plate of piping chicken arrived and then promptly devoured. There are two stalls here that sell nasi lemak, namely stall no. 1 and stall no. 6, both are pretty good and they replenish always so you can always get a warm packet to peel open to eat with the fried chicken or the fishy otak-otak that are peddled to your table in plastic baskets.
A worthy detour. Time in office now, 3.45pm- methinks before my next meeting, there's just enough time to swing by and see if there's any gravy left at the bottom of the pot.