Today I’m featuring a cute picture of a custard pie taken in Malacca City by Maire Bonheim from the Temples and Treehouses Blog.
Marie is a South African travel blogger who has lived in London and Barcelona and is currently travelling in Southeast Asia.
Photo Story: Malacca City and a Custard Pie
I had almost no preconceptions when I arrived in Malacca.
I knew it was a famous Malaysian heritage city, and that the historic town centre was a UNESCO world heritage site.
But unlike its sister city George Town in Penang, I’d heard absolutely nothing about it.
I arrived in the rain, to dark grey skies. My hotel was an eccentric themed hotel, with flamboyant cartoons and memorabilia covering the walls — Hello Kitty, traditional German wooden nutcrackers and cushions covered in the British Union Jack.
When I walked into my room, my heart actually plummeted. It had an Avengers theme and looked, no exaggeration, like a crazily over-the-top teenage boy’s bedroom.
And then I walked into the historic old town… and was completely blown away.
Malacca, it turns out, is an absolutely beautiful little town. There are streets of gorgeous period buildings, with Dutch, Chinese and Malaysian influences blending to create incredible architecture and a unique brand of food.
I walked in utter delight down famous Jonker Street, taking in the cute antique shophouses, coffee shops and food stalls. The sun broke through the clouds and the sky turned a brilliant blue.
And then I came to this dreamy building, painted in pastel pink, white and green.
It had Malacca’s distinctive brand of architecture — a tall European-style townhouse, with obvious Chinese touches, all decked out in the happiest colour scheme imaginable.
And, to top it off, inside it was a bakery!
I walked inside, looked at the rows of pastries. Some had intimidating names, like Durian Puff or Pork Floss. I selected an egg tart.
Then I went back outside so I could look at the beautiful shop front while I ate it.
And that egg tart was one of the best things I’ve ever eaten — flaky, salty, impossibly buttery pastry, filled with thick, smooth egg custard, not as sweet as I was expecting, and far more creamy.
I know it sounds strange because all I was doing was eating a custard pie, on my own, whilst standing on a busy street, but looking at the bright colours of this photo, I think this was one of the most contented moments I’ve ever had.
Malacca City is a capital city of Malacca region in Malaysia.
It historic center is a UNESCO heritage site. Jonker Street, Chinatown’s main thoroughfare, is known for antique shops and its night market.
Nearby, the 17th-century Chinese Cheng Hoon Teng temple has ornate decorations and multiple prayer halls. A green, 3-tiered roof tops the 18th-century, Javanese-influenced Kampung Kling Mosque.
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