My Amah (grandma) always made huat kuih when we pray for our ancestors among other food. Huat kuih, a steam cake flavored with brown sugar was one of my favorite. My grandma always made sure she saved a portion of the cake for me to take home. That is one of the sweetest memories I had growing up in Malaysia.
Yesterday, I suddenly felt like eating huat kuih. I haven't had it for so long, it was making me drool just thinking of the sweet fragrant of the chewy cake. I dug out the stack of recipes I had been compiling in pieces of papers. I had been meaning to organize it, but of course I had told myself I will do that later.
Anyway, I finally found the recipe for huat kuih scribbled on a piece of scrap paper. I was just glad I didn't loose it. It was the recipe my grandma had used given by my aunt a few years back.
Immediately I set to work together with my daughter, measuring the ingredients and melting the coconut sugar to substitute for the brown sugar. When I finally mixed all the ingredients together, the batter was somewhat like pancake batter. I wasn't sure if it was supposed to be like that. I regretted not watching or even learning from my grandma. I guess when I was a kid, I was only interested in eating not the actual work itself.
Anyway, since I had already come this far. I decided to continue to the very end. When the timer on the alarm beep signaling the completion of the steaming. I rushed to see how the cake looked like. To my satisfaction, it bloomed like morning glory greeting the morning sun, like it was supposed to be. I was feeling rather proud.
However, it was still too hot for trying. So, I am going to be patient and wait till the next morning before eating it.
