Aunty Melba's Amazing Kristang Cuisini Private Dining Supperclub

One does not realise the swiftness of the passage of time, until one looks back with nostalgia at the past.  In 2011, I wrote about this fabulous Kristang restaurant, which became the talk of the town, SIMPLY MEL's  opened by the inimitable Chef Melba Nunis, who has since been to the Majestic Hotel in Melaka to spearhead their Kristang Cuisine there, and only recently retired back to the comforts of her home.

Of course, this in itself wouldn't have benefited us in per se, but YAY, Aunty Melba has decided to start her Kristang Private Dining Supperclub.  So once again we get to taste the wonderful flavours of Portuguese Malacca, from the very acquired taste of Keluak Curry to the universally loved sago gula melaka.

I was thrilled when legendary blogger A Whiff of Lemongrass aka Thamby included me in her carefully curated list of invitees, to sample and review Aunty Melba's menu.  I'm not sure who Meena is, but anyway, it was really a menu to wow.

We started off at the patio, sipping Jelly Rose Selasih, a familiar drink to most of us, a sweet rose syrup with crunch basil seeds that look like eggs of some sort.  The jelly gives it additional crunch.  This drink can be easily spiked with some vodka or gin, I reckon, and would be lovely(ier).

Dinner started with these delectable stuffed crab....I always am amazed at people who have the patience to make dishes like these. I cannot even begin to imagine the labour involved, from peeling the crab flesh to presumably washing the shell and making sure it's intact, it boggles the mind.  And it's such a pretty starter as well.



Seybak, almost like a salad, a complex cornucopia of lettuce, cucumber, taufu pok, and crowned with chewy pig's ears (which I admit I am not a fan of), and some pork shoulder or belly FOR ADDED UNCTUOUSNESS.

The condiments, comprising of Aunty Mel's pickled chilli, salted fish sambal, cincalok is such a desirous platter on it's own, and was actually underutilised through the course of the dinner as there was just too much going on, and this poor platter was relegated to almost oblivion.  Aunty Mel commented her condiments were looking so lonely and unwanted.

For me, this Keluak Curry is undoubtedly the star of the show....That earthy flavour from the buah keluak, chunks of delicious pork ribs, swoooon, I myself had three nuts.  Now, keluak is not everyone's thing.

Interesting fact about the Keluak Nut, courtesy of wikipedia.

Pangium edule (Indonesian: keluak or keluwak; Malay: kepayang or payang;[2] Dusun: pangi[3]) is a tall tree native to the mangrove swamps of Southeast Asia (Indonesia and Papua New Guinea[4]). It produces a A LARGE POISONOUS FRUIT the "football fruit") which can be made edible by fermentation.

The fresh fruit and seeds contain hydrogen cyanide and are DEADLY poisonous if consumed without prior preparation.[7][8][9] The seeds are first boiled and then buried in ash, banana leaves and earth for forty days,[10] during which time, they turn from a creamy white colour to dark brown or black.[11] The method relies on the fact that the hydrogen cyanide released by the boiling and fermentation is water-soluble and easily washed out.

Which begs the question, WHOOOOOO the heck discovered it in the first place and how on earth did they live to tell the tale?

So yeah, back to Keluak, it has a earthy flavour, very err...robust, strong almost ground coffee like texture, and adds a dimension to curries and rice that is beyond my vocabulary.  In short, I love it. And it's not easy to find places that do it well.  And certainly you wont get such generous portions, as the nut is only cultivated from wild swamps and is not commercially farmed.

Now I don't know why I do not have a picture of my 2nd favourite dish of the night, the Beef Semur, so I will have to speak a thousand words in the absence of a picture.  Tender chunks of beef and beef tongue, lovingly stewed in a lovely gravy.

Curry Debal (Devil Curry I presume) with a twist, using bacon bones instead of the usual chicken what not.  I didn't know bacon bones give such an added dimension to a dish.  Heck, I didn't even know bacon bones existed, let alone are used in this manner.  Seriously though, if you are on low carb diets or keto, this could be really challenging, because these dishes really, and I kid you not, need rice.



Fish Sambal Vinagree.  Generous slices of Tenggiri (Mackerel), slathered with that tangy heaty sambal.  Now had there been fewer dishes, this would definitely have finished in a jiffy, but how can fish compete with beef and pork for these Kristang dishes?





Papa Vincent's black sotong sambal.  And here we thought the use of squid ink was an Italian thing and went all ooh and ah at their pastas.  Well, apparently mankind has been using squid ink since time immemorial.  Aunty Mel regaled us with discourse on how it's not just a matter of cutting the squid with the ink but involves very a precise operation.  The squid is stewed till tender.






Just when you thought the keluak curry was the star, along comes this plate of just keluak....Had I died and gone to keluak heaven?  Keluak sambal, soooo sooooo good.  Again, the caveat here is that keluak is a highly acquired taste.  To me, it was bliss.

Pineapple Prawn Curry, this dish I would say is more mainstream, and is definitely palatable to anyone who enjoys prawn.  

And there we have it, the whole table of goodies. 

When people say there is always room for dessert, I believe it.  It really is a mind over matter kinda thing.

Coconut cake, an extra bonus, buttery, coconutty, lovely texture and super moist.  Baked in a traditional bronze mold handed thru the generations.

There is also a method to slicing the cake, as Aunty Melba demonstrates.  It's cut along the grooves.

Preparing to serve that glorious blue pea clitoria flower glutinous rice dessert with her special home made yolk only kaya.

Love the fluffy (if at all possible for glutinous) rice and beautiful coloring, all natural from the bunga telang.

Her legendary sugee cake and golden syrup jelly. What can I say, Eurasians do make the best sugee, that's why I would never dare attempt it.  Gorgeous grainy texture, with butter oozing through, and the fragrance of rose and brandy.

And what Malaccan dessert is complete without Sago gula melaka.  Gobules of wobby delight, soaking in a bath of coconut milk and gula melaka.  (Palm sugar).

Anyway, the good news is, the inimitable Chef Melba Nunis is opening her home to private dining, and for RM120, you get 1 starter, about 4 or 5 mains (meat curry, fish, vegetables and omelette), and a dessert.

Minimum number of diners is 6, and a max of 10.  It's BYO, no corkage(very important info).

She can be reached at @chefmelbanunis on Instagram, and her lovely home is located in Ara Damansara.

Tel: Chef Melba 012-4020500

A Lovely Afternoon Soiree at Jeff's Place - Private Dining Supperclub

Whether private dining and supperclubs are a fad, or are here to stay, is irrelevant, because so far, all my experiences at supperclubs have been most enjoyable, I guess because firstly, you're likely to be with your own familiar crowd, secondly some have been really quite novel, like in a bicycle shop, or in apartments transformed into nyonya kitchens, or in someone's dining room...and lastly, the food is usually good, as it tends to have that home made loving goodness, that is a combines the best of home cooked, and the expectations of "commercial" cooking, if you know what I mean.  I mean, you can't jolly well serve your ABC soup to a supper club and charge RM whatever...no matter how lovingly prepared.

I am always very blessed by my friends, in this case, the inimitable Fay Cheng, owner of Oriental Cravings, 1u, who invited me unexpectedly for a luncheon at her friend's private dining supper club, in Bangsar.  We were introduced to the Chef and owner, Jeff Koit, his lovely wife and son Justin who doubled up as waiter and subsequently barista.  Don't worry, it wasn't child labour, the "son" is an adult.

Located in the serenity of Bangsar Heights, one of the few green pockets left in the concrete jungle that is Bangsar, the Koit's apartment seems to have been "modified" to cater for this endeavour.  The view at night from the balcony I can only imagine, must be quite spectacular.  As the only rose amongst the thorns, I took my seat at the dining table, amidst the luminary company of Fay, the Makan Fairy Godmother and some of Fay's other lady friends.  So much estrogen in the air, I could have sworn my ahem, chest, went one cup size bigger.

The most wonderful chicken liver pate, prepared with madeira, and two other types of booze.  The texture of the pate perfect, velvety, and the taste, sublime, accompanied by crackers and some breads.  Actually for a luncheon, I could have just eaten this and sipped a good chilled white, and be very happy.

Speaking of wines, ..no, this doesn't come as part of the dining package, although I am sure Jeff would be more than happy to quote for dinner with wine pairing.  This larverly bottle of champagne, my favourite, as it turns out, was brought by our ever generous hostess with the mostess...(that's her below), which went so well with the food.  I was quite crimson by the time the soup was served.

A refreshing salad, with my all time favourite salad ingredient...EGGs, and this was great because I hate hard boiled eggs with hard yolks.  A very balanced meal, protein from the ham and the eggs, tomatoes and lettuce with a light vinaigrette dressing.  Very tai tai kind of food actually. 

Okay, this is one of those cases where you look and think, huh??? Is that it?  A clear soup?  I also can do la!!! But actually it was a very flavourful broth, some kind of consomme that was chockful of flavour, but yet so clear.  Chicken soup for cleaning the soul kinda thing.

Time to flex those mussels.  Grilled salmon on a bed of unidentifiable vegetable or tuber, which I think turned to be err... something quite expensive, hence not in my vocabulary.  I am not a mussel fan, to be honest, so I would not opt for this pescetarian selection in the menu.  But that was a HUGE slab of salmon, and the weight conscious lady guests were hurriedly slicing off halves of the fish onto a common plate.

This, on the other hand, are right up my alley.  Special barbequed pork ribs, tender, falling off the bone, although Jeff said that he left it a minute too long in the oven.  No damage done, it was still moist.  Aye for the ribs.

Almost as an "encore" we were treated to a fine selection of coffees by hobbyist barista, Justin Koit, who kept the ladies enraptured with his explanations of the various beans etc.

The ladies paying rapt attention to the barista...

The perfect cuppa... although I prefer mine a bit stronger.  The tastes of the various beans etc were all too complex for my plebian palate.

That's the man himself, Jeff Koit, (who has since shaven off his facial extras)....an entertaining, affable host, and puts his guests totally at ease.

And finally, the delicious chilled blueberry cheesecake made by Mrs Koit, light, ethereal texture in a chilled cheesecake, which I can never seem to achieve.

As as a final encore, another variety of pate, which was also oh so good, but we were soooo stuffed by then.

I believe the dinner price ranges from RM150 onwards, and corkage is free.  (very important knowledge for the alcohol ghosts).

You can join his FB page HERE, and contact him via that page for reservations.

Location: Bangsar, near NSTP area.