Friday, July 18, 2014
When I was living in the Buloh Road Government quarter in Sibu, we were living in a swamp. There was a piece of land that was full of tall reeds, a neighbour went to the reeds, and caught the tiny crabs, As kids , we also helped.
At the end of the day , they pickled the crabs. My mum banned us from doing it again, because we were covered with mud when we came home, and were cut by the reeds. I think they pickled it in the red wine left over.
I borrowed Francis Pang's photos.