Traditional Chinese fares in Raub

In the once almost forgotten gold-mining village in Raub called Bukit Koman, there are 2 existing traditional Chinese cake makers that still survive thanks to the spurt in local tourism in recent years and of course, it didn't hurt that they got featured in TV and YouTube makan-makan shows. Well, now they are mostly fuelled in parts by the durian economy as a by product of durian tourism. One particular one called Chop Yoon Thye was the go to brand in Raub when we were children and recently, I made a stop to get some more "rustic" moon cakes after having had those fancy city ones ad nauseum with too much untraditional flavours and colours not to mention a few. These days, buying moon cakes is more like buying a fancy box with a few fancy moon cakes thrown in as a gift. Too much commercialisation of a traditional event I think...

 Well they updated the packaging to go with the packs - used to be rolled in a cylindrical packaging of white glassine paper with a red label.

 Modern packaging but at least the moon cakes still taste "traditional" a.k.a rustic. A good substitute to wean off the commercialized products in the city.

 The lady of the house. It was her husband's grand papa's recipe that we are having here...

 House speciality: a rather soft and chewy glutinous rice cake

 Outside the shop, they sell traditional fares like dumplings, "chien loong pau" (meaning pan-fried pau) and "ham chien piang" (meaning salted fried bun). All as hakka as can get...

 Even more - traditional Chinese cakes known as "char kor" (meaning tea cakes). The yellow ones are of mung bean paste filling and the redones red bean paste filling. The green one is called a "chit chang kau" or 7-layered cake.

 The dark one on the left is a "chu-yap pan" or herbal leaf cake. Seasonal.

 White one is always made of radish and dried prawn filling. All these cakes are made of glutinous rice flour skin, sit on a piece on Jack fruit leaf (never banana which is the hallmark of Malay cakes) and steamed.

Finally, the bane of my childhood: steamed egg cakes.