Atchafalaya Swamp

Friday, June 29, 2007

Arghhh! NOT Another Food Review!

Pantai Jeram, The Other “PJ” - A Seafood Haven

MAT SALO, THE CONSUMMATE FOOD CRITIC is now back where he rightfully belongs, as a tenaga kerja asing in Indonesia.

After three hectic weeks in Bolaysia, consuming way-too-much foods rich in the bad stuff (but tastes good) I am suddenly afraid to attend my almost-due medical check-up. I am positive that my blood test results will snag a couple of "red-flags". And the attending physician would thus be forced to "lecture" me.

My irresponsible behavior these past few weeks, I'm certain, did no good to my already-elevated "bad" cholesterol and uric acid levels. Now, the latter you get from eating foods with high-protein content and makes you susceptible to a “Rich Man's” disease commonly called gout. But A Voice would beg to differ -he prefers calling the affliction "A Disease of Kings".

We only live once, so let me contribute more misery to your general health in the guise of a seafood review - Pantai Jeram particular - a mere forty minutes away from the Damansara Toll Plaza in Petaling Jaya.

Located in a small kampong nelayan north off the Kapar to Kuala Selangor trunk road, Pantai Jeram (as the name imply, it’s along the coast) is best accessed by first going south on the NKVE towards Klang. This makes no sense at first because you might think it’s better to get there from Sungai Buloh to Kuala Selangor and then head south.

As is often the case in Bolaysia, the longer route is often the shorter one. Time and headache-wise, that is. The caveat is you will have to fork over more of your hear-earned ringgits to a GLC behemoth called PLUS which operates the NKVE.

Not too long after passing the Bukit Jelutong interchange but BEFORE you reach Bukit Raja, stay on the left where you will steer your vehicle into the spanking new Setia Alam interchange. Exit here and mutter quietly under your breath while you pay the exorbitant toll fees.

But not to worry, as much as you curse at the ridiculous charges imposed by this GLC (and by extension, its patron, BN) you can be sure that in the next GE, BN will romp home with an even more resounding victory. After all, the opposition is in shambles and once-hopeful DSAI a pale shadow of his former self. The rejuvenated Prime Minister will find inspiration in his new wife and will trust her more than all the Fourth Floor boys put together.

It’s what the Yanks might call a “slam dunk” victory. This is not the point of the article I’m sorry – but remember you read it here first.

The Setia Alam interchange has got to be the mother-of-all interchanges as your eyes glaze over the impressive S.P. Setia Group development minutes into entering their wide dual-carriage ways.

You will first pass the Bolaysian version of a middle-class wet dream: The low density homes of S.P. Setia’s Eco Park. I'm sure you have already seen newspaper ads and pull-outs glorifying this real estate and wondered why the hell you can’t afford a house here. And perhaps you shake your head a little - whether people who could afford homes here are corrupt, or Exco members perhaps? Or all of the above? Perhaps I’m being presumptuous but I guess it’s OK to dream of owning a suitable semi dee here at prices rivaling a PJ link house.

The Eco Park comprises strictly semi-dees and bungalows only, the former's developer's price starting at a “mere” RM800K. To own a piece of the middle class’ wet dream your monthly income had better be in the five-figure range. Trust me, you’re looking at a 25-year tenure approaching 5 K a month; even a high four-figure income won’t cut it. Your loved ones, I’m sure, cannot survive on Maggi and fresh air alone.

Further on you will pass the “hoi-polloi” terraced homes of S.P. Setia’s adjacent development called Setia Alam, a project targeting the more “disadvantaged” class. Ha, with the more modest pricing, this woud seem to be a more promising proposition. But tell that to 95 percent of Bolaysians because now it’s not a question of how the other half lives but how the top 5 percentile seems to be racing further and further away. No thanks to recent government initiatives like taking the property gains tax away altogether.

This is good (or bad – depending on which percentile you belong to) but will provide more employment opportunities for security guards. You will always need security guards in a gated development, to further widen the gap between you and the riff-raff.

The only difference between the riff-raff and you is your much healthier bank balance, that’s all.

The downside to security services is it does nothing to a country’s GDP, except to either cause more school leavers to relocate from the hinterland to suburbia, or Sherpas from Nepal to dismiss their Yaks to descend to Bolaysia.

As you gingerly get set forth on the old trunk road, you will soon enter The Twilight Zone. I kid you not. In minutes Kapar beckons and you wonder why there was no immigration checkpoint. It almost felt like being Indonesia. Kapar is a bustling town, teeming with workers from industrial estates lining the old trunk road; dotting the landscape with electronics, furniture and shoe factories.

Perhaps even unlicensed massage parlors as well.

Kapar appears to be lawless.

Only one in ten motorcycle riders wear a helmet. Perhaps the policemen here have all packed up and gone to Johore - tackling something serious maybe? Kapar and its environs is not a village mind you, but a vast sprawling suburbia, so you expect more decorum from the populace.

Factories here operate 24/7 so you can imagine the hustle and bustle everywhere. Many of the non-helmeted looked suspiciously foreign born. Hang on, some of them appear to be pre-teen future MIC members too (wantonly flouting traffic laws by zig-zagging through traffic).

At every traffic light you will be swamped by under-aged touts (who should be at home reciting the multiplication tables – that’s how young they were) selling badly photocopied results of the day’s Da Ma Cai, Magnum, Toto or Kuda.

Welcome to the Street of Dreams that is called Bolaysia my friends, while the MIC representative pander to their makeover-ed dentist-boss in Shah Alam. At the expense of the constituents, young and old you ask? Heck, just take a close look around you.

Then there is the proliferation of pawn shops. I suspect this serves the community well during celebratory times like Deepavali, Hari Raya and to a lesser extent, Chinese New Year too. Of course, at the start of the school year too.

Imagine for a moment, less than ten minutes away, a couple in SP Setia's gated Eden might be arguing whether to get a second car, or whether to holiday in the Gold Coast (and we ain’t talking about Sepang’s Gold Coast here), or whether to bring the whole family for umrah. Nothing wrong with that, I’m sure. But it certainly leaves a bad taste in the mouth, because just on the other side of the fence, neon signs flashing facsimiles of jewelry, watches, and mobile phones (yes, them Nokias are acceptable as collateral) pervade the Ah Long-ruled Boulevard of (Broken) Dreams.

Then it gets worse, before it gets a little better.

Up ahead you might sometime see an “impediment” on the notoriously-dangerous Kapar – Kuala Selangor road. Ah, we now finally see the smart uniform of our fine Men in Blue – directing traffic around a corpse lying face-down in the middle of the road.

The victim looked like he was sleeping but curiously there was no “gore”. They haven’t got to the part covering the body with newspapers yet. Perhaps newspapers are either not sold here or are deemed too expensive to waste. Better to spend the money on Magnum. A kapcai motorcycle lay on its side nearby, looking quite OK actually. I couldn’t see another party to the accident – perhaps the victim just fell the wrong way - something fatal to his internals perhaps.

I can't help but feel something blasé about the traffic passing through the scene. Nobody stood around gawking like they do in KL or PJ causing the infamous “voyeur's crawl”. More like slowing down for a speed bump, nothing more. Maybe cars slowed down simply because the police was there. My impression is accidents occur so regularly here that nobody gives a hoot. It’s only something “that happens”.

Only when schoolchildren get knocked down during the day do the citizens get all flustered. Then they will be calls to their representatives in Shah Alam for more overhead pedestrian bridges.

But at night it’s just another statistic, usually involving a foreigner or other unsavory charachters (gangsters? Mat Rempits’s?), I don’t really know. But wait – if Azeez and Khairy are to be believed, Mat Rempits are respectable now, fashionable even, right?

You are almost there. Please discard your very recent unpleasant experiences for you will find salvation in the sumptious fare awaiting your already rumbling tummy.

A set of traffic lights at a four-way junction will find you taking left to stay on the old road to Kuala Selangor. If you happen to miss this and go straight - you might possibly end up in a town called Batang Berjuntai. There you will find yourself embarrassed; the unsavory connotation of the town’s name in relation to the family's genetical heirloom. It will at the very least cause some giggles, or a sharp rebuke from the spouse. Or both. Just don't tell anyone about it.

A left turn at another set of three-way lights will lead you into Pantai Jeram proper. The signs are neatly posted, so all you have to do is pay attention instead of quarreling with your spouse or pacifying the hyperactive junior in the rear.

The restaurant sits just a kilometer in but please do not go to the first restaurant you find at the end of the road fronting the beach. This will be your first instict, but heighten your resolve and fight it. My very trusted source, a Japanese-educated factory engineer-cum-fishing kaki claimed that the competition has claimed the cook from the first one.

Spy a left at a fork in the road just in front of the first restaurant. Fifty meters meters up ahead you will be rewarded with the facade of a nice kampong-styled restaurant straddling two acres of sea-frontage. It’s huge so you can’t miss it.

Physically the two restaurants are just separated by a small river. So it’s the one to the left. The tale sign of this new restaurant’s popularity is the always-full car park, even on a weekday. I had to drop my family first at the entrance before kiasu-ing along to find a space. It was also an excuse to smoke a cigarette in solace, away from the children and wife.

You can either chose to dine under the Nipah roof or alfresco under the serious moonlight, meters from the beach. I find fluorescent lamps not conducive to the fine appreciation of seafood cuisine so I chose the latter. The only regret is your child’s pram will get bogged down in the sand.

My better half chose the Sotong, Jenahak, Pari, and Ikan Sembilang with Chap Chai’s to provide roughage. We also ordered some Tom Yam soup for variety.

If I had four hands, I would give it a four-thumbs-up. So you can forget Bagan Lalang and other once-auspicious seaside seafood joints to burn your hard-earned money.

A quick glance at the prices:

Costs incurred by three full grown adults, a teenaged boy and six-year-old junior?

That will be RM 80.00, Ma'am - since Ma'am is the de-facto Finance Minister anyway - but that includes plenty of leftovers as well. In our excitement we had apparently over-ordered. The Tom Yam soup and Ikan Pari was left untouched - “tapao-ed” and subsequently consumed at the family dinner table the following night.

I particularly liked the Jenahak cooked in halia, and the Ikan Sembilang in Chili. I could just have either of those with rice and nothing else - and that would me very happy. But then again it takes verly little to make me happy. The deep fried sotong proved to be an excellent accompaniment as well.

Taste Bud Factor: 9/1o

Ambience: 10/10

Service: 7/10
(Fast and furious – only they accidentally sent an extra watermelon juice without prompting – or else I’d give them an 8)

Cleanliness: 8/10

Price: 11 / 10 (Cheap!)

Proximity: Good. 35 minutes post-Maghrib drive from Toll Damansara (53 km on the car’s odometer),

Fear Factor: 7/10 (more, if you find lawlessness welcome)

Car-jack Potential: Low to Medium unless you drive a Beemer, Merc or or something that requires an AP

Envy factor: High – only if you can’t afford the 800K semi-dees that is.

Quality time spent with family: I hate clichés, but you know you can’t put a price on this.


Many thanks to Dee, a fellow member of my
Midi-MPV Owners Group who first discovered this “PJ Seafood” haven. He just HAD to whet our appetites and base instinct for Sex, Shelter and Food didn't he?

Alfresco Dining in Pantai Jeram: Dee, a satisfied smile on his face after Mat Salo's succesful reconnoitering mission.

© 2007 Mat Salo Images. Photos exclusively taken with the Canon Digital Ixus 850 Compact.


galadriel said...

Aiyo..ur escapade sounds sedap, your food certainly...and i've been telling my fellow chicks about ur blog.

Some r judging u by the way u write (all good news so far) and some are intrigued enough to wanna meet u.

Ada tiga lagi kosong kan? Do I get finder's fee or commission or other such remuneration for being ur pimp?
ROFLMAO! keep up the goodus workus macha!!

dee said...

Shoot! My cover's blown!

Now some kakis in Mini Van Owners Group know who's been double crossing them all this while.

J.T. said...

So, I see you ventured into Kapar. That notorious place that kept my father awake at nights (in the late 80s). Seems like nothing has changed.. or worse. Who knows?
Maybe the police have packed up and headed south, like birds in search of warmer climate. In their case - in pursuit of something hot and serious. ;)

Another splendid write up. This time it brought back memories of my very rare drives into that area.

muststopthis said...

Bro, RM80 for that stuff on yer table? DOesn't look that much....

The other day at MRT Pot Luck,
2 'terubuk' (big size can feed 3-4 each), 5 sotong (big size can feed 1 each), 4 Pieces fried Chix, 2 Pari, can feed 2 each, for RM65....Bellamy...

Portion wise, OK iguess, but for RM80 in Jeram, I did expect more!

Ooohhh, better still, Sungai Ujung, Melaka...or was it Sg Duyung?

IRLAN said...

ooo... pi recce je PJ berdua jee... tak bagi tahu pun...

Mat Salo said...

Galadriel - biar betul, you ni keje advertising ke pimping? Or they're both the same thing.. hahaa

OK lah got comission for you nanti. Berapa persen aar?

Dee - damn, it's my job as an investigative blogger to blow people's cover.. Tengok tu, Irlan kat bawah dah kecik hati...hehee..

Aaah...JT - my favorite blogger in all of Germany(in fact I know only you in Rhineland)..

For a long time Kapar has been like this. Really one of the most "lawless" suburban areas in all of Bolaysia... It appears that the people there are also resigned to it... and I don't see change-a'-comin'...

What did your late father do there to keep him up at nights? Sorry I might've missed it in your earlier posts...

Tony Alliance Master!

Hmmm, maybe in my exuberance I exeggerated a bit laa. Actually the makan only costs 60+ but we all hantam double-barelled fresh juices. So there were fruit-juices for 8 that I forgot to itemized... so that added quite a bit to the total amount...

That Melaka seafood joint is more expensive Tony, since it's popular. Even if it costs the same it's a lot further than Jeram. Unless you happen to be in Melaka then of course.

My point it's the "nearest" drivable seaside joint from KL and the price. People use to drive to Bagan Lalang but I find that place expensive and worse, dirty.

But it's all arguable, of course. Haha...


Ha! Itu Dee dah siap nak kena taruk ngan korang.. But you guys pi ramai-ramai nanti sure lagi "Syiok" punya...

elviza said...


You have this thing in your writing that makes me want to do what ever you did. Please stop that, I actually have a job to attend to hahahahahaha...

I heard you back on the rig. How unfortunate.

I want to talk about gout. During my stint in Raja Eleena, one of the partners I worked with, YM Siew, suffered from the same penyakit.

He is one hell of a good looking man. So good looking few of his staff actually went googo gagga upon seeing him. Well, I was one of those pathetic nitwit.

He has this aura, heavenly smell and flawless english plus deep voice that make me melt. Hoooo hoo hooo....

But ALL that will disappear when his gout thing come and visit him. He bacame a MONSTER.

So please, avoid this gout thing at all cost!

Take care Bro

Rajahram Ramalingam said...

Mat Salo, thank you for the blog mention.If you were living in Gombak,you could get the same thing much nearer. Ha,ha.

A Voice said...


dee said...

Mat Salo, just wanna add a bit, boleh?

Most items on the menu are local fishermen daily catches ('Most' coz terubuk is imported from thailand nowdays). That how gerut2 & semilang made it on the list. I don't remember seeing semilang in Umbai. Neither does it swims in Sg Gombak.

For argument's sake, we can compare this place with all the cheap seafood places alongside the west coast from kukup up to lumut. But for our own gusto's sake, i would say all makan kakis should give this place a try.

tokasid said...

Salam pak matsalo di perantowan balikPapan Kalimantan Indonesia:

Waduh2 pak dong. Trasa lapar gue baca review lu kali ni dong.
Walaupun deskripsi perjalanan rasa seolah-olah jauh bener Pantei jeram tapi saya rasa ngak begitu jauh. Foto makannya enak-enak di lihat.Rasa nya makanan enak dijamah juga iya pak?

Kalu di banding sama yang di Umbai Melaka gi mana pak? Lebih enak atau sama aja.kalau sama aja saya cuma pergi Umbai saja dong!

acciaccatura said...

hmm ...sedap. seronoknya. do you do this often mat salo? your anak-anak pastinya makan ape saje. not like mine, cerewet. susah kalau nak ajak pegi makan mana-mana. they will eat so little and ask us 'dah belom?'

Mat Salo said...

Err Elv..

I did go for my medical last week (in Balikpapan) and you don't know how nervous I was these past few days waiting for the results.

I just spoke with the Doc - phew! -Alhamdullillah - ALL CLEAR! I particularly asked about the uric acid thingy ("gout") which was normal. Strange, but the last time I did my meds at the Twin Towers KLCC 2 years back, the Datuk Dr there said my uric was close to the upper limit. So I am quite surprised it went down, especially the test was taken days after Pantai Jeram... Hmmm.

Yes, it's a disease to be avoided, Elv. Just ask A Voice.

Hello Mr. Rajahram,

Hmmm, yes. There's some nice restaurants in Gombak I agree, but the ambience wouldn't be same. I mean, it's for makan kaki's bent on savoring the whole "experience" - sea breeze, ultra-fresh catch and all.. hehee. And it's important that the price remain reasonable of course..

Mr. Dee.. now that your cover is blown, reelak lah... Hahaha

No problem, bro'. Can tambah or cilok anytime...

Appreciate you brought that up .. gerut and sembilang, which is rarely available elsewhere. Except here in "PJ", of course.

For sure, anybody who claims to be a "makan kaki" must certainly try this place out!


Ha.. kalau hang kat sana tu pi Umbai cukup lah. BBM kan dah mahal. But this new joint is cheaper and tastier than Umbai, and cleaner too. Tak tau laa nanti bila dah popular nanti jadi mahai and kotoq pulak..

The only Umbai joint I like yang apakenema tu - ateh sket - super duper clean. One time Pakcik itu claim toilet depa boleh tidur didalam! Bersih betoi!

And the car park.. 1 helai daun pun tarak. Depa ni ada some disorder kot - fastidious about cleanliness. Food dia pon orait but on the mahai-a-bit side.

I don't suggest you drive all the way from DT .. But KL/PJ folks (what more if from Klang or Shah Alam).. certainly is close enough for them to try..

Sebenarnya Accia, not so true - both my 13 and 6 year boys to memang cerewet abih. Yang no. 2 apa lagi, sampai sekarang kalau tak suap tak makan. But at least the senior one dah ada "taste" for these things. Hope it will pick up some more.

So yang lantun lahap tu was just me, my wife, and M-I-L, and to a lesser extent my eldest.

tokasid said...

Bro Matsalo:

Kdai kat umbai tu aku tahu. Dia ex-HM dan anak2 dia handle the foods,dia jaga parking. memang kalau orang luar mai akan dibawak ke sana.
So far kdai paling bersih dalam Melaka kedai dia lah.

Nak Tak Nak said...

Two things I want to tell you.
The first is your style. You know what you just did, whether consciously or unconsciously you first took us on a trip that seems endless and long trips make one hungry, then food glorious food and if that is not good enough you serve us with visuals, cruel, most cruel.

The next thing is about how unadventurous I am when it comes to food. By unadventurous I don't mean I won't walk a mile for my Camel, its just that I don't eat fish. I am basically a meat man and that too limited to only beef, mutton and chicken. A little of fish maybe la, not don't eat fish at all. I do eat pari curried and bakaq. Cincaru fried only and some other fish fried only. I must be a bore. I do like sotong and prawns though but not pedas. I don't take anything that is pedas.

If food served at home is food that I don't like then I would rather stuff myself with 3 slices of gardenia bread then eat the food served so I am quite cerewet.

Even when it comes to steaks, I only like T-Bone well done, ribs and anything with an inch layer of fat.

Please don't lecture me la. I like to eat food that tastes good even if it means I am stuffing myself with cholesterol.

I am closing my ears so that I can't hear any lectures.

J.T. said...

Mat Salo ... my favourite blogger in all of Indonesia - the one who lives on good vibrations. :D

My late father was "mata-mata" in Klang. He was the Deputy OCPD from 1983 to 1987.
I am sure people who live in Kapar will disagree with me when I say that place is kind of scary ... just like Pandamaran.
I have identified those towns as the local cowboy holes - minus the horses and John Wayne look alikes. :D

Mat Salo said...

Betui to DokTA.. pakcik ex-HM yo punya laah bersih punya orang I'm sure kalau ada kutu buang puntong rokok depa teruih beregegas pi amik. I was SO impressed by the cleanliness. Apa namanya yek? Lupalah takut orang interested dan tanya. I have his card in my car - tapi aku kat Indo.

Hang patut tolong kempen sikit tempat dia naa?


Bang, hang ni sama ngan member oilfield yang kampung nya di Kuala Ketil. Depa pon jenih tak makan ikan..

My Style Chegu? Tak abih abih beat round the bush merapu benda yang tak kene mengena ha ha.

Cikgu, ma'af Bang.. hangpa tak suspen ka dengan cerita Zabs?

He-heh, kita ni semua sama je Bang. Bila ada can kita tarbi laa. Saya Bang, kalau makan ayam tu, kulit laa yang best. Lantak pii.. Tapi tak leh selalu naa?


I respect ANY policemen who were assigned to that area: Pandamaran, Port Klang, Kapar. If they can survive that to retirement then they must be heroes...

QueenB said...

jalan-jalan cari makan sokmo!

Apandi said...

Now, I definitely must go....and I won't wait for you to come back.

Mak Su said...

Hi... salam perkenalan. Have u ever been to Umbai Melaka? they serve ikan bakar with nasi lemak... and.. eerrmmmm, sedap. Reading your n3 reminding me of Umbai.

Mat Salo said...

Hantu ko Dee.. tak sabar-sabar.. Tunggu lah aku balik dulu! Hehee.. Ko marah laa Dee yang "instigate" semua nih...


Ermm.. Umbai memang sedap MakSu, banyak variety lagi. I was just trying to highlight a new place that's much accessible from KL or PJ in under forty minutes...

Thanks for dropping by and leaving a note, ya?

zabs said...

Baru baca review pun dah kecor air liur. Ikan bakar masih ok lagi kan, kolestrol free kot? April lepas ada kerja di Melaka, pernah pi makan makan di Umbai, restoren di tepi sungai tu, boleh tahan juga masakannya. Tapi yang ini lagi dekat untuk dikunjungi.


Mat Salo,

Wow... you just took me there and back!
I am not unfamiliar with the area. But I have not been to the restaurant.
Always wondering about where to go to have great seafood.
I remember I used to go to Port Klang to have seafood at a popular restaurant there.
But that was so long ago and I'm not even sure if it is still standing.
Thanks for the very detailed and colourful posting.
take care.

Zawi said...

Mat Salo,
Your at at your devilish best.

Elena said...

Good words.