With the durian craving, Lao Tze organized a small durian-eating trip to Balik Pulau. We visited Uncle Choy in his new home (off the town of Balik Pulau). When we reached the place, a semi bald man in his 50s/60s greeted us with a warm smile...ah...Uncle Choy!!! He has a distinctive Cheshire smile. It seemed he moved from his old plantation further down the road (more than 10 acres) to this smaller one. It is a semi-bricked kampung home that looks small from the outside...but good gracious...there are rooms and corridors that seems endless...he just finished renovated his upstairs...but the hall ways is like a mini maze. The house is located next to a long irrigation drain. As you enter the side garden, you will see antique vases, antique bathing tubs, mortars and rows of flour grinders and plants hanging from the house and trees. As we enter the side door of the house, it looked like a pratically empty house with a staircase sitting on the side, but as you walked into other rooms, they are filled with wooden carvings, wooden furniture and loads of antique furniture, it looks like a muzeum on a mend. A little messy in the back rooms makes the place looks more like antique curio shop.
Anyway, other being impressed with the house and its collections, we were served durians. With Loh Tow's three children, there were altogether eight of us. We had some of the best durians available there (ranging from ang heh (red prawn) to ooi kneoh (tumeric)) and rambutans. Unfortunately, the mangosteens are not fully riped, but with Seh Seow's hints, we managed to pluck a few.
After all had our tummies filled (so we proclaimed), we decided to drive to the market to have...whatelse...laksa!!! Going to Balik Pulau without having laksa, is like going to Italy without visiting the Pisa Tower. Had one of the best Lemak Laksa in Penang. 
Well, durian eaten, laksa taken, weight added!!!
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