One Malaysian thing that I really miss the most would be the Mamak or any 24 hours restaurant. Imagine this, you are studying or doing any shenanigans late at night and suddenly your stomach started to sing “Feed Me!” The kitchen and fridge are empty and unfortunately, the shops are all closed. So you just had to bare it until morning.
Seriously. There are many times I pray that we have a Mamak shop here at Minneapolis.
By Amar Hasshim
Big Guy Abroad 