At the ride-hailing pickup point at Penang’s Bayan Lepas airport, a porter pushing empty luggage trolleys throws me an impatient look. I am blocking his way, lost in a daydream on this rainy November morning. Not about the dreadful crawl into George Town, or even the literary festival I have timed this weekend getaway around, but about the nasi kandar order I am about to make. It is 9.10am; my Grab is set not to the hotel to drop my bag off, or to the festival venue, but to one of the hallowed shrines of nasi kandar, the Tamil Muslim fare that is one of the culinary treasures of this northern Malaysian state.
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