I'm really fond of Malay food, particularly after touring the place. I like it better than Thai, Indonesian, etc. It's Chinese variety is among my favorite forms of Chinese food (and I've been to Hong Kong as well). This said, about 3 years back there was an incredible Malay on either Mott or Elisabeth just down from Speakeasy between Broome and Grand, called I believe Bunga Raja. It was incredible. Then it died. Bad money pushes good out of circulation. You guessed it: a relative of Penang (with a different name, same palm cottage decore) opened up round the corner on grand. Now I'm greatful for Penang. They're often fun, and they spread the cuisine's word around town. And if you go to the one in Flushing on Prince Street, the food is excellent (probably the location and clientelle keep it straight). But nothing is as good as Bunga Raja. Not the best Penang, not the row of Malaysian Chinese restuarants on the row facing the wall of the long Island railway I think it's 40th ave but I can't find a name on my map, but its one block below Roosevelt, right smack across from the railroad wall... I give this description because these places all deserve your attention, their great fun, and exciting holes in the... well, but nothing, not the dives I've eaten in in Malaysia itself, and certainly not Kelly and Ping's, is as good as Bunga Raja was. Where has it gone? Has the chef resurfaced? Oh, the samblan sauce... oh, what a loss!