If you weren’t at the Halaal Goods Market last weekend I’m just popping in to say your FOMO is valid.
All. Of. It.
I attended the media opening on Saturday 29th July i.e. the first day of the market (1-3pm) which was just a little earlier than the official opening to the public (3pm – 8pm).
My first impression when I walked in was “wow, this is h-u-g-e” and even though I knew it would be (what with 67 stalls advertised in total) but just seeing it all in the flesh made me really appreciate the scale and work that must have gone into putting it all together.
We walked around a little, pulled in different directions by amazing smells, colours and the occasional familiar face. It was just so much of yumminess I was honestly a little overwhelmed and not quite hungry from a huge late breakfast meeting not long before. But space had to be made!
After I’d circled all the stalls twice I got A to find us some seating (with a view – on the upper level) and undertook the tough task of choosing food. I got us the the Epic Box from Epic Eats and the Calamari and Prawn Combo from Prawn Star. Later on for round 2 (i.e. dessert) we had churros, ice-cream from Eish Cream and I finally got to try coffee in a cone (I like the cone more than the coffee)!
A huge part of what made the HGM amazing was the vibe. Everyone was in high spirits – customers and vendors alike – just out to have a good time despite the crowds, heat and later the queues. I bumped into folks I only knew from Instagram (more like girl crushes! Slmz Safeera & Qaanitah!), old colleagues (hey Zee!), fellow bloggers and even non muslim friends and there were l-o-a-d-s of selfies taken! I even saw someone in attendance in a wheelchair which really warmed my heart!
It was almost 6pm by the time we left and on our way home we called to cancel a dinner reservation (what were we thinking?!) and I crawled into bed to deal with my itis…
To my sister Fehmz (the mastermind, pictured above being the HGM)… firstly I hope you are rested by the time you read this but if I was you I’d need the rest of the month off to recover. You did well. You did so well. You were your professional, passionate self and hands on throughout right up to delivering my press pack to me at home in my PJ’s (maaf!) a couple of weeks before. It wasn’t perfect but you pulled it off. Successfully. You did it. The constructive criticism is valid but also flattering in a way – I bet you didn’t think it was going to be as huge a success as it was and I you know I’ll be there, front, centre and hungry for the next one!