In the town of Serendah, there is a tiny shop with a handpainted sign proclaiming its sweet treats within. Palkova, it says in Tamil lettering.  Barfi.  I grew up eating this, a solidified milk and sugar confection, and so the extreme sweetness doesn’t bother me.  The barfi here doesn’t have the anticipated rich buttery softness, but it is still good, and I can see why the shop carries the name of this Indian sweet.  The rest of the sweets, however, are a bit of a letdown. And across the universe, which, in Serendah’s context, is the main road between Rawang and Ulu ... read more