When I was small my mother used to ask me to pluck kangkung leaves to cook. So I went to our padi field and pluck any amount I felt like taking home. The kangkung was free and abundant. Even if our family was to eat kangkung every day of the year we will never finish them.
I never complained about getting my feet wet in getting the raw vegetables to eat, simply because I enjoyed and still enjoy eating the kangkung. Every week now my wife and I go the local Pasar Tani to buy a week's supply of vegetables, fish and meat. The kangkung is almost a must buy article.
I like the kangkung sold at the Pasar Tani since it is the wet type, the same type I used to eat when small. It grows wild in swamps and padi fields. There is another type of kangkung being grown on dry land. It must be cut when it reaches a height of thirty centimeters or so. Although my wife used to buy this type of kangkung from the local market I don't like as much as I like the kampung kangkung being sold at the Pasar Tani.
So I was puzzled when people make fun of the kangkung just because the Prime Minister mentioned it in one of his speeches.
Making fun of the kangkung is not funny at all, at least to me.