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Saturday, December 18, 2004

an afternoon reminiscent on old chinatown

lunching at the old chinatown hwaker center really brings back good memories. i remember the times when my whole family would enjoy a hot bowl of slice fish with rice noodles, served with dishes like slice fish and kai lan and fried seafood noodles. but that was in the past. any how i was fortunate to have a wonderful lunch with my dad there. we ate this really nice steamed chicken and sausage rice. the stall was run by hongkong folks that cooked authentic cantonese steam rice. next stop was dessert at "er gu's tang sui". this stall came to be in the 1970s, selling at the roadsides too. their famous peanut and sesame seed hu draws crowds to this obscure corner in the hawker center. their peanut hu was exceptionally fine, without any grains of peanut residue. simply wonderful. but the down side was the price. $1 for a tiny bowl thats probably as small as a kid's mesak toy bowl. the steep price didnt deter me for another serving of hot almond milk, a speciality there. heavenly, it has this transcending feeling. this was my mum's favourite stall, she ate their dessert since, hmmm.. a long time ago. she always stops by the stall for a bowl whenever she's in chinatown.
saturday's always lunch with dad unless i have other plans. and sunday's sis and mum.
aye, im still contemplating on when to start my creative writing journal.

12/18/2004 09:16:00 pm

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