Every few months, i would drop by this famous store in Commonwealth Hawker Centre to have my share of the oily & sinful cha kway teow.
"Uncle, no chilli, no hum... but more zhu you za pls. Oh, and add another egg."
i've been going to this place for years, and frankly, i dunno why i even bother to wait for more than an hour for it. It's not El Bulli. Nor is it bloody heavenly. I mean, it's just a plate of cha kway teow.
Maybe because in mist of all these craze, it's great to have something that's constant all this while. There's no need to be great. Nor heavenly. Just... constant.
Either that, or i'm just nuts.
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