Ya see kids, this is what happens when you sit on a review for way too long. But then again, I didn't expect BakBak to bak (ayy lmao) out of this venture this fast either.

If you're a lone operator like me, you would've loved the solitary confinement seats they had. Pair that up with their extra peppery and heartwarming broth, and you've got the perfect rainy weather comfort food. Frankly speaking, BakBak's bak kut teh would be completely unremarkably pedestrian if it weren't for the two leviathan sized pork ribs lurking in the soup.

They were tremendously tender and free of any offensive porky odor, and they just slide right off the bone like a seasoned dancer sliding off a pole. BakBak used to serve up this up at $9 as one helluva delicious deal, where you'd get the bowl of BKT, a bowl of rice and two sides of your choice. Oh well, at least I got to try it before it slipped bak into the aether.

Also, if your family name is Teh or Tay, please don't name your son Habakkuk. Yes yes, I know, I'm the funniest Russell since that Peters guy.