Travelled an hour to Bedok's Hill Street Char Kway Teow. 4pm and more than 10 people queuing. After a while, auntie came to the pair in front of me to warn them they're at risk, then told me categorically I could leave. Shattered. So I wandered around without a soul for a few minutes. Then I bumped into the pair -- char kway teow in hand. I thought, lucky them, and decided to steal another glance at the stall. From 30 metres I gestured to auntie, no more right? In a shocking plot twist, she waved me over, albeit suspiciously.

One. Last. Serving. Apparently she had turned away several people.