The very first time I ended up in this coffeeshop was right after my 24km route march, and my mum brought me here to have brunch. I ate an upsized bak chor mee AND a wanton with dumpling noodles. I think the coffeeshop aunties were looking at me like I was a hungry ghost. As I continued to serve the army, I started having regimental duties, meaning that I would book out late in the morning. To reward myself after a tiring day, I would go to this coffeeshop, which is about four bus stops away from my grandma's house, and try all the good food there. Eventually, I got posted to DB as an MP, and only got to book out once every 3 days, so I came up with this ultimate order to pamper myself — wanton mee pok plus dumplings (shui jiao), two half-boiled eggs, and teh-O siu dai. After that, I would take a long walk home to help digest all the goodies I had eaten. The young daughter of the wanton mee stall owner soon began to recognise me, and I always got extra noodles whenever I wore my uniform! Today, I had it (without my uniform on), and only got extra chilli instead 😂. This stall has been around for over 20 years, and its dumplings are so damn good, the soup so rich — I hope it stays here forever! Also, I always like how the daughters happily help their mum with the business with happy smiles on their faces everyday. :) #hawkerpedia