3/5 Stephen o. 3 years ago on Google
Neither
hot
nor
cold
bowl
is
an
apt
description
of
my
buddy's
favourite
childhood
destination.
Sometimes
its
the
fragments
of
indelible
memories
imprinted
in
our
minds
that
we
come
back
again
to
relive,
grasping
at
the
straws
of
yesteryears.
My
own
time
capsule
with
grandfather
was
in
the
narrow
lanes
of
Petaling
Street,
enjoying
the
now
lost
art
of
Koon
Kee's
wanton
mee
and
the
dimsum
at
now
defunct
Woo
Yook
Hin's.
With
each
loss
of
destination,
our
world
starts
closing
in
on
us.
Sadly,
this
morning
I
shared
the
news
of
the
closure
of
End
of
the
World
restaurant,
a
common
place
of
bitter
sweet
memories
of
our
distant
unrelated
childhoods
growing
up
on
this
island.
The
curry
mee
is
certainly
distinguished
by
its
very
milky
white
broth,
a
unique
compilation
of
santan,
spices
and
crustacean
bisque
-
perhaps
where
the
term
"white
curry"
was
coined
and
found
its
way
into
the
foodie
dictionary.
I,
for
one,
never
remembered
such
terminology
as
a
child,
and
only
in
recent
times,
did
we
even
label
anything
"white"
until
the
dawn
of
Ipoh
coffee.
In
our
family,
everything
culinary
was
"Orr"
(black)
especially
dad's
morning
coffee
(kopi
O
kau)
to
KL's
Hokkien
mee
(fondly
called
"Orr
Tam
Tam"
-
Black
Wet
Wet).
Seasons
change
and
even
this
bowl
(RM5.50)
came
only
with
tiny
cockles,
tofu
croutons,
cuttlefish
and
beansprout.
Gone
are
the
shrimps,
blatantly
advertised,
and
the
pig
blood,
absent
due
to
COVID-19
MCO,
yet
another
often
repeated
lame
excuse
heard
in
Penang....
however
no
discounts
were
offered.
Adding
the
red
hot
spicy
chilly
oil
did
up
the
ante
for
the
al-dente
noodles.
Perhaps,
the
chilly
aroma
was
all
that
was
needed
to
rekindle
those
almost
lost
memories
of
our
youth.
Luckily,
no
extra
surcharges
for
daydreaming
here...
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