As my age loses ground on me, I realize that there is a need to be a "regular customer," at a certain place at a certain time, to go to a place where someone knows your name, where everyone stays the same, or at least it sounds something like part of a song from a television show.
I would severely recommend the noodles at Jalan Tua Kong except the fact that the lady always looks like she doesn't want my business, and its always crowded and hot, and the noodles are slightly over priced. BUT noodles are done al dente and quality is high.
Sigh.
A quandary people. QUANDARY! I MUST PROTEST!
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