I'm all curled up on my swivel chair with some chai tea on my other hand and i'm about to type down a memory that is so dear to me. And that is my childhood memories.

Just today at about 10+ pm i took up the invitation of having supper with my folks at the 24 hour hawker place infront of Bishan Cc. And boy does that place brings me back to the ages of being in primary 1. I never fail to smile with glee in my heart whenever chosen to eat there, because i savour each smell, taste, sight and sound of that place. You see, there were only 3 stalls that were my favourite since young. The chicken rice stall, the popiah stall the Hakka Yong Tau Fu stall and the fishball noodle store. Glad to see that they were still around afterall this while. And even more reassuring to know that the taste in the food still stayed the same, and it never faltered one bit.

Oh how i remember before tuition which was just across in one of the HDB flats, my maid would bring me there to eat. And i would purposely eat slowly just so i can skip a few minutes of tuition, like i said before, i never was a student who fancied tuition nor was i someone who liked to learn languages. In this case it was chinese tuition. But just today, i decided to order the fishball soup to share with my mom. The first bite of the fishball, shot me back to age 6-7. Not to hard and not to soft, springy to the core. Not to salty not to blend, just the right tinge of salt to the very end. And the soup, no gst with sprinkles of fried shallots, pig fat, Tong choi, persevered spring onions & parsley. How tender and how delightful it was to gobble down each fishball like as though i would not see it next time.

I can tell you so many tales of my childhood and this place. But maybe next time, but for now, please go there for your lunch, dinner or supper. You can't find no place that sells fishball with such a twist.