Foodie Friday: Slippery noodles!
It was one of those nights when we were so hungry and too tired to think of where to go and what to eat as long as we get to eat something not too expensive around where we were, within the Far East Square area. Unfortunately, most of the casual eating places were closed (it was only 7pm) and the prawn noodle place was one of the few that was still open and looked quiet + affordable. We decided to give it a try.
To be honest, I thought the prawn and pork rib noodles weren’t that great, I’ve had better ones elsewhere. Little boy didn’t seem to mind though and he was very determined to feed himself with normal chopsticks that day. We have the kiddie training chopsticks at home but he seldom get to use them because we don’t normally cook noodles at home and Mummy dearest doesn’t know how to use chopsticks herself. I can pick my food up with chopsticks lah but most of the time end up with splatter stains all over my top and my bag lor. Also, the way I hold the chopsticks look like some evil witch’s grip. Salah max man. The Husband has been the one trying to teach Xan how to use it properly and the training was paying off.
That day, Xan succeeded in picking up all the noodles with the chopsticks by himself. As I sat next to him, watching him, I thought to myself he is growing up too fast. Today use chopsticks, tomorrow get married liao. Wah biang! I quickly snapped out of it, wiped his mouth and whisked him up into my arms very tightly and returned to the car.
“Que Sera Sera… whatever will be, will be. The future’s not ours to see. Que Sera Sera. What will be, will be.”
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