Just as everyone was hungry again for something interesting to entice the gastric juices, we came to our favourite Hokkien Mee corner called '86' in Cantonese. On a Friday night, we expected to wait at least 15 minutes for the thick black noodles cooked in soya sauce and lard. Ben was getting a bit bored and started fidgeting a bit while Clarissa was insisting that it was bed time.
As soon as the large plate for two came, we saw each kid refill their small bowls at least twice. Now, who was it who didn't want some?
