Ahhh... finally I get the chance to return to my howntown - The humble Serangoon Gardens. The place has prospered from 3 years ago, when I left my home in a lousy quarrel with my folks. KFC has closed down as the lazy boss refuses to open the outlet in the morning the Mac came in to rob the place of all business.
The old, very very worn down accessories store is still there, though I wonder to myself if the uncle, or should I say Ah Pek, is still alive...
The very good chicken rice is still very good, maybe only better. The stall has expanded to a restuarant taking up 2 units of the shophouses, and is raging with a crowd of chicken fanatics. The uncle still recognises me, so I got to cut queue and get a table for 6, even though it was only me and my friend...
Quite in an unexplained manner, my apettite exploded after the first piece of chicken... the meat was so soft I think the chicken must have never exercised in its entire life. The first bowl of rice didn't seem to help fill the requirement, so I went for one more, and one more, until the guy serving the rice gave me a weird look, as if telling me, "Eh order something else lah... don't just eat rice... its freaky!"
But the rice is just so good!
Nothing beats a good plate of Pow Sing Chicken Rice!
