Sorry, Uncle Ben...

As the title of this post says... "We are sorry, Uncle Ben".

(It is times like this where I wish I can have a new camera; pictures were poorly taken.)

Daddy was surfing the Internet some time back and he found this restaurant that serves "Dai Lok Mien"; Grand Daddy's and Uncle Ben's favourite noodles. This evening, we decided to go try the noodles... without Grand Daddy or Uncle Ben.

Much to our surprise. the place was packed and that could only mean one thing; the food here is fabulous.

Yap, I thought so when they served out the chilli concoction of sambal and "chin cha lok"...

Daddy and our little one waiting anxiously for the noodles...

We tried their signature dishes of hor fun and "Dai Lok Mien" and they were delicious.

Cheryl was so happy and she gave her dearest Daddy a kiss.

"Uncle Ben, don't worry, we will definitely go again and this time, we will take you along." We will also try their crabs because almost everyone at the restaurant were eating crabs one way or another. And if you look closely enough, the place was filled with very satisfied guests who left their marks on the shells of the crabs they devoured.


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