Hometown Restaurant.

No fancy spread...expensive décor....just cheap melamine and plastic cutlery.....
....and where the cooking is done by old aunties/uncles who have been cooking for ages from recipe passed down....

......where waiters/waitresses are the children on school holidays ..and the chief waiter (captain)..is the spouse of the chef ...recommending the catch of the day.

..and ....plates...crockery...used utensils are washed by grandmas/dads....too old to for any jobs on the frontline....yet still healthy enough to be gainfully employed...( money is never enough especially when one is old ).

..... the service.....erratic....and dependent on the general well-being of the day...whether there has been a quarrel....or argument ...when the plates and various paraphernalia are set down in “I don’t give a damn” manner...and the cooked food are serve in “I don’t give a damn” manner..

.....unashamedly indifferent ...the foods are cook in “I don’t give a damn” saltiness...spiciness.............oiliness..................burniness (if there is such word)
.... ... and come three quarters cook from the kitchen that reminisce a chicken slaughter house...(if you know what I mean).

..but on a good day ..It is a culinary delight minus the frontline service.

Menus are non-existent ..Cooking comes in three simple ways on how the ‘catch’ is to be cooked: ...... Steam with ginger, tomatoes..wine.......fried sweet and sour.......or stir fried in spice and chili.

....for example........Steam Pomfret......Sweet Sour crab ...and Spicy Prawn..and to provide a balance diet to the protein...I can have Blanched Vegetables in light garlic fragrant soy sauce.

The price is surprisingly... UNfair..Unjust....Unwritten ...there two different price settings.......one is for the locals...and the other for the outsider. The only reason why I patronize the local joint is because I love the charm of the easy casual no-frills dining
...and the nearest experience to “Mum’s cooking”.