By popular demand, I will share the location of one of my fave eating places, Dunman Food Centre.
Dunman Food Centre, recently renovated with nice and stylo open-air toilets and all, is located opposite Joo Chiat police station. It has stalls upstairs, and downstairs. In the morning, more of the first floor stalls are open, and at night, more second floor stalls are open.
There are two wanton mee stalls on the second floor, Seng's and Eng's (not related to Chang and Eng, the Siamese twins). Both are good, but Eng's chilli is the hotter one. I believe they open only for dinner.
There is also a very popular Rojak stall there. Very long wait but worth it. He sells rojak, both yew-char-kuay-only style and regular style, grilled cuttlefish and grilled tow pok too. He used to take faxed orders, but I think he does not anymore (the fax machine probably overheated and broke down).
There used to be a cranky old guy who ran the Tekong drinks stall at Dunman, where I spent many a late night drinking teh-peng (iced milk tea) with my two best buddies, and talking cock until even the KTV ladies of Joo Chiat went home to sleep. Mikey would get kopi-peng (iced milk coffee) and Studman would get his Milo-peng (iced Milo). Tekong's boss seems to have retired. This guy's coffee and tea was so good, regulars to Dunman Food Centre often referred to the place as Tekong rather than Dunman.
The lady who served us the drinks (his wife I think) knew us and our orders well from our regular visits but never knew our names, so she gave us her own names. I found this out when I went to eat there with my wife one time, and Lady Tekong asked me in Hokkien, "Kopi-peng and Milo-peng never come ah?"
Eng's is so famous, I found a japanese writeup on Eng's on this webpage together with other food centres in Singapore.
Parking there can be a problem, although they added some new lots in front of the building and also at the police station too (don't park on the lots reserved for the Home Team, ok?). And don't even think about cheating on your coupons, the parking aunties are rabidly on-the-ball there. No point paying $50 for a night out at the hawker centre, right?
For some fun sight-seeing, drive through the streets of Joo Chiat and marvel at the sheer number of KTVs and dodgy lounges (pronounced "launch") there. Hostesses of all shapes, sizes and ages fill the streets. And if you get tired of all the food and sight-seeing, you can always check into one of those hotels with, ahem, transit rates, and pay by the hour.
Remember, you heard all this useful information from mr "teh-peng" brown.