Unlike some rich bloggers like Mr Miyagi who can buy $10 "Not So Big" prawn noodles, our breakfast fare at River South prawn mee was a more modest $3.50 a bowl.
As usual, we took Isaac along to keep him from disrupting his 姐姐's ABA lesson at home.
I insisted on ordering a separate bowl of kuay teow soup for Isaac so that Grandma could have a bowl of dry beehoon mee with chilli for a change. We gave him some handmade fish cake (each sold seperately) with his kuay teow (no prawns for him) and he tucked in with his spoon and hands. Mommy spent a big part of the breakfast trying to stop him from using his hand to pick up his food, in vain.
The chwee kuay (steamed rice cake topped with chopped preserved radish) at this Tai Thong Crescent coffee shop was excellent too. The wife liked the crunchy Chai Poh (chopped preserved radish). Even my mom said it was good, which is rare Chwee Kuay praise from her, because my brothers and I grew up living one floor above a very good Chwee Kuay hawker, Auntie Ah Wah, who sold the stuff at a Joo Seng Road coffee shop donkey years ago. Being able to buy her excellent Chwee Kuay directly from her flat kind of spoiled us, so my family are somewhat Chwee Kuay snobs now.
