Pork Porridge @ Chin Chew Street

During my childhood days, breakfast used to be simple affair - a cup of coffee plus a slice of bread / a piece of nyonya kweh / a stick of you tiao.

There were a couple of occasions, when my father brought us for pork porridge at a roadside hawker stall which was in Chin Chew Street, just next to where my grandma lived. Back then, a bowl of porridge (without egg) cost 50 cents. We would relish our pork porridge, accompanied by you tiao at the verander behind the stall (and next to a rat-infested drain!!!).

Pic on right - a painting of an alley off chin chew St by a local artist