Balls of dough ready to be transformed into fluffy yummy rotis.
The roti canai lady was super cool. She ignored me even though I was taking photos continuously and in a very in-her-face fashion.
Teh c served in a very retro cup. While growing up, we would pour the hot drink onto the saucer to cool the drink down faster. Kinda gross thinking back.
The roti made by the Indian Man at the Manukau Foodcourt is comparable to this and Mum said this is the best roti canai in Sibu these days.
Fried noodles with liver... not great.
We went and said hi to Mum's old friend. Her name amused me. Beehoon with prawns, anyone?
Dad's lunch - chian mian with egg.
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