19. I have many distant relatives who run hawker stalls of great renown! My mum’s cousin finally won a Michelin bib recently for her wanton noodles. Just years of slinging $2 noodles. What a life. We got here often for breakfast, and of course we don’t need to join the line :) after breakfast we pop round to the wet market to get the soy sauce I insist on bringing back with me to SF