Disaster
Into exile, everybody was heading the other direction, only a minority were toiling towards the south- the low-lying Thomson and the even more low-lying Teacher's Estate valley.
Misshapen occurred. 3 buses caught in the rain, together with ambulance, traffic police, civil defence trucks and a black tent. It was not the time to look on but to wait.
On a lighter note, look outside again because a moment in history- bus number 855 and 163 arriving at stops past Ang Mo Kio!
Half a day had gone by, and the rain had cleared almost for life to go on. ROCHOR BEANCURD HOUSE.
Crystal Buns (Sweet) (SGD 2.50 for 5)
The effaced. Less of people acquiring tastes for crystal dumplings sweet, found only as savoury crystal buns in restaurants today. Or chinese steamed buns in opaque skins- only the red bean bun left in this skimpier version.
Skimpy or not, the red bean buns/pau is still one of my likes. So how does it remain conspicuous amongst my resume of buns/paus? The paste was not overtly sweet, nor ghastly leveling of modified starch, gluten or glue like I'd worst hope; it hid the caustic side of the beans while disclosing a fresh red bean! And on the scanty, who ruled that red bean paste is to be eaten with doughy skin? Red bean paste with crystal rice skin encased the filling more tautly; you could fully taste the bean paste.
P.S. A blue tent meant for the wounded; black the deceased.
