We're hardcore street eaters. We know we'll eventually pay. Rather, I know I will eventually pay - I've a much weaker stomach. So, it came as a surprise that Dodo got knocked out of the game this morning. It's hard to say what did it. Was it the pork porridge she had for breakfast? It looked pretty good coming out of the bag, into the bowl.
We bought from under the skytrain and sat in a nearby plaza to eat.