Met Bernie for dinner after a mad walk around the 2 shopping centres, went off to the usual malay "cafe". Claypot chicken rice and some nice, lightly-cooked kailan in oyster sauce.
During the moment (i) just after we'd realised we'd eaten too much, and (ii) before we confessed to each other that we couldn't move, we noticed a table next to us. Family of about 7, who had ordered drinks but only plates of rice. I kid thee not, 4 plates of what looked like plain white rice.
Watched them for a bit. Bernie, generous soul that she is, thought that they were too hungry to wait for the rest of the dishes. Alas, it was not to be. 4 plates of plain white rice wolfed done. With no side dishes. Weird. That's like having slices of plain bread with nothing on it.
Zip. Nada. Nothing. How weird is that?
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