Lunch for Today (VII): Lai Heng Mushroom Minced Meat Mee
Located just around 1km away from my house, this visit was overdue by a few weeks, when I first learned about the stall from a short Sunday Times review. I dropped in on the following Wednesday but found out they are closed on Wednesdays. I saw it listed on Makansutra 2011 a few weeks later. It was rated at 2.5 chopsticks, out of a maximum of 3. I told myself that there can be no further delay, and set sail immediately on the next working day, 11am on working days being when I find it most pleasurable to have lunch.
The stall is located in a small heartland coffee-shop, which can seat around 80 people in its main area:
Had to wait around 15 minutes for this to arrive, there being a queue before me when I ordered. The dish doesn't stand out for me. It could be because there was too much chilli in mine (my tolerance level is pretty low), and my tongue grew insensitive to the taste of the noodles after a while. The first few mouthfuls were good: the noodles were springy and had a certain fried flavour that I like my mee kia to have. At the same time, it wasn't outstanding: it isn't significantly better than the average bak chor mee stall, and one or two uncelebrated stalls I've been to may even have surpassed it. The liver was good though. It has a full-blooded taste, which I suspect means it's fresh. Overall, I would say this is good but not something I would walk 2km and wait 15 minutes for.
The coffee-shop expanded its premises by adding tables to the adjacent void deck. One will note that the coffee-shop contains a Western Food stall that is also critically acclaimed. I tried it the last time I was here, and it was cheap and good.
I was seated beside a table of three old ladies who reminded me of grand witches. They were conversing loudly as though they owned the coffee-shop, and during pauses they would cast their looks slowly about the shop. When an elderly cleaner whom they were on friendly terms with coughed as he walked past them they imitated his coughs too, then cackled wildly. It's as though they have not a weight in the world, it's as though they have become young girls again.
The stall is located in a small heartland coffee-shop, which can seat around 80 people in its main area:
Had to wait around 15 minutes for this to arrive, there being a queue before me when I ordered. The dish doesn't stand out for me. It could be because there was too much chilli in mine (my tolerance level is pretty low), and my tongue grew insensitive to the taste of the noodles after a while. The first few mouthfuls were good: the noodles were springy and had a certain fried flavour that I like my mee kia to have. At the same time, it wasn't outstanding: it isn't significantly better than the average bak chor mee stall, and one or two uncelebrated stalls I've been to may even have surpassed it. The liver was good though. It has a full-blooded taste, which I suspect means it's fresh. Overall, I would say this is good but not something I would walk 2km and wait 15 minutes for.
The coffee-shop expanded its premises by adding tables to the adjacent void deck. One will note that the coffee-shop contains a Western Food stall that is also critically acclaimed. I tried it the last time I was here, and it was cheap and good.
I was seated beside a table of three old ladies who reminded me of grand witches. They were conversing loudly as though they owned the coffee-shop, and during pauses they would cast their looks slowly about the shop. When an elderly cleaner whom they were on friendly terms with coughed as he walked past them they imitated his coughs too, then cackled wildly. It's as though they have not a weight in the world, it's as though they have become young girls again.
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