Love the traditional Singaporean breakfast. It’s cheap and delicious. Something funny happened though on this occasion.

As I am a largish Caucasian, the lady that was serving at the counter initially refused to give me the soft boiled egg, insisting I would not like it. I tried to explain that I had had it many times and am quite fond of it.

Lucky for me, a compassionate Singaporean standing in line behind me explained to the lady behind the counter in Chinese that the large white man in front of him, did indeed want the soft boiled egg. Owing to his intervention I soon walked away happily with my Set A.

I would like to thank my anonymous benefactor. Without you I might not have been able to secure one of my favourite breakfast meals that day.