Don't be fooled by the shop being open till late at night.He mostly sells out his Salted parchment paper wrapped chicken quite early.
He stays open till quite late because I figure this is his brilliant way of advertising.
Since there aren't any other shops open in that area that late at night,one is bound to notice him like it were the bright lights of vegas beckoning you to stopover for a while.
When you pass by his shop you might think that he is patiently waiting for customers.Then pity takes over your kind heart and you decide to do what the sign says.
You take the trouble to make a U turn into Bee Cheng Hiang,wait at the first traffic light before you pull over and "honk"so he can deliver the dish to your car.
It is then that you will discover that he delights in lowering his newspaper(this is a disease caught from Sin Wah CKT I tell you),followed by his specs before he excitedly shuffles over to you wearing half heartedly worn slippers and telling you as he jiggles his wrist "Boliao-lor"
And then the humiliation at being a fool sticks with you till you make it a point to come earlier so you can finally try his salted chicken at least once in your life.
It is basically salt and fresh chicken that tastes a little bit like clear watered down brands essence of chicken poured onto a charbroiled salt marinated chicken.
The chinese believe that the chicken juices do a world of good for convalescents but to me I think cholesterol control freaks would get white hair over the amount of salt he uses.Anyway good plus bad defeats the purpose of a healthy dish right?Right?
In the meantime he will try to market you other dishes.Thank gawd we only fell for one.
Most importantl of all,don't be a sucker and order their chicken feet dish.We did.
It is tough like a rubber mattress,looks like it has leprosy and tastes as if the chickens were trafficked by fowl smugglers to be enslaved to step on piles of herbs until they died
He stays open till quite late because I figure this is his brilliant way of advertising.
Since there aren't any other shops open in that area that late at night,one is bound to notice him like it were the bright lights of vegas beckoning you to stopover for a while.
When you pass by his shop you might think that he is patiently waiting for customers.Then pity takes over your kind heart and you decide to do what the sign says.
You take the trouble to make a U turn into Bee Cheng Hiang,wait at the first traffic light before you pull over and "honk"so he can deliver the dish to your car.
It is then that you will discover that he delights in lowering his newspaper(this is a disease caught from Sin Wah CKT I tell you),followed by his specs before he excitedly shuffles over to you wearing half heartedly worn slippers and telling you as he jiggles his wrist "Boliao-lor"
And then the humiliation at being a fool sticks with you till you make it a point to come earlier so you can finally try his salted chicken at least once in your life.
It is basically salt and fresh chicken that tastes a little bit like clear watered down brands essence of chicken poured onto a charbroiled salt marinated chicken.
The chinese believe that the chicken juices do a world of good for convalescents but to me I think cholesterol control freaks would get white hair over the amount of salt he uses.Anyway good plus bad defeats the purpose of a healthy dish right?Right?
In the meantime he will try to market you other dishes.Thank gawd we only fell for one.
Most importantl of all,don't be a sucker and order their chicken feet dish.We did.
It is tough like a rubber mattress,looks like it has leprosy and tastes as if the chickens were trafficked by fowl smugglers to be enslaved to step on piles of herbs until they died
