Mama Lia #evilauntylia challenged us to write on food that we do not like. As for me, I am usually not picky but the one thing I would not crave, is 'chendol'. This is dedicated to those who do enjoy this sweet delight.

Along the alleys of Keng Kwee Street,
Where tourists flock to beat the heat,
Resides a bustling hawker stall,
Serving a local delicacy called 'chendol'.

Rows of people queuing messily,
Calling out for the attention of the aunty,
For bowls of chilled, sweet simplicity,
To have by the roadside in all its glory.

Cubes of ice floating buoyantly,
Cooling down the white silky sea,
Green slippery strings swimming about,
Springy and sliding in and out.

The bowl is dressed like an icy dream,
Lined with satin white coconut cream,
Stitched with threads of gelatinous goodness,
Stained of rich brown sugary sweetness.

- SY
23:36H 17th October 2016
Mt. Olympus HQ

SY is a 'Jacqueline of all trades' who loves wearing plaids.
She doesn't believe in things that fade and fulfills the promises that she made.
She seeks the hearts of the troubled, to be a listener in times when things are doubled.
She's the kind who stands in the gap, who will only call it quits when it's a wrap.


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