MC

On the way back from Muar, we went to Teluk Gong for lunch. It was a late lunch as when we arrived there it was already 2.45pm.

We tapao ??? (Salty steamed chicken) back. One was meant to be whole. The other was meant to be chopped.

“It’s all wrapped up.”

“How do I know which one is already cut up and which is a whole chicken?”

“Ok lah, I label for you.”

“How are you going to label it?”

“MC.”

“What is MC?”

“??” ?Read in Cantonese – mou cham)

When Pappy related the story to us in the car, we can’t help but laugh.

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