You don’t need much space to cook up a storm.
In a tiny alley, you see people cramming to get their breakfast fix. A stall out of nowhere says “Mini Restaurant” and you see the ‘chef’ cooking with passion. “I’m eating here!” You tell yourself.
Unlike back home, there’s no fancy seats and tables, let alone wifi – only a humble bench across the road with cars and people zooming past every minute. (I clench my toes in fear hoping it doesn’t get run over while I enjoy my breakfast)
Now this is the simplicity of life, and I’m savouring every bit of it 😊
