Comfort Food

Without my regular lunch colleague who has since retired, my choice of food for lunch has actually widened but recently I been hankering for simple food for lunch. So I will drag myself in the hot sun to Maxwell or Chinatown for what I call comfort food.

Two bowls of porridge with fish cake, 'chaipoh' (preserved turnips) egg, and pickled vegetables. Hmm simple but so pleasurable.

Is this a sign of growing old?