Little bird…

Last Sunday, a week ago, after the morning service, my girl wanted to stop by here for breakfast as she loved the wat tan hor kway teow…

…that she had not too long ago.

My missus had their Foochow-style fried noodles…

…with gravy while I ordered something from this stall…

…that has since grown a little bigger, having taken over the stall right next to it.

I did not quite like the kampua noodles but I thought the pian sip was not too bad. However, I did not want to have that again so this time around I ordered their lor mee…

…which was very good…

The gravy was thick enough and had the hint of the five spice powder taste, not too strong – just right.

Janggut was not around and neither were the roti canai guys but there was a Malay stall at the far end to the back that did not seem to enjoy a lot of business. However, somebody had ordered a plate of fried noodles from there and had that with a drink at a table at the far end of the tables laid out along the five-foot way of the shop. After having had his fill, he left.

In the meantime, a little bird came along…

…and pecked at a strand of the leftover noodles…

…and hopping away to the side, it gave it to another bird…

…probably the baby though it sure looked fully-grown already.

I was so captivated and could not resist taking a few photographs of the whole episode. As they say, caring is sharing…and I see the public display of it all here by our feathered friends. Don’t you think that was so sweet?