I commented that they tasted not much different from fishcake. Didi shook his head and said that I didn't know how to appreciate the good stuff. Who defines what's good stuff? :P
Wu xiang (our way and our style)...could not stop popping them into our mouths :P
The taste of sweetness in every spoonful of the cabbage soup...my father filled all our bowls to the brim
Mummy's cabbage soup...ladened with fishballs, fish maw and sea cucumber, it's really a whole big pot :P
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