Saturday, 27 December 2025

Along Lorong 6 to Toa Payoh North

As part of our end year New Year celebrations for 2025, a friend and I decided we'd have a Mookata.  

It had been some time since we'd had a Mookata dinner, so yes, you can imagine my delight. 

The only thing I didn't want was to go very far away from where I would be that afternoon- at Toa Payoh- so we did a Google search, and found one right in Toa Payoh itself, close to where the SPH Building is, actually, at a coffee shop located right behind. 

I'll write about the Mookata at another time. 

But I'll write about the walk we took to get there now. 

Here be the pictures of the 20-minute walk we took that late afternoon to get to the coffee shop that Google Maps tells me is in Blk 206 Toa Payoh North.











As you can tell, it was a bright, lovely, blue-sky of an afternoon. 

The walk began from Toa Payoh Lorong 6 close to the SPC station, and the traffic light that crosses into the Lorong 7 hawker center. 

What's really funny, I now realize, is that I have no pictures of the actual walk. 

I only have pictures of the start of the walk, and pictures of the end of it. 

Don't ask me why.

Maybe because we were both eyeballing Google Maps up close, so the route turned out to be a walk that I didn't get to take a nice picture of.

But the first couple of pictures here are of the road on Lorong 6, where my walk was sheltered by the presence of them huge canopied Angsana trees, where the shadows of same said Angsana trees cast beautiful shadowy patterns on the cement-paved ground, and where, on both sides of the road, these trees harmonized a soft, artistic yet symmetrical presence amidst all the concrete.

Admittedly the low, two-storeyed structure of Block 19 interests me. 

I had not known it could look this gentle beneath the towering presence of the trees. 

It is a pity that I did not take pictures of the road after that. 

The scenery would have been somewhat unique, for further on, there is a temple to the left side of the road, and to the right, that section of Toa Payoh Lorong 6 that leads towards Braddell, Thomson, Lornie, Lorong Chuan and Upper Serangoon Road. 

But I only have the pictures of the blocks on Toa Payoh North. 

Painted a bright, cheerful blue, these are blocks that, to me, could be said to stand at the edge of Toa Payoh Town. They form part the border of Toa Payoh, literally, and that's interesting, because on one side there's the flyover that leads one out of Toa Payoh, and then on the other, there's the newspaper building, the factories, and further on, the blocks of Braddell Heights leading to Lornie Road and Thomson Road. 

This afternoon we didn't wander that far on either side. 

We were hot, we were hungry, we were busy looking for the coffee shop- and we found it- right after walking past a basketball court. 

As it was, the coffee shop was right next to a car park that directly overlooked the factories, and, well, was also within very close walking distance from a bus stop that in the last couple of months, had had the privilege to be. 

A Toa Payoh North Mookata

I think it's finally time to write about this.

For some reason I have been putting it off- I don't know why. 

It's not that the food wasn't good. 

Neither was it that the experience wasn't good. 

On the contrary, it was a very pleasant, even unusual experience, one which I got to say I had not had ever before. 

It's not that I have never had mookata. 

But to have it in a coffee shop, in a 'hood that I have never come to before, well, that's the new part, and an interesting one it was, too.

We were there at an early dinner hour, around 530, if I'm not wrong, and I had thought there'd be no one else besides us- I mean the coffee shop isn't prominent from the main road- but there were two other tables, and they came one after the other not too long after we arrived. 

Mookata is more commonly known as Thai-style Steamboat & BBQ, and is most recognized by its gear which shape is reminiscent of a dome surrounded by a moat. 

How it works is to line the entire dome with frozen pork fat, then place the lard all right in the center at the top of the dome. All around the sides then the food goes, serving as a grill as the dome heats up. The moat holds the soup of the mookata, which is often plain chicken stock, seemingly boring but which flavors get enhanced by the oils of the meat that flow down the dome whilst they're getting cooked. 

One of the best charms about Mookata, especially one like this, is the seafood that they offer.

Now I don't normally take prawns or much other kinds of seafood but my friend was charmed by the offerings of crayfish, so he got for us a huge plate of those. 

I have to admit, crayfish at a Mookata is attractive. 

Anyone who appreciates crayfish will know how sweet yet firm a well-cooked piece can be. There are people who feel it the same as they do with crabs, prawns, baby lobsters and all. Me, however, prefer the flesh of crayfish over the flesh of crabs and prawns. 

Maybe because this doesn't fill me up as prawns do (so I can eat more)

What makes this offering here extra special is that there aren't many places which have crayfish on the menu. Oh, they have prawns, for sure, but crayfish, not always.

So I'm glad to have them. 

They didn't take very long to grill, and when done, they made for some of the nicest meats to be had for this dinner. 

The other thing we took a lot of were the meats. 

I can't recall whether there was beef, but from the looks of it, I think so. 

What I'm certain is that we definitely helped ourselves to a fair bit of pork, some chicken, and probably the beef as well. 

How many plates exactly, that I don't know, my friend was in charge of the portions. I took care mostly of supervising the grill, turning the meats around, shifting them here and there, placing the cooked ones on the plate, replacing them with the raw from other plates.

It was fun, arranging the crayfish on the grill, switching out the meats, taking the lard here and there and munching on it, then throwing more and more vegetables into the moat. 

Here I should add that our dip for the day was, I think, yogurt with miso, or was it with garlic powder. I cannot remember. But it made for a great dip to eat with the meats and enhanced the flavors very much too. 

What I'm certain of is that we brought our own base oil to line the mookata grill with.

Beef tallow- remnants from the oils of the fat fat steak that we make at home- and which, I got to say, really did make the meats taste so much nicer. 

Most of my attention was on the moat, however. 

My friend doesn't pay much attention to the soup part of Mookata, so it's mostly up to me. 

There're many ingredients one can throw inside the pot. 

It might be the carrots, the green leafy vegetables, the fish balls, cuttlefish balls, lobster balls, egg, corn, all the regular hotpot ingredients.

For me, however, there's only one thing I really like- and that be the green leafy vegetables. My favorites are the Romaine lettuces but I take cabbages, spinach and any green leafy vegetables that soak up the soup and are very soft to the tongue. 

Of course I don't just take the vegetables. 

If there be cheese tofu, I take that too- we like those, both of us- and if there be other fun ingredients that make for great additions to the soup, i have those too. 

Today I took a lot of lettuce. 

But when the lettuces ran out, I helped myself to some of their spinach, and because I saw that they had quail eggs- an absolute favorite of mine- I got four, five of them, or maybe more. 

Then I got some cheese tofu, and of course, some lobster balls, not so much because I really, really liked them, but I thought they made the pot look really, really nice. 

Skewers @ Oriental Food Bedok

I thought I'd posted the picture of the skewers. 

Apparently not. 

I had been so enthusiastic writing about the Mapo Tofu and the Salted Egg Pumpkin here at Oriental Food the other time that I decided I'd keep the skewers for another time.

So, here we are.

I don't know if I'll be writing more and more about the same dishes that I've had at this place here in Bedok, but chances are I might. 

I have been coming here for meals more often than I realized.

But this was the first time we had skewers here. 

What's funny is that I don't actually remember what meat they were. 

I, umm, don't pay attention. 

Most of the time I am just there to eat, so whilst I do look through the menu to see if there is anything that catches my fancy, more often than not, I just stick to what's familiar, and let it be. 

My guess is that they're either beef, or lamb. 

It don't matter which is which; either meat I like, either meat I love. 

There is no gamey feel to the skewers served here at Oriental Food. At first we had been concerned that their skewers might be too oily, too greasy, or not prepared in the way we liked. 

As it turned out, they were grilled to perfection the way we liked. 

Hot, warm, little bit oily, lightly spiced with the pepper and the cumin and some other spices which I don't know what they are, the skewers were the exact kind we'd eaten at elsewhere and which we loved. 

There's something comforting about having beef and lamb skewers as these to go with a bowl of rice. Yes, they might not be the recommended way (you're supposed to have them with beer) but these are good as they are, and since there's this bowl of rice sitting in front of me.... 

It is very special how tender the meat is, especially since somehow they have managed to balance each skewer out with a mix of meat, and fat so that you get one cube of meat, one cube of fat, one cube of meat, one cube of fat, or sometimes, five cubes of meat, and one cube of fat. If it doesn't sound very healthy, well, it is just random, and you never know how much of the fat you're getting anyway. 

This afternoon we ordered a plate of what we have come to describe as their signature dish. 

The Salted Egg Pumpkin, or rather the Golden Fried Pumpkin with Salted Egg Sauce. 

As always, it was good. 

I don't know what kind of batter they use, or how they make their batter, but it is crunchy, crispy, with a hint of sweetness (maybe it comes from the sweet potato) and that distinctive flavor that one recognizes as with anything that gets coated with salted egg sauce, or seasoning, whatsoever. 

This pumpkin dish has become one of our new favorites whenever we eat here at Oriental Food, by the way, and if it be the day that we decide to have vegetarian (or something light) this dish will be it. 

Gu Zao Ren's Beef Hor Fun

To be honest I'm not really sure whether this post should be in the December of 2025, or the January of 2026. 

Technically it ought to be 2025, because I had it on the 27th of December last year, but I guess the end of last year has somewhat blurred into this year and so I am sometimes not really sure whether whatever happened was last year or this. 

That being said, I actually do remember this meal quite well. 

We were moving out from Steppyhouse that day. 

And because Steppyhouse is one of those places where the nearby 'hood doesn't offer much that's worth the tummy, we decided to make our way down to Gu Zao Ren on the Changi Road side. 

It had, actually, been a very, very long time since we went to Gu Zao Ren. 

Not that the food wasn't good or that we didn't like the food. 

Just that there was so much we wanted to have and we tended to (accidentally) order all the fried stuff which we were not supposed to have.

During one of our early times here we had a plate of fried chicken wings, then a plate of fried something else, with two bowls of porridge between us. Only when the dishes had come to our table that evening did we realize just how much of the Fried we'd had had. 

After that we didn't come here that much anymore.

But today we were leaving this zone, and chances were, unless we biked down this road, we very likely would not be coming back. 

A little too out of the way. 

The choice was between meat and rice, or noodles. 

I had felt we might be ordering meat and rice, you know, like Venison with Rice, or Salted Egg Chicken with Rice (I think that's something they had) but my friend didn't want a whole plate of rice, so instead we ordered a plate of noodles to share. 

The choice was between Yi Mian or Hor Fun, but with me being Hor Fun Queen that I am, that's what we got. 

The dish came rather fast, something I liked. 

Today was not a day I wanted to sit and chit chat and wait. 

But was the hor fun good?  

Frankly, I don't know.

I don't know how to tell. 

How does one define a good plate of noodles? 

Is it by how smooth the noodles are?

Is it by the wok hei? 

Or the amount of oil? 

Is there a benchmark one must adhere to when it comes to determining if a plate is good, or otherwise? 

I never can tell. 

To me it is a good plate of noodles just so long as the noodles are huge and smooth and well fried with just a hint of wok hei but not so much that everything ends up looking blackened and burnt. 

The one thing this plate had a lot of was egg. 

The picture here might only show one strand, but underneath, hidden beneath the small mound hill of noodles there were much more. Surprisingly these little fried bits of egg actually gave a bit more of oomph to the noodles than I thought they would. 

There was also a lot of tougay, which, to my surprise, was less crunchy than I thought it was supposed to be. 

Guess I'm not completely familiar with how accessory vegetables in such zichar dishes are supposed to be. 

Nevertheless it was a great meal. 

It was nice, being there in the afternoon, having a plate of fried hor fun- with beef- may I add- that satisfied a quiet craving with even a little hint of burnt wok hei taste 

It didn't matter if the noodles had a bit more oil than what I these days have been accustomed to or that there were a tiny little bit of grease aftertaste. 

Different chefs have different ways of cooking, different customers have different tastes, and maybe this distinctive vibe, made complete with big round tables, kitchen in the back, practical furnishings on the wall, and bright dine-in ceiling light, created them deep feels of a 'small-town coffee shop in a shophouse' feel that in HDB Singapore we don't always so easily get anymore.  

Tuesday, 23 December 2025

The Bugis Claypots

A friend thought it would be fun to go try this place at the Bugis area on the Liang Seah Street side.  

It had been featured on Tiktok and IG, he said, and the videos made the food look extra nice. 

I was partial. 

It isn't that I don't like claypot. 

It is that I don't know which claypot to like. 

Many people tell me that there's nothing more comforting than a steaming hot dish simmering in a solid claypot, and to that, I definitely agree. Except that the dish inside the pot is of greater importance, and more often than not, I have no idea just what dish I ought to have. 

There're a lot of dishes to be had here at Fat Bird Chicken Hotpot, particularly their Signatures, which include Fragrant Chicken Hotpot, Mushroom Herbs Chicken Pot, Pork Rib Pot and Beef Brisket Pot. There was also a Bullfrog Pot, the likes of which are popular at many a claypot porridge place. 

These here are just the signatures.

Their list of ala carte, on the other hand, is tremendously long. 

There're dishes like Herbal Prawn Claypot, Lychee Pork, Pork Floss Eggplant, Egg Yolk Coated Corn, Sichuan Hand Shredded Cabbage, San Bei Chicken, and dishes like Sizzling Braised Fish Claypot. 

I don't really know what it was we ordered today, but pictures show that all three dishes we had were spicy.



There was, if I'm not wrong, a dish of tofu- the Sichuan Mala Tofu- where the cubes were big and soft and the gravy was a thick, spicy soup bright red to the eye and bright hot on the tongue. 

The tofu here belonged to the stewed style, so the texture was a little less pong pong and mushy than it were elsewhere, but the cubes were big, tasty, and it felt like I were having it with soup. 

The other dish, I think, was either beef or lamb. 

I don't know which was which. 

Might have been the Sichuan Double Cooked Pork Slices, or maybe the Xinjiang Lamb with Cumin and Chilies. 

This doesn't look like San Bei Chicken.

And I don't think we'd gone for any of the Signature Dishes this afternoon either. 

What's funny is that whilst I might not be able to remember which dish is which, or even which meat is which (I don't know how to differentiate between beef and lamb) but I can certainly remember how spicy each dish was, in particular the last one at the bottom. 

So spicy was it that whilst most meats don't have the spice adhered to them, this one, it did. The gravy stuck to the tender meat, went into the crevices, so much so that biting into each individual piece made you feel like you were eating a wee bit of chili at the same time. 

The parsley (or is it coriander) really helped though.

This is a bitter vegetable, mind, but a very different sensation one gets when eaten with spice this powerful. So rich was the sauce that I think I wrapped each slice of beef with one piece of coriander and ate it both together. 

My favorite dish was probably the second one you see here. 

It might well have been the lamb- I really cannot differentiate between one and the other- but I know the meat was tender and moist, full of flavor, and far from the dry, tasteless meat I had (quietly) thought it would be. 

There'll be more dishes that I'll want to try the next time I come. 

The Stout Flavored Pork, the Lychee Pork and the Deep Fried Sticky Rice Cake with Black Sesame sounded interesting. 

I've not tried lychee with pork before, I've not tried how stout tastes when cooked with meats, and I want to know how the sticky rice cake with sesame looks like, tastes like. 

Hotpot on Christmas Eve

Never has it been, I tell you, that I have spent the entire weekend of a Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning trying to write a post that, for reasons unknown, just won't let itself be written. 

I cannot tell just how many times it has been since I have attempted this post but let me just say that I'm reaching the end of my line and if this one last attempt doesn't make it, that's it, I'm giving it up.

A little incomprehensible, but perhaps, in this world of unknowns, there might really be some memories that won't let themselves be surfaced.

The question, I ask, is why. 

Why has this hotpot of a Christmas Eve at Cafe Jubilant in Millennia Walk become so difficult to write? 

Why is it that the words won't come?

It wasn't as if the meal wasn't good or that I hadn't had a nice time. 

On the contrary, I had enjoyed the meal very much, and- like all the hotpots I have had the privilege to go to, had had a very pleasant time. 

Cafe Jubilant sits at one corner of Millennia Walk on the site where the food court used to be. When it actually appeared, honestly, I don't know. It is as if one day the food court was there, next day it was not, and then one fine day, this hotpot place appeared, and here we are now, standing with a queue outside waiting for the buffet hour to begin.

This place had been introduced to me by a friend. 

He had seen the brochure and the poster and thought the hotpot buffet a very good deal, so we went.

I was quietly glad- in recent months I had grown to love hotpots- and wouldn't I mind having a really nice one to celebrate the season? 

So we got ourselves into the queue. 

The queue began moving fast once the hour hit. 

No sooner had we registered and paid that they brought us to our table. Once seated, the servers came around pushing a trolley on which there were them individual little pots for each diner, and plastic jars of soup bases from which we could choose from. 

I don't know which soup I took. 

Very likely it might have been tonkotsu- besides seaweed, it is the only soup base I prefer when it comes to boiling all the meats and the like. 

Whilst the soup boiled, my friend placed orders for our meats, after which we crossed over to the cooked food counter where we helped ourselves to the foods we wanted, and liked.

Cafe Jubilant has a range of cooked foods that, whilst being curated in a certain sense, carries a sense of abundance and overflowing presence that will make any hungry diner feel satisfied. 

There was a big pot of what I think is braised pork belly. 

Then there was a pot of steaming white rice. 

I can't remember just what the other foods at the counter were, but if I'm not wrong, there were a couple pieces of fried chicken, some other servings of meat, and all these finger food that you see on them plates here. 


In case you're wondering, yep, both plates are mine. 

I liked the sweet potato rolls and the youtiao so much I went back for a second round. 

And I would have wanted the spring rolls, but by that time it had almost run out, and whatever was left in the platter seemed a bit soggy... 

I guess everyone eats their share of cooked food at different times. 

Some have their cooked plates before the soup gets boiled, or whilst they wait for all the ingredients in their pot to cook.

Others, like me, space it out. 

I began with the piece of chicken, then the spring roll. 

But because by then the pot had begun to boil, so it was a while before I tried out the sweet potato roll and discovered it were that which I really liked. 

One can't fill up on cooked food when you're at a hotpot buffet, however, so whilst I slowly worked my way through the roll, I split that with the pork belly slices and the beef slices that my friend had ordered. 

There were many things in the pot this afternoon.



The one thing you don't see is the meat. 

It isn't that we didn't have enough, just that I never let the meats soak long enough inside the pot to take the picture. 

What's more, my friend had ordered different things at different times, so whilst we had begun with trays of pork and beef, by the latter part, we had thrown in a couple of big prawns as well. 

It didn't matter to me that we had mostly meats and not seafood. 

I was just satisfied with all the meats that I had, whether they'd be chicken, pork, or beef. 

It is often recommended that the meats be dipped into the sauces and condiments made available at the counter, but this afternoon we had our meats with Greek-style yogurt, miso, and garlic powder. I don't think I took any of the condiments or the sauces, save, maybe the sesame sauce (peanut sauce?) which is the only one I like and the only one I take. 

But if you think the meats were all we had, well, no. 

I got ourselves some really good ingredients from the chilled food counter as well. 

It would be silly not to. 

Especially since the variety they have here at Cafe Jubilant is wonderful. 

Nearly every good hotpot place today comes with the selections of green leafy vegetables (some more, some less). Many places too have the big leaf vegetables of lettuce, cabbage, all coming in with various shades of green. Of course, one can't go without the offerings of the colorful vegetables- the carrots, corn, mushrooms, radishes, potatoes, sweet potatoes, taro, and the like. And then, for sure, there are the fun hotpot ingredients- the ones that all come frozen at the supermarket and which I sometimes hesitate whether to take or not because they fill me up quick.

Today I took.

So much was the variety that it had me standing a while at the counters trying to decide between the lobster balls, the prawn balls, the various kinds of tofu, and everything else which I now cannot remember, but eventually from this section I got myself two pieces of cheese tofu. 

Honestly I ought to take more of the white silky tofu or the round egg tofu but somehow the tongs always seem to gravitate towards the (processed) cheese tofu rather than anything else fresher. 

Gotta admit though, they look very pretty in the pot. 

Same way too the vegetables look pretty in the pot. 

At another time I might have gone for spinach or nai bai even, but I can never get enough of lettuces, cabbages, and Chinese cabbage, so it were them that I took this afternoon.

Not just one plate, mind, probably two or three.

Sometimes I feel like I eat more of them vegetables than meat. 

I love how the lettuce and cabbage soak up the soup whilst cooking in the pot. 

I also love how the mushy, soft texture of the vegetable absorbs the flavors and bursts out inside my mouth once I take a bite. 

It being a hotpot I don't have to worry about the vegetables- especially the stems- not being soft enough for me to enjoy. (If they aren't soft enough, I just throw them back into the pot to boil.)

Perhaps it is the fact that I can control the cooking time that makes veggies in hotpot so special. 

On one hand I don't have to take them out too early. 

On the other hand, I don't have to wait until they turn yellow before I take them out. I can take them out, drop them inside my bowl, and let them warm up the cooked meats already sitting inside the bowl. These I usually take out early and then leave them in there. 

My picture here shows two pieces of bean curd skin. 

Honestly, I don't know why they're there. 

My tongs don't usually go for the bean curd skin but perhaps today I had wanted to try out both texture and taste of soy with the creamy rich porky taste of tonkotsu. 

The one thing I know I certainly did help myself to were the noodles. Offhand now I can't tell what kind of noodles they were. 

For sure I can tell you they weren't the instant kind- you don't come to a hotpot place with all these ingredients and take instant noodle. 

It might have been ramen, or egg noodle, which, after kuay teow and udon, is another favorite noodle of mine. I love the color, the texture, the way I can chuck the whole square into the soup and let it boil until soft soft the way I like my noodles to be. 

The sight of all these ramen noodles inside the little pot actually does make me happy. 

Even if they be long swallowed all three and a half months ago. 

There are much more food from this place that I will want to try the next time I come. 

If this time I had had the taro (which, let me say, is also a fairly unusual food for me at the hotpot) next time there'll be more ingredients that I want to have. 

Of course I'm also to make sure I have enough room for the dessert. 

It isn't extensive here- I can't recall if they have ice cream- but there was mango pudding, almond pudding, and a gorgeous selection of fruits that I'm sure there was watermelon that I helped myself to. 

Oriental Food @ Bedok

Life is such that some of the best meal surprises come when you least expect them at all. 

We had not thought of having  a meal here- not once- in the course of these two years. 

It wasn't that we didn't like Northern cuisine, or what we locals sometimes like to call Mainland food. 

Just that we always seemed to go for other options at Bedok Mall, and so never thought of dining here at Oriental Food located right outside the side entrance of the mall in between the town center and the atrium of the hawker center. 

But we have since placed Oriental Food as one of the places we want to eat at, not so much of a reason other than the fact that their food is, in fact, really good. 

There are a good number of attractive dishes here at this diner-restaurant.

Beef, pork, poultry, vegetables, small bites, skewers, you've got them all. 

We found ourselves drawn by the pictures of skewers in the menu this afternoon. Indeed, it was at the top of our head to try, but then whilst flipping through the menu we came upon the sight of Mapo Tofu, and since it being a favorite dish of my friend- who was dining with me today- we ordered one. 

Then I spotted a dish which at other Mainland restaurants I had never seen before. 

Golden fried pumpkin with Salted Egg Sauce. 

So no skewers it was this afternoon, and we got these two instead. 


In recent months we have had been trying a couple of Mapo Tofu dishes here and there- including this place on the ground floor of Bugis+ of which I don't know the diner's name. 

But none of it thus far come close to this one here at Oriental Food. 

I don't know whether it is their cooking method, whether it is the way they've handled their proportion of spice to gravy, whether it is the way they've prepared their tofu, such that not a single cube is overcooked or dry, and is just perfect to eat on its own, or with rice. 

It might have been that we were in need of some tongue-blasting, mouth-numbing food that day, but the very first spoon we took of this dish was the gravy, and it did not disappoint. 

So many places tend to serve up their food in gravies and sauces that are watery, unappetizing, and extreme on the tongue. Either they be too salty or too much of a distinctive flavor, or unbalanced in one way or another.

Not so this dish. 

So good was it that I ladled as much of the gravy as I wanted over my rice, ate it plain first, then scooped up three, four pieces of the tofu over my rice inside my bowl. My friend had suggested that I mash and mush them up to eat together with the rice, so I did just that. 

It felt the right thing to do. 

What made this Mapo Tofu so delightful was that it not only served as a main dish, it opened the palate, stimulated the senses, made one feel alive, and even added a spicy, slightly numbing zhng to that particular day. 

Yet it didn't take away one's desire for anything other, either.

Not only did I have enough stomach to eat up the other dish, it gave me an appetite to do so. 

The Golden Deep Fried Salted Pumpkin has to be one of the signature dishes when it comes to this place. 

Maybe there're variations of it elsewhere.

Maybe different people will prepare it different ways. 

For me, however, this dish here was good enough. 

They had cut the pumpkin into thick strips, a bit like fries, so even if you didn't want to use chopsticks, you could still pick it up with your hands. 

What's more, the dish didn't come slathered in salted egg sauce the way I had at first assumed- like many other dishes of the salted egg kind- it would. This one here felt more like seasoning that they scattered over the battered pumpkin and deep fried. 

This dish wasn't oily either. 

Yes, no doubt, you felt that little burst of oil coming out from the pumpkin when you first bit into it, but then it disappeared, and the natural sweetness of the vegetable itself took over. 

I took a liking to the crunch of the pumpkin batter.

I also took a liking as to how each bite was both crisp and crunchy at the same time yet not so dry that the dish became difficult to eat. 

Not to mention, of course, the presence of bright, cheerful color, and the pleasant contrast of taste, both sweet and salty, at the same time.