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Chicky’s Journey Through Singapore’s Hawker Heritage



            Hello!  I’m  Chicky,  and  I  live  at  Maxwell  Food  Centre,
            one of Singapore’s most beloved hawker centres near
            the  bustling  Central  Business  District.  You  might  be
            surprised, but I’m not your usual chicken rice dish. I’m an
            evolved version – a delightful chicken rice ice cream! My
            journey is a testament to how hawker food and culture
            in Singapore have grown and changed over time.

            Let me take you on a trip back in time to see how hawker
            centres and the dishes they serve have evolved. Many
            of these dishes have roots in the culinary traditions of
            immigrants who made Singapore their home. Over the
            years, these diverse influences  –  chinese, malay, indian,
            and  more  –  have  come  together  to  form  our  vibrant
            hawker culture, blending food, community, and space in
            a uniquely Singaporean way.                          During  the  Japanese  occupation,  Maxwell  Market
                                                                 became home to a government cooperative store called
            Maxwell Food Centre, my home, opened on 17 November  Kumiyai, which managed retail and wholesale trading.
            1928. It has witnessed generations of hawkers and food  After the war, the Social Welfare Department established
            lovers. Many of my neighbours here are second or third-  People’s  Restaurants  here  to  provide  affordable,
            generation hawkers who have inherited their stalls and  nutritious meals for all.
            treasured recipes from their parents. I’m proud to say I
            belong to the famous Tian Tian Chicken Rice Stall, which  Despite  the  improved  infrastructure,  the  hawker  life
            has earned both local and international recognition.  remained tough. Water access was limited, and everyone
                                                                 had  to  share  one  washing  area.  Raw  food,  utensils,
            But  our  journey  wasn’t  always  so  comfortable.  In  the  and dirty woks were all cleaned in the same cramped
            past, hawkers operated from roadside stalls. Picture this   spot. Hawkers worked long hours under hot, crowded
            –  cooking beside dirty utensils, soggy grounds scattered  conditions. Still, their passion for cooking and feeding
            with  cigarette  butts  and  tissue  paper,  and  ingredients  the community kept them going.
            stored  without  proper  hygiene.  It  was  a  different
            time. In 1913, the authorities began enforcing hygiene  Some of my neighbours recall working tirelessly, their
            standards,  including  mandatory  licensing  for  hawkers.  legs swollen and aching from standing all day. But they
            Not everyone was pleased, and in 1974, a government  persevered – and today, we celebrate their hard work
            task force was sent out to shut down unlicensed stalls.  and heritage. Did you know that 9 in 10 Singaporeans
            It was a classic game of cat and mouse, with hawkers  agree that hawker centres are an essential part of our
            constantly relocating to avoid getting caught.       national identity?

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