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I went to Maxwell Hawker Centre during the weekend
            to eat Tian Tian Hainanese Chicken Rice. I could not get
            my mind out of it, as I had never returned here since I
            was young.

            My  eyes  widened  in  shock  as  the  hawker  cCentre
            changed  a  lot!  The  place  was  neater  and  the  chairs
            were new. Almost all the stalls had changed, except for
            the hainanese chicken rice. The only thing that did not
            change was the bustling crowd and the long queue in
            front of the hainanesechicken rice.

            After waiting so long, we finally got to eat chicken rice.
            When I tried it, my eyes lit up as the chicken was tender,
            smooth, and juicy. Each grain of the rice is distinct, and it
            was infused with the fragrance of chicken oil, which was
            utterly satisfying. It tasted better than before. Curious, I
            went to ask the stall owner.
                                                                   “From rice balls on the roadside to famous
            The stall owner had changed and said she had slightly   hawker  stalls,  chicken  rice  carries  my
            altered the recipe to make it taste better. She also told   grandmother’s story — a taste passed down
            me the story that her grandmother told her. They started   through generations.”
            to make chicken rice in 1986. No hawker centres existed
            then, so they began as humble roadside stalls. They first
            made the rice into rice balls so that they could keep the                            Khoo Xin Chen
            food warm. Then the government gathered the roadside                                          P6.3
            stalls together and created a hawker centre.                             North Spring Primary School

            This  act  brings  together  Chinese,  Malay,  Indian,  and
            Peranakan cuisines. They were not just about food; they
            were  living  museums  of  Singapore’s  history,  diversity,
            and innovation. The culture and the recipe will be passed
            on from generation to generation.














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