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     I  have  a  confession  to  make;  I  never  like  my  “dining
            experience” at hawker centres. As a member of the fast-
            food  generation,  I  struggle  to  understand  why  people
            will spend time standing in snaking queues and waiting
            over thirty minutes for a bowl of noodles. I would readily
            waltz into any McDonald’s and have my cheeseburger
            delivered to the table within five minutes from ordering
            via the self-service kiosk. This Hawker Culture Heritage
            Storytelling  Project  2025  presents  the  opportunity
            for  me  to  strike  a  conversation  with  my  parents  on
            Singapore’s hawker culture.
            Bedok  85  Fengshan  Food  Centre,  or  “Bedok  85”,  is  a
            culinary  landmark  in  Singapore’s  East,  renowned  for
            its diverse selection of iconic local delights. “Bedok 85”
            was established in the 1970s as part of the Singapore
            Government’s  broader  initiative  to  centralise  street
            hawkers into organised and hygienic food centres. For
            my mum, who grew up in Bedok, Xing Ji Ruo Cuo Mian is   “I used to prefer fast food — until I realised
            her comfort food from her childhood years. Even though   that  every  hawker  dish,  like  my  parents’
            my mum now adopts a keto diet, she would still influence
            my dad now and then to order the minced meat noodles    favourite  at  Bedok  85,  holds  a  taste  of
            from Xing Ji and indulge in the meatballs and the soup.   love, memory, and Singapore’s story.”
            For my dad, who was born a “Westie”, “Bedok 85” serves
            as  the  “supper  stop”  where  he  would  meet  my  mum                      Zhou Yuxuan Alethea
            after work during their dating days to catch up with each                                 P5 Care
            other on how their days went. My dad tells me that, no                         Red Swastika School
            matter how bad the day is for them, the savoury food
            from “Bedok 85” always recharge their soul and chases
            their tiredness away.
            I sense the importance of “Bedok 85” as a communal hub
            and shared heritage for Singaporeans, and I do enjoy my
            hainanese chicken rice. Maybe I shall dine more often
            with my loved ones at “Bedok 85”.
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