On the way to church this morning, we stopped by Little India to settle breakfast at Tekka Market and it turned out to be a lovely impromptu one.
Usually, I’d shy away from trying new stalls as I firmly believe in only having what’s tried and tested. I’ve had better naan and butter chicken but it wasn’t too bad and what was so fun about it was that we were just intending to take another train at Little India to get to Bugis. The hustle and bustle of the market was delightful and it made me so thankful to be able to spend a Sunday morning leisurely having breakfast with my husband.
We couldn’t hang around too long as I had to serve at FK, but it was an hour well spent.