Old Hen

In a bid to finish up my loads of marking, I went to Old Hen and sat there for 4 hours and marked all the way. It was a fruitful trip but by the time I got home, I was all frozen from marking. Not sure how I should describe it, but marking for hours straight in addition to a day of lessons and oral examinations at another school can leave me feeling quite intoxicated in the most unhealthy sense.

But there are practical ways to overcome this problem. Old Hen is one of them. R recommended me to the place a few months back and I’ve been dreaming of it ever since. For someone who’s not a fan of milk, this place really got it right. The matcha milk is the perfect fuzzy cold drink for me.

This was the second time I had the soba, and they were out of salmon ๐Ÿ˜ฆ but I asked to change it to the ahi tuna and they did! And even charged me less as the ahi tuna salad was a cheaper dish.

So here’s my perfectly swopped out soba: