We are living in the time and age where traditional ways are slowly disappearing in the wake of modernity and rapid development. The same can be said about traditional food, and of late, about hawkers plying their trade with old school traditional cuisine. Being a hawker is an arduous job, you wake before the sun rises for prep work and you work non-stop tirelessly churning out your goods (in machine perfect timing). The pay off is not in the midst of gargantuan corporate profit margins, this is a job that requires passion to continue, loads of passion. That is exactly what the 2 youngsters have, Passion. Passion to continue the legacy of providing comfort food to the people. That, folks, to me is what we need to preserve a dying culture.
*Updated 24th August 2015*
Yes, I did it. Braved adding on another inch to a growing waistline. Finally got hold of this gorgeous baby, and yes, it was worth every bit of calorie. The taro paste is thick and creamy, and most importantly, not TOO SWEET! Coupled together with cold cuts of butter? Yummeh!