Mr Hubby was thinking of Tenom noodles, so I whisked him off for a little breakfast date at this coffee shop.
To my surprise, they’ve introduced a new system where customers need to take a number before sitting down. Honestly, I think it’s brilliant—so much more systematic and smooth. Big thumbs up from me!
The ladies running the floor were quick, attentive, and diligent, which set a nice tone for the day.
I opted for Tenom noodles in egg gravy with housemade less-fat BBQ pork and egg roll. Even though the noodles were soaked in silky egg gravy, they still held onto that wonderful crispiness—something I’ve missed dearly.
Unlike Tuaran or Tamparuli noodles, this texture is a rare find, and it instantly brought back nostalgic joy.
The stuffed fried bean curd was such a hearty. I walked away with a happy stomach and an even happier heart.
Kthxbye.
