Supper at Ho Kee Pau turned awry last night when a fight broke out between a bunch of PRC looking men and some Hokkien Uncles.
We were seated and ordering our food when their fight from across the road was brought into the shop.
Chairs were thrown at each other and one of them young punks pushed the older man into the shop and right into the back counters. Punches were thrown.
And then our porridge came. Daryl was happily stirring his porridge, oblivious to the ongoing fight. LOL. He was very hungry. I was too. But with the fight happening right in front of my eyes, I was distracted from my century egg porridge with minced meat.
Just then, from behind him, the marble table top in shop was flung over.The impact smashed the marble top into smithereens. Everyone in the shop started to scatter while a small crowd formed around the fracas. We jumped from our seats and abandoned our hot porridge for safety at the edge of the shop. The fight was happening in front of the shop. We couldn't run anywhere else.
That was when one of the punks grabbed a pair of scissors from behind the counter and stabbed the older man in the tussle. Blood was everywhere.
He stumbled, ran, and fell onto the middle of the road. Cars screeched to a halt. I was in utter shock. The older man held onto his sides in shock as his gang grabbed him and dragged him away from the crime scene.
I called the police. Angry and hungry.
In the end we had to order takeaway from Swee Choon instead of Ho Kee Pau after dissuading Daryl from trying 126 Dim Sum. I didn't feel comfortable eating around Geylang after that fight in Aljunied which I later found out was Geylang Lor 27.
I still want my Ho Kee Pau.
