Dad brought us here for breakfast today, feeling nostalgic with this location in Times Square. Apparently, it was quite famous way back when I was younger.
The bakery located right at the entrance distracted me for a while - I love looking (salivating) at buns and cakes.
My brother ordered a tuna sandwich, toasted. He enjoyed it (even the small bits of vegetables in the tuna mixture)!
The server messed up our order of milk oats with toast and gave us thick toast instead. However, we decided to just stick with the thick toast since my brother wanted it. The toast came with jam (something like orange marmalade) and sweetened condensed milk. My favourite part: dipping the deep-fried custard buns in the condensed milk = HEAVEN.
Lastly, we also had fried turnip cake with beansprouts. Although the turnip cake was rather addicting (I'm a sucker for turnip cake), the dish was really oily!
Anyway, I left the place full and content (though my condensed milk craving just multiplied).