A Bowl of Life

Sure there is a life in this bowl of roasted duck noodle soup or to say it correctly there used to be a live duckie waddling around before it ended up in a form of roasted dead duck in front of my eyes and down my belly (poor thing - okay i shall stop before i feel more guilty about consuming it). Believe it or not, this very same bowl of duck noodle soup has a special story behind it or you can say Nelah can make a story out of a bowl of noodle. Either way it is a story of life changing event that i cant help but think about it every time i order a bowl at my favorite restaurant here.



Duck noodle soup has not always been my top choice of noodle. I do like it but not to the point that it makes to the very top of my list. It is something i order once in awhile when I want something different. Back in 2008, little did know this bowl of noodle was about to change my life forever. I had a very strange and strong craving for it. A feeling was so intense that i had to have it that day or else i would die. My husband even had to take a leave without pay which was totally silly for just a bowl of noodle and yes he lost $$$ of a day pay that day -duh! Lucky me - the only Thai restaurant in town which is about 45 minutes away makes this noodle for their Thai customers every Saturday. They saved my belly!!


My dad even jokingly said that i might be pregnant. A few short weeks later, i found out i was 9 weeks pregnant!! That clearly explained why i had such a strong urge to eat that day. That was a clue! Pregnancy craving is just so weird.


{Yum..yum..yum how can this be a noodle soup without noodle, right?}