Back then, you don’t go to the Tutu Kueh, the Tutu Kueh comes to you! Like clockwork, an uncle will push his pushcart and stop by the roadside near our blocks after dinner and all the kids will run down with coins jingling in their pockets, waiting for the uncle to start selling his freshly made Tutu Kuehs!
We would immediately stuff the Kuehs in our mouths while it was still piping hot and we would just hhhaaassffff until they were cool enough to eat normally!
