Chapter I · 2001
A humble kitchen in Jurong
The early days were long. Mornings began before sunrise, the stoves were few, and every order was cooked, packed and delivered by the same small team. Wilson and Ms Tan cooked the dishes they grew up eating: comforting, home-style food that tasted like it came from a family table, because it did. From the very first week, Wilson also started a habit that has never stopped: every two days, he goes to the market himself to hand-pick the vegetables and fresh ingredients. It would be easier to order by phone, but a family cook chooses with their own hands.
