Describe the scene at a crowdedfood center pot

Describe the scene at a crowded
food center

My favorite food center comes alive only at night, every
night. During the day it is a municipal council car park. At
night food vendors are allowed to make use of the place to
sell their food. They have to pay a small fee to use the
place, but I am sure they can afford it.

With a couple of friends, I reach the food center at about
seven in the evening. The sky is already darkening and
the vendors have their portable fluorescent lights switched
on. I walk between two rows of food stalls.

The very first thing that strikes me is the mouth-watering
smell coming from the satay stall. Ah, I can see the satay
seller half hidden in the clouds of smoke from his charcoal
fire. There are many people seated around the tables
behind him obviously enjoying the very delicious satay.
We are in luck. A group of people at a table is just leaving.
So my friends and I quickly occupy the table before some
other people do.

The satay seller knows me, for I often come to have some
satay to eat. He nods his head to acknowledge my
presence. I wave in return. In a minute or two, a steaming
plate of satay is placed on our table, followed by some
pieces of cucumber and onion. Our gravy then arrives and
we proceed to put the lovely pieces of meat into our
mouths.

For five minutes or so I am oblivious of my surroundings.
All I do is to eat and eat until nothing is left on the plates.
When all the food is finished we order glasses of sweet
sugar cane juice to drink. I finish off two glasses. How
wonderful it is to have such food and drink.

We pay for the food and drinks and leave the satay stall.
We decide to walk among the stalls to have a look.

It is about seven thirty and the tables around the stalls are
nearly filled with people. Young and old, fat and thin
people of all shapes and sizes come here to enjoy in the
many varieties of food available. I see the mee seller
feverishly at work trying to cope with the orders for his
mee. Some of his customers are already eating.
Chopsticks and spoons dig into the bowls of mee. Other
customers wait patiently for their food.

Next to the mee stall is the tea stall. The fat man selling
tea there is busy making teh tarik. He pours the tea from
one cup to another with practiced ease. Not a drop is
spilled. Some passers-by stop just to watch him pouring
the tea. He pours the tea from even higher. A small boy
claps. The fat man is obviously very pleased. He grins
happily.

I look around me. There are stalls selling rojak and mee
goring, sup kambing, sup ayam, koay teow, popiah,
chicken rice, fried rice, rice with fish, fruits, drinks etc,. The
variety is staggering. No wonder the place is so popular.

The food is cheap and good. It is great to be able to eat
them. It is great that we have food centers like this in our
country.