I decide to settle for some tasty-looking chicken wings for lunch, in a quaint restaurant at the main road. A lot of smoke emanates from a stall-like structure in front of the place, where two guys grill the wings to perfection.
As I settle to enjoy the meal, the wind shifts and the smoke enters the restaurant. I'm sure the smoke would chase the flies away. But nope, it is me who change tables - the flies are not bothered a bit.
But the chicken wings are indeed tasty. Food 8/10, ambience 2/10 (bring your own oxygen tank and mask).
