In fact, I am such a fan of milk that even a super cutey-pie 5-year old girl once said this to me, 'Hah? You still drink milk?' Her name was Ashleigh, & I will remember her till the ends of my days.
So I was naturally drawn to this shop like a cow when I was told that they had this Steam Milk Custard which I knew nothing about.
This is what they looked like. I guess they were pre-made, so when tourists like us dropped by, they would just microwa-- uhh, steam them for us in a jiffy.
I don't know what these were but they sure looked like instant mix-with-water milk custard pieces.
This is the owner of the shop. You can tell he's extremely passionate & proud of his creation, & he likes cows.
The uncle looked like the type who would breed his own cows, nurse the calves to maturity, & milk them himself.
And if you didn't like his milk, he will take offence. But of course, when the Steam Milk Custard looked like this, how can you not like it.
This is the real deal. It's whiter than snow, softer than cotton wool, & smoother than tofu. I don't know how the uncle did it. It looks like thick custard, but when you put it in your mouth you realise that it is actually a very fine & thin layer of milk.
It's almost like drinking milk, but you know it's different. How shall I put it - it's like bordering between being a custard & being just plain warmed up milk. I guess the success of it is that the uncle found the perfect balance.There were other types of flavours, but at that point of the trip we didn't care anymore cos we were full up to our eye balls.