There's something so comforting in a bowl of congee even if it is the middle of summer! On Sunday, Howard and I ate lunch with his family after church because his Aunt Grace is in town. I enjoyed some sliced fish congee, which I rarely get nowadays because it tastes better when it's eaten right away as opposed to when we bring it home.
Despite the extensive menus in all the restaurants, hubs and I are rather satisfied having the same things over and over again. Guess we just like what we like!