As a child, Friday night was movie night for me. I continue this tradition with my children today. Back then, my mother would turn the air conditioner on and the lights out in her bedroom. We would cuddle on her bed or a mattress on the floor. Our 13-inch black-and-white TV would be tuned in to Malaysia’s RTM to catch a classic feature such as a 1950s film by Malaysia’s movie and TV legend, P. Ramlee, who was incidentally our neighbour at Yarrow Gardens. In the film, the characters would often sit by a roadside hut slurping mee rebus—or at least that’s what I imagined the dish to be. Mee rebus was a staple in school tuckshops during my school days and the dish is still a favourite of my sister Molly, who often requested my mother to make it for her birthday.