When I was in school (middle school?) we had a really famous noodle shop in our cafeteria. People loved the noodles so much that there was a huge outpour of grief when the uncle passed away.
When school security got tighter and ex students (who were now adults) were not allowed to go in to the school to eat there, people were very sad.
Whenever there was a school reunion it was often a chance to eat ‘uncle’s noodles’ again, like we had giant tables and everybody just had the same noodles we had in our adolescence.
It was a legitimately good bowl for noodles compared to stuff outside of school, and it was god tier for school food.
His wife continued his legacy.