I know it’s not Christmas yet, but I cannot resist. So sparkly.
I don’t know about you, but the season is so wrapped up in the end-of-year feeling. I still like the infusion of decorations everywhere. I mean, we’ve been working hard all year and we need to celebrate the meaning which has nothing to do with work. Right?
*awkward silence*
The three kings in flowing robes
followed a star. Without
them, no epiphany.
How will we know,
by scent, reading constellations,
deciphering cipher.
A woman’s hands sing
not knowing she’s been watched
like a mysterious star.
Process notes: A river of stones Day #3.
Curry devil is served only for Christmas. It’s a Christmas dish but I could eat this any other day though (but don’t). Because it’s a homecooked dish, different cooks seem to come up with different versions. The version I like is sweetish (due to carrots, cabbage, onion) and not spicy. Your choice of meats could be chicken or king pork ribs or roast meats or ham or leftover turkey.
A soup pie that’s good for children.
A very traditional curry dish cooked only at Christmas. Belly pork, pig’s liver and heart are diced into tiny cubes and it tastes good with bread or rice.
Sugee cake is the traditional cake, but there’s often also chocolate cake. The orange cake is carrot cake.
There’re other traditional Christmas dishes: curry pakistan, a tomato based curry often cooked with mutton, and teem, a pork trotters dish cooked with black beans, roast beef, potato cutlets, sometimes even ayam buah keluak which is a Peranakan curry dish. That’s why it’s called the Eurasian table, it’s Western and Asian, fusion cuisine that’s not new fangled but traditional.
I’m not greatly enamored of turkey. Meaning one meal of turkey a year is enough for me.
After that plateful, I felt like a stuffed bird.
Tonight’s dinner will be “traditional Eurasian”. It will be superlative. Watch this space.
Woke up this morning and read “The Christmas story”. I love the Christmas story. Read it with me.
Mary and a carpenter called Joseph lived in the town of Nazareth.
One day, Mary was surprised by the Angel Gabriel. He told her that she was going to have a baby and that the child would be the Son of God.
Some time later, Mary and Joseph traveled to Bethlehem. All the inns were full, so they had to stay in a stable.
There, Mary gave birth to her son, Jesus. She wrapped Him up warmly and laid Him in a manger.
An Angel appeared to some shepherds nearby and told them the good news.
They went and found the baby Jesus and knelt before Him in wonder.
The shepherds were so excited they told everyone they saw, and they were filled with wonder, too.
Meanwhile, three wise men from the East had seen a bright star, and they followed it all the way to Bethlehem.
They brought gifts for the baby Jesus and knelt before him, for they knew he was the Son of God.
In this enchanted tree you find magical creatures made from baubles. Probably the first time I saw a Pegasus rocker with a fish tail.
What would Christmas be without baubles? We like baubles.
What do you fill your Christmas stocking with? Why, candy of course.
Guess what I got for the office party gift exchange? A big box of chocolate biscuits! Then here I am at Hershey’s.
More chocs…this time for the kids. Could not resist buying these customised mini Hershey trolleys too. At the pay counter, the woman standing next to me gave me an elfish smile.
I’ve been thinking about a snowglobe.
Someone posted Coke’s clever 2010 Christmas commercial on Facebook. Santa + Inception = Coca Cola. Open happiness.
(Which goes to show, what you think about you get.)
Here I go again, hamming it up for Christmas. *oh lame pun*
Of course we eat ham as a daily staple, but come Christmas you’ll see leg of ham on the supermarket shelves. We slice it thinly and serve it to guests who eat it as a hors d’oeuvres or finger food. And then we also add it to stews. And I think the dog also gets to eat the bone.
I guess it’s part of the Christmas tradition because it’s winter after all.
Is everybody getting ready to eat, drink and be merry?
Countdown!
Saw these cutie plush figures of beardy Santa, Christmas bear and Frosty the Snowman and got ‘em for two bucks a piece.
Also bought two fluffy tinsel in red and green to drape over my mantelpiece. *A white lie, since I don’t have a fireplace.* Over a wooden stand for photos.
Signs that I’m steppin’ into Christmas mode. Gee, where’s the mistletoe? Did you know the tradition of kissing under the mistletoe is that the kissing is allowed as long as there’re berries to pluck each time a young man wants to kiss a girl and that the white berries are poisonous? The berries are hence forgettable but maybe not the kissing.
