Eating seems to be synonymous with Christmas and we had to , somehow, contribute to the carnage so …
Our church had a Christmas eve service lunch today and I put together these (chopped omelette, vermicelli (dont ask me why but “Wai Wai” brand is reputed to be best for this), chopped carrots, diced fried tofy, marinated strips of chicken thigh fillet, but not the wine – that is to aid the inspiration without which the cooking would be hogfare) plus some garlic, onions and the like and voila…
This appears – fried vermicelli a la Singaville. No one got sick from it and there were not too much left overs so I guess it was not too much of a disaster.
And for the Christmas Eve dinner at Uncle Seng and Auntie Anne’s tonight, I put together these…
(Clockwise from 12 o’clock…
Basil, butter, pepper, salt, boiled potatoes, and chopped bacon)
to make this…
It is meant to be a potato salad but something else appears to have been conjured. I’m sure I only had one glass of that stuff…
Anyway, this is a closer look…
Hopefully, no one gets sick tonight…
“So, I commend the enjoyment of life.” (From the Bible – really. Eccl 8:15)
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