happy dong zi to all!
i m not going to blog about my hair today. but i have till sunday to think if i wanna change the colour. thats all i m going to say.
today is DONG ZI. what is "dong zi", you may ask..
my mama says: "it means you have grown older by another year."
my papa says: "its means winter is coming."
hmm.. ok. for me, its just another day to indulge in yummy 'tang yuan'. its pretty disappointing to wake up this afternoon and find commercialized tang yuan in my mama's trusty AMC pot. those with peanuts and sesame fillings, the size of a ping pong ball. at 1st sight.. i thot my mum made fishball soup.
i miss the authentic, zheng zong tang yuan i used to have when i m young over my ah yi's hse. we will help roll the dough into little balls. the pink dough and the white dough. after cooking in what i suppose is brown sugar syrup and pandan leaves.. we have lil balls of pink and yellow tang yuan. simply yummilicious.
we will watch my ah yi put some tang yuan in red bowls "for the gods". then you will have the adults tell you you have to eat your age, ie if you are 5 yrs old, you only get to eat 5 tang yuans. heh.. needless to say, we usually eat many times our age.
suddenly, i miss my ah yi. i miss growing up with my cousins. i miss running about that flat at ubi. i miss quarrelling with the ah nehs on the other side. i miss how we try to predict if the show is gonna come after which commercial. i miss the once in a while RC trips. i miss running down to the ma ma shop, buy the devil sweets that makes u tongue goes red, blue, green or black. i miss running to the playground and frantically running back again. i can go on forever..
it struck me we have all grown up. left with memories to relish.. and a bunch of dependable soulmates.. for life. i look forward to us marrying and have kids.. then our kids can come together, play together and grow up together like we did. wouldnt it be nice..
today is DONG ZI. what is "dong zi", you may ask..
my mama says: "it means you have grown older by another year."
my papa says: "its means winter is coming."
hmm.. ok. for me, its just another day to indulge in yummy 'tang yuan'. its pretty disappointing to wake up this afternoon and find commercialized tang yuan in my mama's trusty AMC pot. those with peanuts and sesame fillings, the size of a ping pong ball. at 1st sight.. i thot my mum made fishball soup.
i miss the authentic, zheng zong tang yuan i used to have when i m young over my ah yi's hse. we will help roll the dough into little balls. the pink dough and the white dough. after cooking in what i suppose is brown sugar syrup and pandan leaves.. we have lil balls of pink and yellow tang yuan. simply yummilicious.
we will watch my ah yi put some tang yuan in red bowls "for the gods". then you will have the adults tell you you have to eat your age, ie if you are 5 yrs old, you only get to eat 5 tang yuans. heh.. needless to say, we usually eat many times our age.
suddenly, i miss my ah yi. i miss growing up with my cousins. i miss running about that flat at ubi. i miss quarrelling with the ah nehs on the other side. i miss how we try to predict if the show is gonna come after which commercial. i miss the once in a while RC trips. i miss running down to the ma ma shop, buy the devil sweets that makes u tongue goes red, blue, green or black. i miss running to the playground and frantically running back again. i can go on forever..
it struck me we have all grown up. left with memories to relish.. and a bunch of dependable soulmates.. for life. i look forward to us marrying and have kids.. then our kids can come together, play together and grow up together like we did. wouldnt it be nice..
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