FUN AND PUN

The Power of the Women Behind the Kitchen Scene

The chefs and their dishes

The roti jala and the salad

If not enough chicken, you know what will happen to Tini

The high tea menu, complete with cakes

Waterloo Street famed Indian Rojak

The salad with peanut sauce

Roti jala and murtabak....

Mummy figuring out what to eat

Youngest Sis Ina and her 'ajak-ajak ayam'

Hot favourite was the roti jala and the company

Soaking the roti with chicken curry is our man from Sarawak

The three jokes and musketeers

A shot before booking in for the NS boys

Unity in diversity, Love in Strength

We owe lot to Tini

With Fizah and family

Jabar & Sirah Co. Pte Ltd

A segment with Nenek Sabiah

All in the family, except Yusuf and Ros

Watch our for the abs err... I mean the flabs

Off course....the beauties and more beauties

FAMILY BONDING

It was the last Sunday for us to spend with Mazy and family. I had mobilised all family members to gather at my home for a family high tea and photo session.

Each family member brought their own 'potluck' while my humble abode would provide 'roti jala' or net bread dipped with chicken curry. To go along with this traditional Malay bread is the salad in which you pile lettuce, cucumber, sliced onions, boiled eggs and fresh tomato on a plate and spread it with peanut sauce. It's a thumb up and an 'oh..laa...laa' winning combination for the bread and the salad.

The net bread resembles very fine netting and eating four or five pieces of it is never enough. I cooked three whole chicken curry, making sure that everyone would have enough and would have spare to bring home. That's the love of a sister to her siblings - always cooking extra with all her sweet thoughts of the family poured into the pot. All my sisters and brothers, did you hear that loud and clear?

As usual, the kitchen was the main area where the bustle of activities took place with the ladies squeezing every space to prepare the meals for the menfolks and the kids. The boys had jammed up the boys room and started their play station games while the men lounged themselves in the hall and drank 'kopi luwak' or the civet cat coffee, the most expensive coffee in the world according to Forbes magazine. It costs US$100 at NY Starbucks. But at my place - free of charge, thrown in with free service charge plus no GST. I had bought a bottle of the coffee powder for $SGD33 on my last trip to Bali.

The night was reserved for taking photos with the family to serve as a remembrance for the ocassion and a holilday closure for Mazy, Burn, Amalina and Zachary. Truly an enjoyable day for all of us.