It wasn't my birthday. Neither was it our anniversary. I didn't win any awards and I wasn't in the hospital. Yet our guests for the night came with a box wrapped in beautiful pink wrapper and gold ribbon. Certainly a gift unexpected. A bag of oranges would be a norm, or a bowl of fried noodles like the other day (yum!Yum!) would be excellent. But a nicely wrapped gift?
Last Saturday night, we thought we'd invite two doctors and their families to our home. Initially, both said that they would have to confirm with us later. So, I told MrD that it was fine by me. The menu would be something I can fix within an hour or two.
Later, one confirmed the invitation, but the other never called. I started fiddling in the kitchen with the desert at 3.45pm - MrD's favourite: tiramisu (this picture is a picture I pinched from the net: not MY tiramisu. heheheh). Then, I steamed my 2 whole chickens. It was easier working in the cramped kitchen when the family was out. A neighbour had dropped by to invite the children over for their son's birthday party. MrD went with the kids while I wrestled in the kitchen. The second picture is MY tiramisu, photo taken by dear mamasarah.
2 hours later, I discovered that I needed an extra 10 minutes to clean up the pile in the sink and change my clothes. I sms-ed my guest to give me a little bit time. Ah, was that even necessary?? I still feel guilty for doing that. In the end, they gave us MORE time than needed (but much appreciated - just to tidy up a little bit more).
When they arrived, I was obviously taken aback with the gift. Yup, the guests were none other than mamasarah and her family! The men had not officially met so the invite had to naturally take place. I am usually the one who snaps the photos whenever there's an occasion but since I was a little occupied, I passed the camera to MrD to take charge. Nothing much was taken. The twins were finally in charge of the photos (the junior amateurs at work). I wasn't too worried as the guests were doing a better job at it. These photos are theirs.
Anyway, we had pilau rice with ayam golek, acar timun, sambal udang and some popadums. To fill the table, I also fixed some rojak. Drinks were Tesco's juices - so un-glamour (unlike mamasarah's syrup that was prepared to wash down the food!).
Oh, and the gift! A set of classes for me to serve guests! Sony Cyber-shot dummies like us can't compare with others'...
Thank you, mamasarah and family. Please come again - forget gifts and buahtangan. Just come to chat. Still think there's so much to talk about!