my dad's childhood friend came down from america recently, and usually when that happens, they have a small gathering/reunion dinner kinda thing.
pig cheek with blonde asparagus.
and the main attraction for the day..
cochinilla al estilo segoviano. roasted piglet.
so i had to band the plate on the table 3 times before chopping up the poor thing.
then i had to make a wish and break the plate, as a symbol of good luck.
emily broke the other plate too,
but how she broke it till it came out of the tong, i have no idea.
see the white piece on her skirt?
yup. they put a mortar in there to make it easier.
so the whole night, we could hear plates breaking everywhere. heh.
didnt get to take a picture of the other desserts though. heh.
the other end of the table, in my dad's POV.
aunty ying, uncle chuan lock and uncle patrick.
35 years down the road and they still keep in touch.
kudos to them.
don't tell me you agree with me
when i saw you kicking dirt in my eye
but, if you're thinkin about my baby
it don't matter if you're black or white.