My grandma died on October 2nd, seven years ago. Each year I try and spend the day in nature, because it's a beautiful time of year, and eat chinese food, because that was what we always ate for celebrations.
She spend her Sundays at a Chinese Alliance Church, and we always went to a local restaurant called Wa Sun run by a family she knew from church. Inevitably, she would excuse herself to go to the bathroom, and pay the bill, until we got old enough, and liquid enough to do the same for her.
We sat around drinking tiny cups full of hot tea, and preferred white rice to fried.
Princess Pirate and I had a celebration from a local place called Wok Express, finding it very hard these days with foot traffic so low in the mall. The leftovers, with extra tofu and rice lasted a good while. She is sorely missed, but a shared meal in celebration makes it worthwhile.
Green tea, wonton soup to start. Used to be eggrolls, but spring rolls will do!
Lemon chicken is the tradition, but orange chicken will do!
Looking for ginger beef, but settled for broccoli beef.
Stir-fry vegetables, and lavender candies for dessert (because her parents were British, and we love them).. Hard to find covid appropriate fortunes! Life with restrictions were not in the cards.
No comments:
Post a Comment