The festive period is always a good reason for reunions and gathering amongst family members and loved ones. More so during Chinese New Year, when Chinese from all walks of life return home from far and near to gather with their family for (arguably) the traditional CNY-eve reunion dinner. Every descendant of the dragon and their dogs know the importance of ushering the new year as one-big-happy-family and will do their best to make it home. This reunion dinner epitomize the Chinese value of the importance of family.
Traditionally, the dinner is held in family homes, with the gathering of two or three generations together. But since the passing of my grandparents (God bless their souls) we have hardly got together with our cousins on the eve for a grand dinner. Kinda miss those days actually. Instead, the dinner has been moved to the neighbourhood restaurants with my immediate family due to our hectic schedule and nobody really has the time to slave out in the kitchen. So, to my surprise (and pleasure) this year, my mum has decided to cook the feast herself. We promised to be back home really early. Really, it’s been a long time since we’ve had a home-cooked feast by my mum.
CNY is also a time to celebrate with close friends. While the first few days of the new year are usually very quiet for KL-lites like myself, the bustling CNY activities only kicks in on the second half of this 15-days long celebration. This is when the out-of-town folks are back in town and the party starts. Between yee-sangs at restaurants, there are the open houses. One of which this year was over at drownedglass‘s super-swank loft. As happy people would celebrate under a rainbow roof, there were music right off the Parisian fashion-week runway was in the air, a cook-off pot luck, a dose of Kylie’s Showgirl Homecoming playing on the new TV set, crystal chandeliers, two bottles of white wine and some card games for the ‘ladies’ to enjoy!
This year, smacked right into the CNY celebration was Valentine’s day too. This highly commercialized day celebrates LOVE, apparently. Money sucking businesses were in full force to make every foolish dollar off those who would like to show their love only once a year. Luckily for me, I’ve never really had the chance to spend many Valentine’s day with a loved one in my lifetime. With my previous exes, we either never made it as far as V-day the following year, or I tend to be just disappointed on the day. Well, I’m just glad that this year, I’ve managed to spent it in a simple fashion with none other than McCutie, who I must say, has put a lot of effort in making the day an incredible one. It was a simple and lovely affair. Maybe I’m not so jinxed after all. Thanks for breaking my unlucky streak!
A fellow blogger, who happens to be McCutie’s ex, wrote the followings on his Valentine’s day post, as one of his many definition of the day. Was really sweet to say the least (again, thanks!):
Valentine’s is having dinner with your Ex and the New Beau, and realising it’s the most relaxed you’ve been after a long, mad week at work. He is funny, cute, witty, interesting, and most of all, good for your Ex. They glow together, and some of it rubs off on you. You are hopeful for them, and also, happily, for yourself. Love grows and love survives, in ways both astonishing and generous.
A couple more days left for CNY. Looking forward to a reunion with my ex-colleagues. So, how was your reunion(s)?