It’s the thing to do.
It’s tradition. It’s custom. It’s filial. It’s right.
Every Chinese New Year eve, the clan gathers.
They come together to eat and to trade stories of the past year, to pay respects and to look each other up.
For us, our two older Arrows came back for Christmas. So they both elected not to return so soon. That was fine with us.
So we had Arrow #3 with us and invited some friends over. Their children too, were away.
This is what we ate.
Or rather, we tried to finish eating. We were not successful. There were seven of us.
I am stuffed….
09/02/2011 at 09:20 |
Looks like you could have fed 7 more people!
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09/02/2011 at 21:56 |
Jenners you have SUCH a way with words =D You and your family would have been most welcome!
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