Saturday, February 16, 2008

Old Skool Chinese Parties

It's been quite a while since I last posted any party-related stuff.. Not because there hasn't been anything going on, but actually because there's too much going on. The last couple of months have been pretty hectic for me, and now that I've found a new job (oh yeah, I got a new job. More on that later :P) and have to move to another city and everything (bureaucracy is killing me!).

So anyways, with the current Chinese New Year festivities going on, I thought it'd be nice to shed a little insight on the way parties were held when I was a kid. For me it's been a long time since I had such a party, because I rarely have time to go back to my hometown during the weekdays, where and when such parties are held.

But this time I had some days off, and chan asked me to come along because his mom turned 50. And that's of course reason for a BIG party.

In the old days these kind of parties were pretty fun. You've got your 3-4 dozen parents, all spread out over their favorite pastime: Mahjong and Big 2 (Chinese Poker), a.k.a. gambling.

When you invite that many people (I'm not even counting the kids) and they all need tables and seats and such to play, how is that going to fit?

Well, it's quite simple actually. First, you fill up the entire living room with Mahjong tables and such, until there's no room left to even move anymore. Use up whatever saloon/coffee tables and couches you have for the men to play poker.






















Once the living room is succesfully stuffed, proceed to any other room in the house that you have available. Here's a nice bedroom we can use, and here's another one. Well, that seems to be sufficient for most people, the rest will just have to wait their turn.




























Now, what about us kids? That's pretty simple as well, find a spare bedroom and stuff em all in there. At this specific party there aren't many of us anymore, since we all moved out and many don't have time to come here anymore, so we have plenty of room for ourselves. Unlike the old days, where I was always astonished about how much the bed could tolerate.














While the parents gamble like they always have (and they always have..), we entertained ourselves with video games (ranging from ye olde NES to the Playstation, Xbox and currently the Wii), card games, and the occasional Japanese horror movie.











But as we grow older, the gambling gene starts to kick in, and next thing you know we're playing a Texas Hold 'Em tournament. Which I won, of course.

Since these parties start pretty early (probably as soon as they get up), they'll need a lot of food. And cooking for 50-60+ people no walk in the park. Unless of course you've been doing it all your life, and wouldn't you know it, that's exactly what all our parents do for a living. And then it's not surprising that dinner looks like an open buffet at a Chinese restaurant.

With the slight difference that this food is soooo much better ^^

I never put much more thought into it, because I figured that this is how Chinese people did parties, but since then I've met different kinds of people, including Chinese people, that are just as amazed as other people about these kinds of party (both go like "whooaaaah so many Chinese people here!"). I guess it's just the tight community we have here.

Which I'm beginning to miss, actually. Now that I think about it, the second generation (us) have all been scattered across the land, and unlike our parents we don't have the super asian cooking skills nor the mahjong gambling gene, so the chances of such parties in the future are pretty slim. So I guess it's true that in the old days things were better...

I'm getting old :/

Monday, February 04, 2008

Duo Neurotic

So this one time I was still at work, Jessica called Harmi over to hang out. And of course they went through my stuff, as do all people do when they're at someone else's house >_<

Anywayz, Harmi made a cry of joy when she found my Duo Penotti, that chocolate paste stuff that comes with two colours, which we use to put on our bread. Not exactly my most favourite spread, but it goes great with a cup of coffee (which I definitely need if I'm to stay awake at work).

Why was she happy, you ask? Well, I have this peculiar way of getting some Duo Penotti out of the jar, namely scraping it from the top and twisting it around so I always get the desired amount I want, instead of jamming the knife in and taking a big chunk out of it (which normal people do, or so I hear). It's how I always done it and never thought more about it, but apparently it has made me a fellow with neurotic tendencies. I guess it does give the impression that I'm too careful with it, making sure that the colours don't get mixed up but stay seperate and intact.. Which is good for Harmi, because now she's not the only one in our group.

Although everybody has their quirks, it would seem. At least I don't have to eat all the brown M&Ms first, because that colour doesn't complement another colour, and then the green ones, so I end up with the primary colours (blue, red & yellow).....