Our Australian version of the Chinese New Year’s Eve Banquet resembled something not far from a barbecue.
There was outdoor chit chat, mosquito candles being lit, screaming kids playing footy on the grass, noisy aunties preparing food, and lazy uncles drinking beer.
There were mountains of food! Shark fin soup, fish salad thing (what’s that called again?), roast chicken, roast duck, roast pork, stewy mushrooms, battered prawns, fungusy things, noodles, and deep fried crab meat things. It was all gooooood.
There were heaps of sparklers, Chinese cookies, almond + fruit jelly, melon seeds, Pocky and angboas.
We gave 16 angboas out this year. Damn there were a lot of kids.
However, we still made a profit. Being parents of the great-grand-child has its perks.