birthday high tea

"Let's just invite the cousins," my brother said when we were planning a joint birthday bash for Danish and Nabila the day before we returned to Europe. It was very quick actually - the menu was simple, my eldest aunt will make my favourite mee putih (white noodles), my pregnant sister in law (the superwoman) will make popiah, fried chicken wings and nasi goreng putih (white fried rice), we will order 200 sticks of chicken and beef satay each, order some kuih from our regular kuih lady and call Datin S for the birthday cakes.

As long as I remember, if my mom didn't make our birthday cakes, it will come from her and she didn't disappoint she made a Minnie Mouse for Nabila and spiderman for Danish. and before you know it, we had a big table filled with goodies!

And the cousin... let's just say although not all the cousins were there (it was a workday), my grandfather was, some uncles and aunts, and their kids, and some of our cousins, and their kids...

and in between the feasting, the catching up and the laughter, everyone took a turn at karaoke... and playing footie outside...

and my parents' house was filled with close to 200 guests... It was spontaneous - we planned everything on a Monday for a high tea the next day. But that is how things are in the family. All you need is to make a few phone calls...

"Let's just invite the cousins," he said.

balik kampung

balik kampung in Malay means returning to the village/homeland.

Which explains the long radio silence.

We were back in Malaysia for Eid, hanging out with the clan, frolicking with the fishes, eating our heart out and being spoilt by relatives and friends.

I leave you with the pics of the place I go home to - the 3 islands off south china sea... my favourite place to party, frolic and unwind where the locals really know how to live and dance...

and there were plenty of dancing... as always ;-)