My new home has been blessed by Fr. T.O.N. With some family friends, church friends and the neighbourhood, I had more than 70 people who turned up for dinner.
To feed such a multitude of people, I brought in the prata man, who set up his hot stove and started to make roti prata to order. There was prata with eggs, onion, cheese, banana, mushroom or plain. To back up, there was nasi briyani, chicken masala, mutton rendang, fish curry, ladies finger masala, samosa, papadam, teh-tarik, lime juice and honeydew sago.
On top of all that, my daughter made several trays of tuna sandwiches, the maid made fruit platter, there was a 3.5 kg birthday cake of a castle, which I ordered for my grand daughter whose birthday was just three days away. I specially ordered a cheese dip in the form of a brain in order to freak out my daughters. I told everyone that it was the brain of some animal which brought a lot of squeals. My son cooked a mixed grill for the priest because the priest could not take hot curry.
I wanted to invite more of my friends but when I hit 80 on the count, I immediately freezed up because it would be impossible to have so many guests in my small place. As it was, I had problems coping with so many guests and I was so busy that I hardly spent more than five minutes with each one. Fortunately next to my place, there is this void deck one floor below which I utilised to accommodate the dinner and food. So all the eating action was confined in that area. There were insufficient chairs and a neighbour brought out her stools.
Fortunately, the evening went quite smoothly and everyone had a good time. My neighbours, some of whom I met for the first time, were great and there was much camaraderie and merriment. Despite the numbers, there was much food leftover. Some of the guests packaged some food home. I was still eating some leftover food four days after the event.
I was very relieved, when some of the guests told me that it was a successful evening, and complimented me on the event. Many asked for the caterer. During the entire evening, I was actually nursing a flu. I felt sorry for neglecting some of my guests but I had my hands full and by late evening I was very tired. Anyway I managed to get up at five the next morning to go to church.
All's well that ends well. I am grateful to my family who helped and backed me up. To those who came, a big thank you. To my friends who read this and to whom I was not able to invite, my humble apologies. Get in touch with me and I will make it up with you. In my next post, I will put up pictures of my new home.
Till then....
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Haha, I also want that caterer's contact. That night, you seemed so worried over this and that, and I think at the end of the evening, you must be so relieved that all turns out well. Maybe it would be a good idea for you to play host more often so as to get used to it. I am waiting for the next invitation! Thank you. Lily
You are already in my permanent list anyway. Thanks for your comment. Yes I was so preoccupied that everyone was well looked after. It would have been nice if I had spent a bit more time with every individual. Come with your family one weekend and I shall be glad to catch up with you all. Call.
Hi Paul your house looks great
Is the prata guy the same one I used begining this year at the sacred heart hall.
I thought maybe one day we should go out togehter for a photo trip what do you think?
Take care Paul sna d send my regards to your family
Pat
That's right Pat. I got the idea from you. Except that this guy is not as good as the one who was at your lunch. Give me a call when you are free. Would like to meet up with you.
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