Sunshine aplenty today! I must be quite mad to wear wool shorts out. But it wasn't so bad. Each house was nicely air-conditioned. The rushing around didn't cause much perspiration. It's Day 3 of Chinese New Year. I don't give a shit to wearing colors anymore. Back to white and monochromes paired with patent stilettos and a deep black Lindy. The only item in the outfit that had color is the designated festive necklace.
I resolutely avoided all festive goodies, but gave in to a homemade curry puff. It was just made with potatoes and spices. But it was so tasty! Exactly the way I love my curry puffs. None of the A1, Old Chang Kee nonsense. Those are too fancy, and the ingredients are too complicated. I like curry puffs made basic.
Where do these people find so much time and energy to cook all these stuff from ground up? Yes, it's Chinese New Year and people feel obligated or happier to do more for the others during this period. Still! There's a tremendous amount of effort that goes into creating the food, providing the right alcohol, sprucing up the interiors, adding the little elegant or whimsical touches, and not forgetting the massive headache of cleaning-up after. Even with maids at hand, it's a truckload of effort clearing the mess after the last guests leave. One must either like cooking/baking very much, or loves hosting and entertaining. It's amazing.