Folklore With The Parentals

Took the man's parents to Folklore for lunch. They hadn't visited and were curious about it. We thought that the restaurant would have settled into an organized hum, and decided to brave it on a Sunday for lunch.

Well... a peak lunch hour, the wait for food still averages 40 minutes. I suppose that can't be helped if the kitchen choose to keep to its logistics structure in spite of complaints about it for a whole year. We were prepared to wait a little, and thankfully, our food turned up in 35 minutes. I like it that the dishes came altogether at the same time, instead of how many other restaurants do it one by one. Tucking in to your orders and enjoying all the flavors make for a better dining experience.

The food is still good, but it has scaled back on the heat, making it friendlier for people who don't that much chilli and spices. The sambal belchan is still as fiery, and dry. :P The parentals enjoyed the oxtail stew and chap chye. They were very taken by the sambal buah keluak fried rice, but they still preferred to have their food with steamed white rice. Remember, this not a Peranakan restaurant. It's an Eurasian interpretation. We got to dessert since it was a table of four. Sago gula melaka and kueh kosui shared around made for a nice end to the meal.

Years ago, the parentals had asked us if we intended to have children. Our honest reply was, "No, we don't." This is a fundamental agreement that has never shifted from the time the man and I met. The parentals gently tried to understand our reasons behind it, and we patiently explained them. Once they heard us out, they never asked again. We're quite relieved at how they've respected our decision. They've never even insinuated or hinted at anything otherwise on birthdays, special days and commercial occasions. It helps greatly when they're not the kind who would or could be caregivers for any potential grandchildren. (Not that we ever expected them to.)

Happy Father's Day to my FIL. He's quite amazing for tolerating this fierce and quirky daughter-in-law who doesn't share any of his food preferences or hobbies, and tends to say a firm NO to his requests or rejects his hypotheses and assumptions outright. I'm immensely glad that we don't disagree too much on regional and American politics and social causes. It's awesome that he stays out of my business and I stay out of his. 😉