Celebrating Hari Raya the Kelantanese Way - Part II
To be filed under Guano Oghe Kelate? Site Under Construction
Sunday 14th Nov
On the first day, the ladies are required to be in the kitchen to prepare food to be served for the whole day while the guys get ready to go to the mosque.
This is the first time I get to experience 'Nasi Tupe' (nasi tumpang) for breakfast. Of course, again, it was ordered, 30 sets altogether.
You can choose between the RM1 or the RM3 ones, the content is standard, the difference is just in the amount. It is made of compressed white rice, the dishes are suspended in the middle to avoid the gravy from sipping out. There's 'gulai udang', 'serunding', 'secebis telur goreng'. Simple yet very filling.
As soon as all the men comes back from the mosque, we will all make our rounds in the house to ask for forgiveness and exchange raya packs, the big breakfast begins.
I guess just like every other kampungs, we don't need to announce the 'Open House'. The first and second day, we couldn't go anywhere, Tok We (grandmum) is already 73 years old and finding it hard to engage into meaningful conversations anymore... oowhh, it makes me wonder what I'll do at that age, she now needs to lie down after entertaining every 3 families or so. Getting all dressed up is useless when hundreds of cups need to be washed and ice and sugar water need to be prepared. We get a good 100 people a day for the first two days. So if you have read my previous posts, you'll understand now why we have to order instead of self prepare all the food.
It took me more than five years to finally remember who is who now which made it easier to find suitable things to say to them. Lazy and princess cousins still remain the same, must look demure, sweatless and rested all the time. It doesn't mean we're the one who did all the great jobs, I had accidentally put salt in a jug of gassy Orange Crush!!! I thought it was the normal Sunquick that needs sugar, I mistaken the salt for sugar, mum didn't even bother to taste. The little kids were so polite, they held their facial gestures and drank half the glass. Kesian nyaaaa! This is supposed to be tactics to say 'no' to forced suitors. The three little boys now surely remember me for life, tak boleh buat bini.
Third day, our turn to get all dressed up and make our rounds. Hah payback time! It's their turn to expect 3 cars of guests at once! Nasi Dagang, Nasi Tomato with Ayam Perchik, Satay, Colek Ayam (this thing is so sedap!), Nasi Bukhari helped tighten our sarongs.
To be continued.
Sunday 14th Nov
On the first day, the ladies are required to be in the kitchen to prepare food to be served for the whole day while the guys get ready to go to the mosque.
This is the first time I get to experience 'Nasi Tupe' (nasi tumpang) for breakfast. Of course, again, it was ordered, 30 sets altogether.
You can choose between the RM1 or the RM3 ones, the content is standard, the difference is just in the amount. It is made of compressed white rice, the dishes are suspended in the middle to avoid the gravy from sipping out. There's 'gulai udang', 'serunding', 'secebis telur goreng'. Simple yet very filling.
As soon as all the men comes back from the mosque, we will all make our rounds in the house to ask for forgiveness and exchange raya packs, the big breakfast begins.
I guess just like every other kampungs, we don't need to announce the 'Open House'. The first and second day, we couldn't go anywhere, Tok We (grandmum) is already 73 years old and finding it hard to engage into meaningful conversations anymore... oowhh, it makes me wonder what I'll do at that age, she now needs to lie down after entertaining every 3 families or so. Getting all dressed up is useless when hundreds of cups need to be washed and ice and sugar water need to be prepared. We get a good 100 people a day for the first two days. So if you have read my previous posts, you'll understand now why we have to order instead of self prepare all the food.
It took me more than five years to finally remember who is who now which made it easier to find suitable things to say to them. Lazy and princess cousins still remain the same, must look demure, sweatless and rested all the time. It doesn't mean we're the one who did all the great jobs, I had accidentally put salt in a jug of gassy Orange Crush!!! I thought it was the normal Sunquick that needs sugar, I mistaken the salt for sugar, mum didn't even bother to taste. The little kids were so polite, they held their facial gestures and drank half the glass. Kesian nyaaaa! This is supposed to be tactics to say 'no' to forced suitors. The three little boys now surely remember me for life, tak boleh buat bini.
Third day, our turn to get all dressed up and make our rounds. Hah payback time! It's their turn to expect 3 cars of guests at once! Nasi Dagang, Nasi Tomato with Ayam Perchik, Satay, Colek Ayam (this thing is so sedap!), Nasi Bukhari helped tighten our sarongs.
To be continued.
posted by Maine at 2:43 PM
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