So yesterday, i celebrated Eid with 2 other Malaysians at the gathering organized by the Indonesians headed by Ibu Suti. It was a lot of fun meeting the ladies, playing with their babies and eating delicious food that I didnt cook myself. I brought some brownies which recipe I got from the back of the cocoa powder container hehehe. It's in German, I understand the instruction but did not read the name of the brownie properly.
I honestly thought I was going to bake a chocolate cake, so I really thought it was strange that the batter was pretty thick, but I figured that I should follow the instruction, and as it turned out it was brownie that I was making, not a cake. But that was fine, and thank God, almost half of it was gone by the time I was about to leave the raya gathering (secretly, i was afraid brownie tak laku huhuhu). Guess kids really like chocolate eh?
with ibu suti
baby with ibu angkat
but they secretly shook hands when no one was looking, cute
In the evening, I went and meet Yurly. My friendship with her is a weird one. It even baffles her husband. Mainly because, I speak very little German, and she doesnt speak English, and yet, we could hang out for hours and laugh like nobody's business. Heck, even I cant understand how that happens sometimes. But she's one sweet but mature young girl, and I made her to promise to come and visit me someday.
And tonite, I organized a little gathering for close friends and my neighbors, sort of like a Eid + farewell gathering. Made some pulut kuning with rendang which I thought wasnt too bad (hehehehe, masuk bakul angkat sendiri, i know) and ayam masak merah that turned my neighbor's face red. And again, the same, but slightly improved brownie (i kinda figured a nicer way to cut it so that i doesnt look as messy as the first one I made)
rendang yg mencabar betol nak buat when all you have is a stabmixer, no I don't plan on buying a blender, too bulky, not convenient for a nomad like me.
ajeng, the guy, sawsan, that's donka in red, sawsan's friend, me and roxena (or ramona or something like that)
with ning, indra, and his wife, dede
oops, same bunch of people, but all are 4th floor dwellers
my next door neighbor and gunar, my favorite floor speaker (we have two floor speakers - ni macam floor rep la, he's our favorite)
the indonesians and the malaysian
I really hope they enjoyed the food. The Indonesians seem to like it, ye la, they know what they were eating and how to judge it. The rest, well, with the explosion of spice and heat, some could handle it, some well, Donka thought it was extremely hot that after the first taste, she had to take a deep breath and muttered, "I can do this." and quickly went to get some bread instead, cute. And when I explained why we have pulut kuning- kinda like for celebratory purposes (sorta), she thought that it makes sense because she said that it is bright like the sun. Amboih, comel je description dia.
Ning gave some chocolates, always very thoughtful, this guy. And as i seldom see him these days, meeting him and Indra really brings back old memories, especially that crazy winter trip we had almost 3 years ago. They were among the first few people that I really clicked with, so I definitely gonna miss them a lot.
And I definitely going to miss Erlangen as well. It's a very quiet little town (but with a big-ass Siemens HQ and one of the oldest and largest uni in Germany all over town, and veeerry close to Adidas' and Puma's HQs as well), but it's nonetheless quaint and very self-contained.
I'd definitely will be coming back again someday...