It’s that
time of the year again. Its Christmas time and I get to play dress up and
attend my wife’s departmental Christmas party. Since I don’t work, I spend most
of my time in jeans and t-shirts (and thermals and sweaters in the winter), so
I don’t get the chance to dress up very often. Over the weekend, we went to the
Malaysian Association of the Netherlands Annual Gala Dinner and we decided to
dress up for that. This is us before the event:
Before the Gala Dinner... we looked goooood |
Besides
that, I’m stuck for ideas. I've spent the whole morning just hanging out at my
favorite watering hole, the Coffee Company at Korteporten in Den Haag, and
followed that up with walking around aimlessly for another hour or so. Then I came
home and spent the last 2 hours reading comments on articles posted on a website
dedicated to Liverpool Football Club (I read the articles in 15 minutes). Now I’m
just waiting for the time to get ready and head off the Louwman Museum for the
Christmas party.
Since I’m
not doing anything else, I thought I might as well write about the events over
the past weekend, particularly Sunday when we had our nasi lemak brunch. As I
mentioned in the last post, I left the invitation open, anyone who wanted to
attend would just have to read the post and let me know that they were coming.
You’d think with that type of invitation, I’d probably have to cook for 100
people. But not here in Den Haag, I had a guest list of 5 and a half and even
then, at the last minute, someone couldn't make it.
So I was
left with Fazrin, Merlyna, Siti and Shaukatt being the 4 and little Khaleef
making up the half. Brunch was scheduled to start at 11.00 and at 8.30 that
morning, my wife got a message from Siti telling us that she was already hungry
and couldn't wait to come over. I hadn't even started cooking yet.
The guests. From top to bottom: Fazrin & Merlyna, Siti & Shaukatt, and Khaleef |
In a way, I
was feeling a bit under pressure. This would be the first time I was going to
cook nasi lemak for friends since I started writing this blog. I knew expectations
were going to be high. As we sat down to eat, I grew more anxious and nervous.
What if it turned out to be a disaster?
After my
first bite, my fears quickly disappeared. It was exactly how I liked my nasi
lemak. The rice was perfectly cooked, not too creamy or heavy and the sambal
had the right balance of hot, sweet, sour and salty. Everything tasted right. I
got confirmation of that when Siti asked if she could take some of the sambal
home if we had extra.
The fried chicken on the left and the sambal on the right |
But what
really brought a smile to my face was that we almost finished the rice. As a
general rule, for the 2 of us, I normally cook about 1 cup of rice. If I’m
feeling really hungry, about a cup and a quarter and even then we’re usually
stuffed by the time we finish it. If I base my calculation on that rule, 4 cups
of rice should have been enough for all of us. I added one extra cup just in
case anyone was extra hungry. But then, when I poured the rice into the cooker,
there wasn't much left in the bag, so I poured the whole thing in. In total, I
cooked about 6 and a half cups. THAT WAS A LOT!!!!
Anyway, all
in all, it was a success. I spent the rest of the day with Fazrin and Shaukatt
watching football while my wife, Siti and Merlyna went shopping. They left
Khaleef with us but being the nice boy that he is, he didn't create too much of
a fuss and we managed to enjoy the games on the telly.