I can't believe that it is already 5 days since Christmas.

As relaxing as the last week was, I feel I need more time as Michael's sister and her family are coming for lunch on 4th January 2009. I have not even thought of the menu though they have requested for a Chinese meal.
On Boxing Day, Michael and I rose early to get ready to meet Carrots in East London. I promised Steph that we will meet her at 11.30am and take her and her friend out for timsum. Within 15 minutes on leaving our home, we were stuck in this traffic.
A horrible accident on the A26 leading to the motorway, caused a total standstill for nearly 2 hours. There were several police cars trying to go pass us and then the ambulance and the air ambulance arrived. There were impatient drivers tooting but I feel at times like this, one needs to get one's perspective right.
So, we didn't get to East End until 1.30pm. We did have timsum but we gobbled down the food in a rush.
We had so much meat left from Christmas eve and Christmas day, so I made coronation chicken from left over roast chicken which was what we had for lunch on 28th.

Having unbaked bread sticks in the fridge is always handy. We made coronation roll with cucumber, spring
onions, coriander and lettuce. And with the left over roast pork, we had fried rice.
Left alone at home yesterday while the kids were out and Michael was in town, I decided to wrap the Christmas cake which I made with my mum's recipe.
It took me just over two hours to cut the paper, wrap the cake and twirl the ribbons for 3/8 of the cake. It is tedious but I will not have it any other way because it gives a touch to the presentation of the cake when given to friends and the taste is out of this world.
One has to use 28 egg yolks and 5 egg whites for this 13 inch square cake. So, what did I do with the 23 egg whites? Well, last night after roasting the leg of lamb, I made a pavlova with 13 egg whites which is three times the normal recipe. I creamed the pavlova this afternoon and half the pavlova has disappeared after dinner.
As it was such a huge pavlova, I did not want to decorate the whole pavlova with fruits. Fruits are added upon
serving. It is strange that one comment just sticks in my head even after years. I think I have mentioned before that my mum never thought she liked pavlova until she tasted one I made. Since then, she only eats the pavlova I make (I think). So, each time I make a pavlova, I always think of my mum and wish she was here so that I could give her a slice. The plan I had to make one when I went back in August 2008 did not eventuate.

There were too many things to do and eat.
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