February 15, 2006

Sleek Linguini

I cooked linguini aglio olio yesterday. For late lunch. So, we had yummy-fresh-healthy salad prepared by girl, can-be-yummier pasta from me and Vienetta ice-cream from Walls (right?). Don't know if that's a typical person's idea of spending a day when someone died for love centuries ago. But, the point is, I think it's more special than flowers, chocolates and set dinners at a fancy restaurant. And she said it's a turn on to see your partner cook for you. Hmm... *1 raised eyebrow*

xxx

Family non-tradition

It's not just me, in the family. My sisters didn't celebrate with their boyfriends too. They replied what I would have replied when I asked them why - "waste of money, if I like it, everyday can be valentine's day too". Ditto.

My younger sis put it best. She said that if her boyfriend were to send bouquets to her office, she would rather he send cash. She said a bouquet easily cost up to 50 bucks yesterday. And she knew what she could do with 50 bucks, cold hard cash, unwrapped, un-ribboned. Makes absolute sense to me. Cos I would have preferred cash too.

When asked how I used to spend yesterday of yesteryears, when I had a boyfriend, I simply spoke the truth - can't remember. I doubt I ever truly celebrated valentine's day. Cept for when I was 18, with my JC mates, all gals. Six of us, if I remember right.

Then again, it's not that I don't give two shit about the day. Otherwise, there would have been no effort at the linguini, right? Except, cooking for someone is something that I do enjoy once in one-and-half blue moon. But I just like to be sure that it's not something that would take too long to cook, or too smelly in my hair, or too oily, or too expensive ingredients. It's all those details that I hate, you see. haha... I think that's why I've always liked steamboat as a party dish. Just chop everything up, take it out of fridge when your guests are ready to eat and then, each does his/her own cooking. It's clean, simple, healthy and well, fun when you see friends trying to chew on something that he/she overcooked or undercooked, trying not to look like a 'Yan can do it; but I can't'. Right?

We did, however, go out for dinner. My dad, having revived the romantic in him after almost 30 years of marriage, decided to take my mum out and hence, the rest of us leeches. haha... But, the best part would be his V-gift for my mum - a second-hand bicycle with a nice but slightly rusty basket in front and a... erm... arrangement of pandan leaves and a drying up purple flower.

Maybe when I'm his age, I would be as romantic as this too. For now, I'm quite satisfied with linguini and salad and the creativity of a nice 'diamond' ring.

Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 15:39