prose: reminiscing raya

This year’s Raya is not as enjoyable as last years’s. Maybe because I spent a week fasting at home, so the built up of the anticipation and eagerness to ‘balik kampung’ was effectively waned. The only thing that was to relish was the rare gathering of my siblings.

My Raya this year seemed to be about food. Like a food festival where you can just walk in and sample the food, I seriously think that the lady of the house would make it a point to stand out (so as to attract a stream of guests), resulting in different dishes at respective homes. Menu in the households of some family friends and relatives on the first of Raya:



On another point, (though it may sound conceited ) I’d like to declare, there is no other soto, not even in Johor (the famed Soto Kebun Teh pun kalah beb!) that is richer, more delicious, more satisfying, than Soto Mak Aku. This is the only dish that I have ever gone for the 3rd-4th helpings in a single seating.



Tak percaya sudah.