My dad was making noodles and this time he has a student. They communicated with hand gestures. Or the Si Fu would pass messages to my mother, and my mother would rush to get someone for translation. A fun and harmony process.
My parents showing the student the size of the noodles that they prefer.
Under the guidance he started cutting.
Noodles in process.
The fruit of hard work.
Making more since we have to feed so many people.
We got fried noodle for lunch and loh mee for dinner.
Hubby also made ravioli for my family.
Our dessert : tropical fruits. My BIL bought us some durians.
Hubby made us some choux patisserie. We stuffed it with durian, and apparently it was yummy. Copy right reserved please hehe.