Yee Sang. Japanese yee sang. From Sushi King. Courtesy of my aunt.
All of us tossing the yee sang. Made a lot of mess with it.
My grandmother's specialty. Meat roll. YUMMY!!
Blur picture. But it is obscene animal - chicken.
Me no like. Fatty pork! My dad's favourite although he ain't suppose to take them.
All the greedy people around the table. From 12 o'clock clockwise Aunt Jenny, Uncle Verra (he is the editor of The Star. He writes a column every Thursday), Vinod, Uncle Bob, Matt, Aunt Kemmy (thanks for the yee sang), amah, beloved daddy and Uncle Denny.
That's a wrap.
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