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Baking Until I Drop

Most Eid mornings, mom wakes up very early and starts the sawaine, frying stuff and maybe even cooking.

When I say early I mean the un-Godly hour of say 4am or before.
During Ramadan, when we’re fasting, 4am is *very* Godly however…not fasting…take a break please.

Thankfully, we didn’t wake up until Fajr time! (5:15am)

So, she didn’t wake up looooooooooong before me and I was able to come downstairs and help or be sous-chef.

Here follows the extremely dry, minute-by-minute account of my day. Enjoy :-p

Mom instead made accra with 1lb of flour (as opposed to the planned 2lbs). A proper recipe will follow later.

We also sliced and fried the sahina.

We sent some of these fried goodies to the neighbours. I’m not sure if all of them got any though, I heard the receivers were a tad bit selfish and didn’t share.

I opened up the cans of milk for mom to make a small batch of sawaine. You’ll notice the size of the pot relative to the 14oz can. This is probably the SMALLEST BATCH OF SAWAINE THAT MOM EVER MADE! Historic!

Around 6:30 we put the kibbe in to bake (this was prepped and in the fridge) and it was ready before we left for the oven.

And at 8:00 we left home and arrived at the masjid to pray.

The Eid prayer is what we dress up and go out for.
On the morning of Eid, we all bathe, dress up in all our finery and make it down to the masjid to pray. The imam delivers a khutbah (sermon) (during which we don’t talk but I take pictures…), after which we pray two rakaahs (units of salaah/prayer) (and some people make noise with all their bangles).

Then, hug, kiss, salaams and outside to MINGLE…

and setup the snack table (for which I’ve mentioned ad nauseum, we made cheesecake).

Afterwards, we visited mom’s uncle and aunt. Since I hadn’t had ladoo (the little round dark balls) in ages, I had some of that.

Now, as I’ve stated many times before, our Eid this year was very low-key.
Because mom was sick (and mom can’t stay out of the kitchen if I try to cook some stuff), the neighbours invited us for lunch and dinner…so there we went and limed for a while.

After which we went home, limed with mom’s sister until she went and then WE ALL CRASHED!

Yeah, we slept.
Until around 5pm when mom dragged herself awake and me too.
Did we wake dad? Maybe dad woke mom.

And then, because I was STARVING, I had some of the kibbe we baked.

After which, the parents, who didn’t have dinner, and I went back next door and had…dinner.
Well the parents had dinner.
I watched them eat and refused everything.
Except.
Two hours later I was STARVING again.
I was very worried.
But starving isn’t good.
And there was some mention of HOT HOT HOT dhal so I had rice and dhal and yes it was HOT and it was Good. And no pictures.
Did I mention I was starving?

It was not a bad day.
I liked it.
Not so tiring.
However, dad (and I and mom?) did miss our homemade sweets.
Mom is the best…and people can’t compare. But it’s okay.
We manage ;-)

(more to come…Chennette’s visit and such!)

If you missed any of the Ramadan and Eid pictures, and for some reason want to see them, they’re all here in a set! :)

Psst! I think I’m all blogged out! Burnt out! Etc etc etc!