Tonight, I had my reunion dinner.

Judging by the number of people present (5 people; my parents, my sister, my grandmother and me), it was rather pathetic.

But then again, size doesn’t matter.

In spite of the low attendance, we still had a steamboat dinner. In case you don't know what that is (do you live under a rock, or something?), we have this special electric pot, filled with soup. When the soup boils in the pot, we dip raw food, like prawns, beef, abalone etc. into the soup, thus cooking the food. The food also flavours the soup, so at the end of the meal, we had a tasty soup to wash down all the food we ate. Sounds delicious, right?

There are many steamboat eateries dotting the island of Singapore; but I still feel that the most affordable and the most fulfilling steamboat is one that you have prepared for yourself, and can enjoy in the comfort of your home. So, after all our hard work and preparation, all the DELICIOUS food was laid on the table. And what a wide spread of food we had!

We chose whatever we wanted to eat, and then cooked it in the boiling soup.

I realised that steamboat is supposed to be a social-enhancing meal. Why? That's because while waiting for your raw food to cook, you can chat with your family, friends or whoever is having the meal with you. In fact, I think that that’s what you’re supposed to do! Throughout the entire meal, we had loads of fun chatting and cracking witty jokes with each other.

Even though there were only 5 people present, that meal was one of my most fulfilling. I
felt VERY bloated due to the amount of food I ate! I know this will sound cliché, but the meal was a good time of family “bonding” for us.

I was an instant addict; instant noodles, instant Milo, everything must be done efficiently to save time; everything must be done in seconds. That probably explains why I was an impatient person, and why I haven’t had a good meal with my family for quite a while. Before we had this steamboat dinner, I found just having a simple meal with my family to be a hassle, a ritual of some sort.

After this dinner, I realised that I was severely mistaken. A meal is definitely more than something I am forced to endure through by my parents. It is indeed “family bonding” at its best!

"A family that eats together stays together."

Recently, someone told me that, and now I really have to agree with him.

Tonight, I had my reunion dinner.

Judging by the number of people present (5 people; my parents, my sister, my grandmother and me), it was rather pathetic.

But then again, size doesn’t matter.

In spite of the low attendance, we still had a steamboat dinner. In case you don't know what that is (do you live under a rock, or something?), we have this special electric pot, filled with soup. When the soup boils in the pot, we dip raw food, like prawns, beef, abalone etc. into the soup, thus cooking the food. The food also flavours the soup, so at the end of the meal, we had a tasty soup to wash down all the food we ate. Sounds delicious, right?

There are many steamboat eateries dotting the island of Singapore; but I still feel that the most affordable and the most fulfilling steamboat is one that you have prepared for yourself, and can enjoy in the comfort of your home. So, after all our hard work and preparation, all the DELICIOUS food was laid on the table. And what a wide spread of food we had!

We chose whatever we wanted to eat, and then cooked it in the boiling soup.

I realised that steamboat is supposed to be a social-enhancing meal. Why? That's because while waiting for your raw food to cook, you can chat with your family, friends or whoever is having the meal with you. In fact, I think that that’s what you’re supposed to do! Throughout the entire meal, we had loads of fun chatting and cracking witty jokes with each other.

Even though there were only 5 people present, that meal was one of my most fulfilling. I
felt VERY bloated due to the amount of food I ate! I know this will sound cliché, but the meal was a good time of family “bonding” for us.

I was an instant addict; instant noodles, instant Milo, everything must be done efficiently to save time; everything must be done in seconds. That probably explains why I was an impatient person, and why I haven’t had a good meal with my family for quite a while. Before we had this steamboat dinner, I found just having a simple meal with my family to be a hassle, a ritual of some sort.

After this dinner, I realised that I was severely mistaken. A meal is definitely more than something I am forced to endure through by my parents. It is indeed “family bonding” at its best!

"A family that eats together stays together."

Recently, someone told me that, and now I really have to agree with him.