This past weekend my parents and sister came into town to visit both me and my brother. Friday night we were at my brother’s place for iftar. My bhabi had made quite a spread of food. I did happen to think it was quite blog-worthy, despite what she thought. The food she made hit the spot, after a long day of fasting. The chocolate cake at the end of the evening was to die-for. It was the type of cake that when you’re first offered it you think, I’m too full to eat it, but then when you see it, your start thinking about how much milk you’ll need to take it down. Delicious!
After eating, the men went for tarawih, and I got to spend time with just the girls. It was a lot of fun unwinding with Ammi, Ummy, Fahma, Hunno, my puhpo and Jenny. We talked about purses, sales, cooking, and everything girly in between. I felt so relaxed leaning against the coach in front of my puhpo, having her pinch my cheeks, and tell me I’m made of milai.
When the men came back, the rest of Saqib’s family left back home, but the two of us stayed behind with my family and did a half exchange of Eid gifts. Basically, nothing was wrapped and things were being pulled out of giant Bed Bath and Beyond plastic bags
One person, who shall remain unnamed, came into the room ho-ho-hoing like it was Christmas time… haraam! Just kidding, just kidding.