A really Good Friday

No i'm not sitting in Ferdinands knee.

I'm Catholic so at this time of year we are all celebrating our very own 'Superbowl." There's a bit more of a spring in out Catholic steps as we amble our way down to church to celebrate the death of Jesus and his Lazurus like resurrection three days later. Growing up in a house where we aren't allowed to eat meat on Good Friday has meant this holiday hasn't been as much about remembering the death of Jesus as it has been about not having a really nice ham and cheese roll for lunch. That sounds selfish i know but thats the honest truth.

So with that in mind Mum, Dan and myself were invited to the home of the owners of our local Chinese Restaurant. Now when i first heard of this i must admit my mind was boggled. Why on earth would you want to celebrate Good Friday, a day where you can't eat meat at the house of the owners of your favourite Chinese restaurant whose lemon chicken is to die for? Still Wendy and Ferdinand are part of our family (it's a rule in our house that once you are part of our lives you are part of our family) and we have been loyal customers for years. The good thing about yesterday was that their house was on ly two suburbs across and i didn't have to drive...woohoo!!

As we made our way into the backyard i was confronted with a BBQ scene straight out of China. Grandma on the BBQ watching over the chicken wings which is being heated by charcoals. As soon as i saw that i thought "Crap, we are going to be here for 3 days waiting for this stuff to cook." I know that different parts of the world do BBQ differently but my god, it took me 30 mins to cook a chicken wing one day with the teachers from Topkids at a dinky little BBQ place out the back of Tin Shui Wai. Thankfully rather than just having two or three charcoals to heat the meat there was a bloddy bag full. On the other gas BBQ was some of the nicest fish i had ever seen and that in all honesty was going to be destroyed by persons typing this update.

Grandma doing her thing.

I was also happy to see that Bev and Mick (who are basically my second parents) were also at the do plus a few more of Wendy and Ferdinand's family. A couple of the fam were over from Hong Kong and i naturally had a pretty good chat about the place and the more i talk about Hong Kong the more i realise i truely loved my time there and how much i miss that place. I know in myself that i will be off to Europe next but i will be flying though Honkers to catch up with friends and just soak up the atmosphere of that amazing city again. After all the food was cooked and ready to be eaten i sat down with a couple beers and managed to make my way though that much food that when i got home last night i was stuffed and had to actually take a nap.

As the day wore on i hung out with Wendy and Ferdinands two kids. Now i know we all have to get older but when you have seen their two boys grow up you realise how fast time goes by. You see, this family works bloody hard at their restaurant and when the boys were only little primary school kids, everytime you went out the back to go to the toilet you would pass one or the two of them fast asleep under a blanket on top of the freezer. Later in the day their Aunty went back inside to get the Mahjong table up and running and judging by the sound of it the game was getting pretty heated.

It was a really Good Friday.