Just that, I had a simple meal with my mother and brother last Sunday, at odd hours, which I did not get to experience before. It was considered a dinner for my brother, however, it was supper for me and my mother.
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My bowl of almond cream dessert for supper.
Well, I told myself that it was a make up for the Chinese New Year's reunion dinner, even though there wasn't any steamboat.
Who says that there must be steamboat for Chinese New Year's reunion dinner? I always find that the kind of food served is not really important, but the most enjoyable part is that we can have a meal together.
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