It seems like all my mom's siblings are chefs! My uncle cooked thirteen or so dishes. And, of course, I overstuffed myself...typical. A tradition for Chinese New Year is to pay respect to your ancestors. Before eating, we climbed (literally, because their stairs are so steep!) our way to the third floor, where my aunt and uncle have a traditional Buddhist altar. On the altar were pictures of my mom's parents and her grandparents. We set the dishes my uncle cooked as offerings and had five bowls and five pairs of chopsticks for each of them. Then my uncle reminisced about my grandparents and their dear grandmother who took care of them after my grandparents passed. Anyhow, afterward we headed down to the dining room and began our feast....
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The most important part of Chinese New Year is to spend time with my family.
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