Eid

Our Eid 1434

So, the photos are finally uploaded, and though they’re not that many, we did have a full day on Eid this year alhamdulilah.  This year we made egg rolls to take to the masjid in the morning. I made egg rolls and also Z’s version using the Vietnamese rice paper wraps. This time, I fried them, and alhamdulillah they didn’t spit much at me. They turned out pretty good. So, while I took the egg rolls to the masjid for the potluck, I also brought Z’s rice rolls in a separate container. In fact, I had made treats for him before Ramadan and froze them, specially for Eid. So, the day before, S helped me put them in treat bags, and tied them with ribbons to make them look festive. On Eid day, I put these in a paper bag and brought them to the masjid for Z. So far, every year, while people are eating this and that on Eid day, all Z had to eat were just his cookies and muffins that I had made and frozen before Ramadan and put in treat bags. This year, alhamdulillah for his rice rolls. At least he’s not looking at other people enjoying all different kinds of food and waiting to get back home to eat his food.

I’ve realized that rather than spend time making food for others, my time may be much better spent making his food due to his allergies. What really frustrates me when I make food for others, is that, especially when I make Malay food that are foreign to others, some people would take a lot of them, even if they’re just trying it, and then when they don’t like it, they throw it away. There is so much food wastage happening in our community that it’s really disturbing and disgusting. The masjid has tried to address it and so far what seems to work is serving an equal amount to everyone and if there are leftover, then they can have seconds. Otherwise, it’s really shameful how mothers take a pile of food for their children and their children don’t even eat that much and the food ends up in the trash. That really is against what our religion teaches. With potlucks however, there is no such supervision, so people are taking food as they please. So I have come to a point where I feel it’s better for me to just spend the time and energy to make food for Z, especially seeing that he is always left out anyway when there are potlucks, than make food for other people just to have them waste it, especially since I figure it’s foreign food and they might not like it (which is fine, but at least have the common sense to take just a bit to taste and not take a whole lot and end up throwing them away).

At the masjid, they passed out candies to the kids, and so, what we did was, hubs took Z’s treat bag and gave it to the person giving away the candies to the kids when it came to Z’s turn, so instead of getting the candies, Z got his own treat bag. We did the same when they were giving out gifts to the kids. Hubs took Z’s gift bag and passed it to the person giving out the gifts when it was Z’s turn. Z was elated with his gifts, At the end of that day, he kept saying

“I want to do that again!” (referring to the whole Eid day)

I would say then that our mission is accomplished (in making Eid a special day for the kids even though we are living in an environment where there are so many other festivals and celebrations that we don’t really celebrate). Alhamdulillah!

His Eid treat

His Eid treat

Z's rice rolls

Z’s rice rolls

Egg rolls

Egg rolls

Gift bags and treat and rice roll

Gift bags and treat and rice roll

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Soup Kitchen on Yaum at-Tashreek

We had people over for Eid on Eid day, went to Chuck E. Cheeses on Saturday, because Z has been promised it, and on Sunday, I figured we could do some sadaqah by volunteering at the soup kitchen. We would just be home otherwise anyway. We played tennis for maybe like half an hour and then hubs dropped us off at the soup kitchen and picked us up after about 1.5 hours.

Of course, I always get looks because of my niqab. People don’t necessarily ask me about it, though I did get some. But most of the time people are just curious, a little taken aback maybe, but overall, quite respectful, polite, and nice. The kids haven’t screamed yet when they see me. In fact, I’ve helped a few of their moms with their trays and the kids have been fine with me even actually spoon-feeding them (like today).

But something amusing happened today. N and S were serving, and there was a man who was holding a red carnation, an old man. He suddenly gave it to N, saying N’s face is as pretty as the flower. We had a good laugh about it later on, and after we left, I asked her where the flower was. S said she had hid it somewhere at the soup kitchen and left it there, out of embarrassment. *Chuckle*

We still have the ram’s head in our front yard right now. Hubs had brought it home after the slaughtering. I think it can scare potential burglars. But we need to get rid of it soon.

Z suddenly told me yesterday,

“I want hajj.”

I do too. InshaaAllah, we will go to hajj when He decrees it is best.

Tomorrow is still the day of tashreek, but we inshaaAllah start school tomorrow. I have to get started planning out activities for Z. Next week, my  break is over, and my schedule is probably going to resume its hecticness.

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Eid Cookies

Chocolate Cashew Cookies – they took the recipe from my mother’s food blog, but they subbed pecans for the cashews since we didn’t have any cashews on hand then.

 

We had made this cookie before for our Ramadan Cookie project with the girls’ club, but I couldn’t for the life of me remember where I got the recipe from! Then I remembered (can’t remember how I remembered, but I was looking through the Malaysian cookbooks I have), and it was from this old dessert Malaysian cookbook my mother had given to me when I was 10. So the girls made these Sesame cookies but they used brown sugar in place of white sugar because we were out of white sugar because they had been making a lot of desserts the preceeding days.

 

Kuih Bangkit. The girls made 2 batches. The first batch, S didn’t want to roast the tapioca flour and of course it tasted somewhat blandish. So she made it a second time and it tastes wonderful! We had a Bangladeshi couple over recently and the husband LOVES these cookies! I do too! The recipe is also my mother’s, from her food blog.

 

H as usual, made brownies. The girls arranged them in these muffin cups and placed them in containers and jars. They look real pretty.

 

It was my idea. Usually, during Eid, Z is always ‘left out in the cold’ in terms of goodies, because of his allergies. So I had made cookies for him for Eid, before Ramadan and froze them. While we were getting ready for Eid days before, I told the girls to pack his cookies with the halal marshmallows we had bought the day before in those treat bags. They also made the tag with his name on. We hid it from him and brought these with us to the masjid, ready to give them to him when people get their food. That’s when he’s usually left out. Last year I brought his muffins. You should have seen the look of utter enjoyment on his face when he got to eat those muffins while everyone else was digging into whatever food was served at the masjid. Poor boy. This year, this was a surprise for him. He loved it, except for the marshmallows. He said he didn’t like them. I wish I had the energy to make more treats for him. It was only one type of cookie that I made for him.

 

 

 

 

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