I have been sharing some of my favorite angpow pieces on an angpow collectors group in Facebook and some members have been telling me to continue sharing my memorable stories and so I thought, why not write it down, that way, our kiddos can read about it when they grow up next time, eh?
For those of you who are not familiar or never heard of the words 'Angpow' (also known as 'ang pau', 'ang pao', 'angpau'), here is a quick definition:
Angpow = Red Packet (filled with cash inside) given during festivals
So for today's angpow story, it comes from this piece of lovely angpow:
When I see this angpow, I remembered when I was young (less than 6 years old) there was an aunty in my housing area who will make kuih kapit (egg rolls) before Chinese New Year comes and I'll be squatting nearby watching her doing the tedious work.
Mixing the ingredients, layer by layer and pouring it onto the iron moulds (there were like 4 or 6 iron moulds), discarding the excess batter, making sure the fire is just right, slowly waiting till the kuih kapit turned golden color, flipping up the iron moulds and peeling out the kuih kapit and quickly folding it into half and then quarters and then storing them into air-tight containers (back then was Milo tin or those big biscuit tin)
The hard laborious work just to make a few tins of these kuih kapit is just too much for me to bear. I think because of that, I have never been fond of these food. I do sometimes feel like a failure as a Chinese for not enjoying these delicacies but just can't get over the childhood memories...
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