Pineapple Tarts

Pineapples have always been the forbidden fruit in my life. Stung from a young age (and I am still YOUNG!), I eat pineapples with care, caution and great suspicion.

Pineapples Tarts, are different. I have eaten so many pineapple tarts, I could qualify to tell you where you could get the best tarts, what's wrong with some tarts, and who's tarts you should try begging for, of course, who's the tart this year.

See, its Chinese New Year. One big affair that keeps (kept) everyone busy, running about always having something to buy, picking up the best meat, the best food, the best everything.

It is really scary. You can't understand why the market and some shop would open 24 hours during this person. Everyone seems to have something to get done, everyone seems like they are at the snap point of their lives, god forbids, but if you accidentally step on their toes, they might scream at you so loud, they might be better off smashing you with their bags of food.

Then when Chinese New Year finally comes, ho and below, all these craziness is transformed into a moment of peace, where the entire town looks like a ghost town, closed for the few days, its so quiet that the stillness is worrying.

On the auspicious day, the malls look like a ghost town. (Pardon me...! God Forbid.)

Now that we have past so many days of Chinese New Year, things have normalize, finally..

I'm now wondering, what was the fuss all about?

Foreword

It has been a month since I last blogged. It felt like a month since someone came to have a peep on my blog. Either that or many were kind to not ask why I have disappeared, and not written anything, knowing that I would have been busy or busy, or busy.

Yes, I was busy.

In a new year, where many things are happening all at the same time, all inspiration (grouses, complains, thoughts) to write, nitty gritties to pen, perhaps managed to make it to the Post-It and stuck on my wall.

Another time.

Well, lets begin with the new year. Its no joke celebrating 2 new years in one month, err, 21 days or 3 weeks to be exact.

I'd be writing more over the next few days. Feeling bit tired to continue about Chinese New Year, and how it feels to celebrate CNY as I grow older.

Its odd.