A great spring day in the Pacific Northwest is usually defined by blue sky, sunshine, gentle breeze, snow-capped mountains and the pop of vibrant green from the trees. Yesterday was one of those days and more. We started our day with an easy eight-mile hike near our home to avoid the big crowd in most of the popular hiking trails in the areas. The after-hike refuel session was a little different than usual. We attended a celebration potluck and indulged in some wonderful and authentic home-cooked Malaysian food. My husband and I were both born and raised in Malaysia before calling the Pacific Northwest our home. A few years ago we met a group of Malaysian through a social organization and participated in several of the organized functions. We all left our home country for various reasons and eventually setting roots in this part of the world. The community is growing and each time that we attended we made new friends.
“The typical expression of opening Friendship would be something like, ‘What? You too? I thought I was the only one!” ~ C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves
Although this has been our home for a long time, it is always good for the soul to reminisce and be able to strike up an instant conversation about life in our home country with our fellow countrymen. Even though most of us were strangers before today, conversations just flowed like we knew each other for a long time. We shared stories of blunders and inside jokes with our Malaysian slang, traded recipes for cultural food and most times just be the sounding board for each other. With all the negative publicity about Facebook lately, I still have to thank them for creating a platform for us to connect with this group of great people and create a strong community.
Food, of course, has always been the most popular topic. The ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’ after seeing and tasting all the delicious food on the table, and then it’s the ‘where did you get this and that ingredient’, and conversations and waves of laughter continued under the shaded tent and trees. I believe that no matter what your cultural background is, food will always be the best icebreaker. Here are some food pictures from our gathering and cheers to all the great cooks.
After an afternoon of reminiscence, new bonds were formed and new plans were made for the next celebration. That’s what I call a perfect spring day.