Rhonda, you were right about the fish maw. Last evening, I
return home, use hot water to soak and viola, they get, erm,
soften. 
Aiyoh, son just got up and asked "what's for lunch?" I said
"leftovers from last night's dinner, i.e. beef fried in rice
noodles, kon chow ngau hor". In my heart, I'm thinking if he will
think "alamak, this mother. instead of preparing lunch, she goes to
forum." 
Hee hee....but no lah, he is a good kid. He said it's okay.
Besides, I've got to save energy to cook the storm tonight.
I woke up at 7am to call my folks and siblings. Caught all of them
at my dad's. So warm to be talking to my family. 
I miss
them. My dad is so funny. When he asked when I was returning for a
visit, I'm like "erm, errr,". He said "still calculating your
abacus ah?" My sister told me that after he spoke to me, he stood
one side and try to figure out who he was talking to. I could hear
them in the background telling him I am his youngest daughter.
