"Stuh-tee Amma & Samitha!"
stuh-tee means
thank you in Sinhalese
Samitha invited us to his house for a party last weekend. And just in case you wonder who Samitha is, he is one of my colleagues, from Sri Lanka. His Mom is currently here for a few months and hence, we got the chance to see Amma as well. However, she only speaks Sinhalese. So, every time we had conversation with her, Samitha will be our offline dictionary. And I gotta say he got natural talent to be a freelancer translator lol!
But then, to call Samitha over each time will be troublesome for him, as he was busy preparing the food in the kitchen. So sometimes, when we talk to Amma, we would just smile and laugh even though we have no idea what she tells us haha! That is way much better than to give her stone faces, right?
Ayana promised to help cutting the vegetables, which she eventually skipped and ended up working on the fish curry.
She commented on that beautiful sari Amma wore, in which made Amma to bring out a pair of purple sari.
All this while, all I have seen is the sari which is readily worn by Indian ladies in Malaysia. I have never figured out the way of wearing this traditional outfit, or how does the cloth look like. This was my first time seeing a piece of sari, and I was quite shock to find out that it is just a piece of cloth; but a very very long one. I estimate that it is about six to seven meters long, approximately one meter wide.
One convenient thing about sari is that there is no size, no matter how thin, how fat, how short or how long a person is. The only thing which has size is the inner blouse.
Ayana and the rest looked kinda clueless on how to take the food. Generally, in a Japanese family, the meal is prepared individually for each person; i.e. everyone has their own set of meal. It is not common to have several plates of dishes on the table and each person take the dishes by themselves, according to amount of their liking.
The menu of the day was Japanese amberjack fish (buri) curry, lamb curry, gova mallung (spicy coconut and cabbage), potato masak lemak, and fried brinjal with tomato and onion salad. And ohh, not forgetting is the fragrant rice mixed with raisin, sausages and sliced carrot.
From left: Ayana, Shida, Sato and Samitha. Shida was together with us during our job training stint early this year.
For a person whose grandfather is a Sinhalese, it was like a dream come true to have Sinhalese food cooked by pure Sri Lankans. All this while, I only tasted them from my grandma and Mom's cooking, but they aren't as pure as Amma and Samitha haha! Mom, if you read this, don't kecil hati okay? Your pumpkin and Sinhalese nasi lemak is still the best *hehehe*
For a big fan of Sinhalese and Indian food like me, I can't help but to ask for second serving. I might have gone for the third, but too bad my gigi sakit on that faithful day haha!
I suggested to Ayana to board the train with the sari, but she insisted. So, in the middle of the street, without bothering the passing pedestrians, these ladies stripped just like that haha! And you know, a piece of sari is not short and guess what happened when they took off the sari for Ayana?
Traffic jam haha!
And that was our half-day gathering at Samitha's place. We had a second round at our senior, Eranga's house later that evening. His house is so super huge that I guess it is three times the one I'm living right now. Time to move to a new place, maybe? But I just moved into my current place like less than half a year. I better stop babbling about my house, which is not related to this entry at all haha!
Thanks for reading this short but funny (← self declare one) entry!
Thanks for reading this short but funny (← self declare one) entry!
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