Besides the extensive menu of fish (it's important to eat, supposed to be good for the upcoming year), pork, chicken, and other stuff I'm incapable of translating, we watched football and drank a lot of apple cider (which my cousins got for us as they drank Taiwan Beer, yet at the end of the night, everyone was drinking apple cider because let's face it... it tastes way better than beer). We did come up with the realization that once our parents are gone... none of us know how to cook Chinese food the way they do. That's going to be a sad day but probably remedied by a lot of take-out from fobby Chinese restaurants.
Now the tradition of lucky red envelope or hong baos is you stop receiving once you're married and have to give a red envelope once you are married to the single children. So we gave my thirteen year old cousin a small red envelope for the new year and scored with Jordan who left with five red envelopes! He didn't care for the green inside, but he sure loved those red envelopes this morning! He's meticulously inspecting each one before tasting them, and he decided that wealth tastes bittersweet.
Gong Xi Fa Tsai! Good fortune and propserity and hopes for a dragon Phillips baby, though a snake would be okay too...as my uncle reminded my recently married cousin and her husband they had three more months to make a dragon baby!
The lucky platter of fruit and Chinese candies and nuts
Our Chinese New Year meal!
My racist cousins. Note Cindy told her husband to put up a peace sign, then advised him to squint his eyes. Yes, that's my family folks.