After my must-have morning coffee, I made my way to the office. It was a Friday morning, the office was still quiet as many of my colleagues had yet to stream in.
However, it was not the run-of-the-mill Friday. Tables were already set up outside the lift lobby along with banners shouting "Hearty Brekie". It was the annual charity breakfast that would see fellow office workers donned on their aprons, cooked up a storm in their kitchen and brought their wares for sale.
"Thank you for coming so early to help," said Mrs Poon. "Please help to pack the food like we have done last year."
She then rushed down to pick up the plastic bags from her car. The rest of us organised ourselves and started to pack the food like clockwork.
Before long, our food stall was open for business. The lift lobby was milling with people and buzzing with activities.
"How much?" One potential customer asked.
"$10 for the pumpkin cake and $3 for the glutinous rice." We chorused.
"Give me 1 of each."
A deal was closed.
At the end of the charity breakfast, the accounts were tallied. Lo and behold, Mrs Poon's stall racked in the highest sale! This was a testament to her exceptional culinary skills.
Food is so primal, so essential a part of our lives. I would say the way to a person's (not just man's) heart is through the stomach.
As the Irish idiom goes "Laughter is the brightest where the food is best.", we are in for a treat again. We will have the three things that are needed for a good life - good friends, good food and good song.
Thank you Mrs Poon!