It was my 9th weeks of apples packing with K&Mclean packhouse. My hands are now officially numb, senseless and immune to the cut of the freaking boxes. That is how a man's hands suppose to be anyway, rough and tough.
With the apple packing season coming near to its end. We have to bid farewell almost every week. Luz, a hongkies from our accommodation and Jane, a Taiwanese of the other house are the lucky one this week. We all decided to throw a crossover potluck party at their place.
凉畔粉丝，a hit dish in every of our farewell. Have always been the favourite of all, but fail to impress tonight. Perhaps too much chilli ?
Hand Made Dumplings.
My version of hand made dumplings. A twisted dumpling with a Xiao Long Bao looks.
Claypot chicken rice for those who miss home.
Soupy Bak Kut Teh from Agnes, the boss.
Lots of culinary goodness to satisfy gluttons like me.
Lots of which I know will only meet once in a life time. That's when people comes people goes.We share the happiness and fun together and we wish each other best of luck when bid farewell. Thanks god, there is facebook to keep in touch.
Some crazy moments.
And some lovely memories.
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