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That Friend 12: Bland Fried Rice

“The rice is tasteless that’s why my son spit it out,” she said.

No, sounds like your child deserves a spanking.

Sorry if my non GMO and low GI egg fried rice is not to your son’s liking.

Ladies and gentlemen, so this was the trigger point for being strike off from my list of mummy and child play date.

I love parties. I love attending them but I prefer organising them.

She was one of the mummies in a mummy group that seemed ok. The first time we met, we were all pregnant. Almost everyone is younger in the mummy group but she seemed nice enough. I though it is a blessing to be able to have a conversation with women going through the same phase.

Somehow I think she thinks we are on the same boat because I had post natal depression whereas she has long term depression.

She invited my family over for her son’s birthday party last year but I was shocked we were the only ones that showed up.

She said she bought food for dinner. Curry fish head, Chili squid, vegetable and three packets of rice. THREE packet of rice for FOUR adults.

“Oh I don’t have enough rice. What shall I do,” she asked.

Isn’t it common sense to cook rice if you have guests coming over for a meal? You can buy meat and vegetable dishes but you cook your own white rice. Every Asian household has a rice cooker and a sack of uncooked rice underneath in a cabinet. It’s not like we are having pizza.

If she had the courtesy and generosity of a good host she should cook more or buy the appropriate amount of rice or offer her guests the rice.

Awkward silence…

I said it is ok. We don’t eat much rice. My husband and I can share a packet.

I didn’t dare to eat much because every dish looked like it’s only enough for two. Plus her husband look like he can eat for three. Hence, I went back home hungry and ate instant noodles.

Maybe she’s still young and haven’t hosted much but to be honest, you know you are not that young if you are in your early 30s right?

When the occasion arises, I decided to invite her for a play date I was hosting. I usually arrange play dates with other mummies in the group whom she is not close to.

I prepared a whole rice cooker of egg fried rice, four types of finger food, topshell, century egg in cold dish style and I ordered a sushi platter, porridge and dessert as well.

Thing is, I rather overfeed my guests by preparing more food than let my guests go hungry. From my experience hosting home parties, I can safely say a lot of people don’t feed their guests.

Other mummies at the play date were annoyed she showed up empty handed and asked her to pay for some stuff.

She came, announced she is pregnant with her second child, shared her due date and left in a hurry after eating.

Maybe she is telling other people right now that my food is bad, it wasn’t even my home because it is in the function room and she will not attend anymore.

If my party with bland fried rice is a bad one then it’s easy, you are not invited in future anymore. It is not my responsibility to teach you manners.

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