My daughters flew in from Chicago and New York respectively to celebrate Mother's Day a couple of weekends early. Just as well, as it would have been too hot in Dallas this weekend to serve their lovingly curated feast in our library with every window opened to let in the delightful afternoon breeze.
Every treat was homemade, from the Victoria sponge cake to the smoked salmon sandwiches. Along with the scrumptious scones and sandwiches, there were Singaporean delights like kueh dada and kueh lapis, served in the yellow enamel tiffin carrier that my mother handed down to me.
My mother would have enjoyed this elaborate afternoon tea and been tickled pink at the finesse of her granddaughters' lavish spread. She would have rated it high above our regular afternoon tea spots like the Tanglin Club and the Goodwood Hotel in Singapore!
I am grateful on this Mother's Day for my mother and my daughters, for their undying love, influence, guidance and care, and for the beauty and joy they bring into my life!
Happy Mother's Day!
Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
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