"Really ah? Luncheon meat is banned? I didn't know," said Jim at our Christmas Eve gathering.
"I actually have a can of Maling luncheon meat in the house," said Jo, whose home we gathered at for the quiet potluck dinner.
"We'll trade you these two cans of caviar for one of your Maling," one of us said in jest. And we started discussing the merits of other brands of luncheon meat.
We spent the evening ploughing through the food and playing Taboo and Pictionary (the old-school first edition one without the extra moves like drawing with your left hand), and laughed till we were almost asthmatic. The kids were in the room watching High School Musical 2, leaving the adults to draw badly and try to psyche each other out.
Good food, lovely wine, love and laughter, and the company of old friends. May your Christmas blessed with these and more.
Postscript: Just to clarify, the China luncheon meat brands are banned, not the rest. But then the China ones are the ones Singaporeans devour the most.
