Listening to the Christmas albums from my childhood on you tube brings back a flood of memories.
There's Ray Connif which my neighbour's used to blast from their house next door, lovely christmasy feelings and such sweet memories.
Jim Reeve's is on now, that's another old time favourite, I can smell the aroma of the pineapple jam cooking on the stove and the voice of Enyak singing along to the tune while we take turns scrapping the papaya for the stuffed chillies which will be used for our pickles and the lemons coated in salt and all these would dry out in the sun for days.
The pickle queen was my grandmother, Florence Gomes - (affectionately know as auntie Chiding) - my grandmother made the best pickels, not to mention all the traditional Portuguese dishes. She also sewed all our clothes and curtains.
When it rained all of us rushing outside to bring in the stuff that was drying out in the sun, it was very tedious work getting ready for Christmas, the prepping, the washing, although the children were not included in the decorating of the tree. I still recall, the tree only went up on the 22nd or 23rd of December.
The new curtains would be strung on the 24th morning, than preparations for the cooking.
We always attended Christmas mid-night mass on the eve, when we got home we feasted on pork totters cooked with salted preserved cabbage, this dish always tasted so much better two days later.
Lunch was a grand feast of roasted beef, chicken, pork, curry devil, pongteh, sebak, chup chye and an egg, lettuce, onion, cucumber layered salad.
There were lots of cookies and cakes, kuih ros, kuih boluh, wagek, dodol, pineapple tarts, sugi cake, chocolate cake, butter cake, fruit cake and sugi.
The radiogram would be playing Christmas songs all day and all night
We had the best Christmas growing up.