Survival Of The Fittest

I had reunion dinner yesterday at my parents’ place.

I just had reunion dinner at my grandparents-in-law’s place.

They were a great difference.

I was stuffed at my parents’ place, enjoying the luxury of picking up the last few pieces of meat and vegetables while I didn’t really have a good meal at my in-laws place.

Not that the food at my in-laws’ wasn’t good. In fact, we had great food. We had steamboat and we had many people crowding over one stove. It was pretty difficult to try to grab anything to eat without putting up a fight.

In the end, I decided to move aside and let the rest battle for food.

I learned something from the lesson. If I am to organize a reunion dinner next time, I will not have a steamboat session unless I have plenty of stoves.