Notions (Reminiscing)

My sister fried chin-chin yesterday. This is the first time I'm a part of preparing the bakeries for more than a decade.

Then, we always made chin-chin for Christmas. That was the main Christmas snack. My mother would indulge us in preparing the barter. I didn't exactly knew what was being used, but I was the helping hand.

What I remember vividly is that after mixture of the barter, we would use a smooth bottle instead of a Rolling pin to spread the barter. Every one of is was assigned a barter and a bottle to dice. I would be busy eating from my barter and tryna make the diced barter to be as equal as possible. I was also reprimanded for eating the barter, but could you blame me? It was tasty

From there, my mom would start frying the already diced barter and I would be hovering around the kitchen seeking to get a taste before it's fully done. My mother would shout for us to get away before there would be an accident.
Soon, the chin-chin would be done, with a little given to us and the rest kept aside so for it to be enough for the holidays. My mom'd always package it and hide so that our wandering hands won't find where it was hidden.

The good old days. Unfortunately, no chin-chin was made after the demise of my mother. We'd buy chin-chin quite alright, but it was always ordered. It got to an extent when we even stopped ordering. Christmas then was always fun, cos of the outings during the season.

P.S: I should add that my habit of eating the barter has not stopped as I was indulging myself in the one my sister mixed yesterday.....