Some pics from Aidil Adha spent at my grandmother’s. Iman spent half of the night talking to my uncle about piping in Singapore while I searched for a villa to rent for next year’s family gathering in France.
An advanced dinner for my brother since he wouldn’t be in town for his birthday. Since it was so last minute, Iman and I arrived later. By that time, my dad was gone for rehearsal. If there is one thing I hate about Seoul Garden, it isn’t the spread but leaving with the smell on your hair and clothes.
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