13 February: Sesame balls

Yesterday, we woke up to a message on our answering machine.  It was my aunt, calling from my grandma’s house: “Cooooome and get it!”  In our family, on Chinese New Year’s Eve that means one thing: freshly homemade sesame balls!

My family benefits from the many years that my grandparents owned a shop in Chinatown.  At New Year’s Eve, people used to line up down the block to pick up their goodies from our shop.  My 7-year-old self sometimes helped decorate some of the packages but now I wonder if they ever actually sold any of mine, or just let me help to keep me busy…

Anyhow, now that my grandma’s retired, I have her sesame ball-making skills ALL TO MYSELF! MWA HA HA!