It would have been my parents’ 52nd wedding anniversary today. Mum and I woke up early to try to beat the heat to visit Papa. Every time I visit, I feel like we made the right decision to go for the memorial park, it was so beautiful and peaceful. Yes, extremely hot but the open views and slight breeze made it better. The small cactus that sis brought last time is still there, surprisingly. And flourishing. I watered it. May be next time I’ll bring a small spade and actually plant it underneath Papa’s plaque.
Lunch at the food court, went to the market and we were home by 2pm.
Bought a whole oxtail for braising. 1hr in the oven and then I plan to leave it overnight in the vacuum pot. For tomorrow. Hopefully it’s good.