Ku-Poh

We've been visiting Ku-Poh every night for the past week, while at hospital, while at home. We sent her on her final journey today.

I will always remember Ku-Poh for her culinary skills and generosity. Living just a 5-minute drive away from my home, she has been dropping by with food from time to time as far as I can remember, from my childhood right up till last year. She would ring the door bell and come in for a chat. If we were out, she would come by again later, making sure that we were the happy recipients of the gastronomic delight she had lovingly prepared that day.

My paternal grandfather's youngest sister, Ku-Poh's home was our fourth stop, and in recent years our third stop for visits, on the first day of Chinese New Year. There, we would devour tin after tin of her homemade prawn crackers, a ritual we would repeat year after year. We hope the tradition continues even after her passing. Some of us will miss her goreng pisang, others her curry powder concoction, acar, the list goes on. Most of all, we will miss her loving and caring demeanour. May you rest in peace Ku-Poh.

Photo of Ku-Poh, shot during Chinese New Year 2009.