Above is the CNY goodies table at my grandmother's house. As expected, there was plenty of heated bad for you food all around. Still the food my grandmother cooks tastes best. Probably because its the kind of food I grew up eating, so it will forever taste like coming home.This year the best 红包 didn't come from anyone to me. It was actually the fat 红包 I was able to give my grandmother. It felt great to be able to give her money, to be able to give her something back after all these years. My family isn't the closest of all, but we do things our own way and at the end of it all, we're family.
To me, this means something.