Yeah. It was on the day of Christmas that we had those visitors. Sorry for using 'we', my parents were not around, neither my siblings nor anybody. I couldn't send the visitors away without preparing "a little something" for them. Yes! That was what I told them. I asked what I should offer and they insisted on "anything". Before I forget, they were 3 in number. One was my Dad's partner in work together with his wife. The other was a third street neighbour. Ehn! The one you call 'alatojubo'.
Being a lazy guy who doesn't know how to cook, I googled out both 'how to make fried rice and the ingredients in making it'. I quickly plugged the cooker and set into action. After pouring half a litre of groundnut oil in a pot, I waited for the oil to do 'shin-shin' and I added 3 onions which I cut into three halves each. I added 3 teaspoonful of ground pepper and 5 cubes of maggi. After these exercise, I poured in 8 cups of rice only to realize I haven't added seasoning, salt, theme, curry and colouring. I quickly did justice to all these and added 2 litres of water. After about 45 minutes, I opened the pot and found out the water was too much. I poured out little. After about another 20 minutes, I perceived a smell that the rice was burning but when I opened the pot, there was still water. I poured out the water again and by this time, most of the colouring had gone out with the water. After another 15 minutes, I mixed the rice with a big spoon but to my utter dismay, the rice was so soft that it was like porridge. By this time, the visitors had waited for a long time and were talking about going soon (indirectly asking for the food). I had to run away using the back door.
That was the Christmas rice I prepared.