I woke up this morning to find this bowl of glutinous rice balls in the kitchen. Then I remembered that today is Tung Chik (Tang Chik), or the Winter Solstice. My aunt was no where in sight, most probably had gone off for her morning walk somewhere, but she had already prepared the glutinous rice balls and offered them to the deities around the house. I scooped up two of the rice balls with my spoon and tried them. Mmm, very smooth and nice. The syrup's not too sweet or over-powering too. Just right for my palate. Happy Tung Chik, everybody. Here's looking forward to the next year!