I should try this sometime! ๐Ÿ˜€

Decaf White

Once again this year, Iโ€™ve had requests for my Vodka Christmas Cake recipe so here goes. Please keep in your files as I am beginning to get tired of typing this up every year! (Made mine this morning!!!!) 1 cup sugar, half pound butter, 1 tsp. baking powder, 1 cup water, 1 tsp. salt , 1 cup brown sugar, Lemon juice, 4 large eggs, Nuts, 1โ€ฆโ€ฆbottle Vodka, 2 cups dried fruit 4 cups self raising fl
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Sample a cup of Vodka to check quality. Take a large bowl, check the Vodka again to be sure it is of the highest quality then Repeat. Turn on the electric mixer. Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add 1 teaspoon of sugar. Beat again. At this point, it is best to make sure the Vodka is still OK. Try another cup just in case. Turn off the mixererโ€ฆ

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A Pretty Prize

3 bracelets aynaM’s little sister turned seven last Sunday and she had a Lalaloopsy party with select friends. Only on the very day, by the time M’s mom arrived from the grocery and the cake stores was I told about my role in the kiddie party. Of course I knew I would have to help in setting up the table, preparing the prizes, blowing balloons, and all other party preliminaries. What I didn’t know was that I was to host the party games! ๐Ÿ˜€

Thanks a whole lot to my boyfriend for volunteering meย (actually). HAHAHA He’s craaazzzyyy!ย But I had to admit I actually had fun with the little lalaloopsy-crazed ladies. I felt much younger at least for two hours. So, it’s true – the older you get, the more you miss your childhood. ๐Ÿ™‚

I wouldn’t have wished for any form of pay for hosting, a thank-you would’ve been enough, but why should I refuse a pretty little prize? HeHeHe! So I got a prize from M’s mom, a bracelet slash bangle! And I swear I love it. Yeyyy, thanks Tita! ๐Ÿ™‚

 

A Pretty Prize

Hurray to my Chicken Pesto Cream!

pesto_02I got another five-star remark from brother, and I’m “deeeyyyymmm” proud! ๐Ÿ˜€

And by the way, I really didn’t intend this to be a foodie blog, but since my brother had challenged my cooking skills, I’d rather post photos of my kitchen outputs. HEHEHE!

And I’d love M to try this because he loves pesto! ๐Ÿ™‚

 

Hurray to my Chicken Pesto Cream!

Beef Salpicao My-Style

After a couple of weeks, I did cook again! This time I triedย Beef Salpicao, which is one of M’s favorite beef recipes. But he’s not here anyway so he quite missed my first trial of his favorite dish, and maybe that’s a good thing in a way. ๐Ÿ˜€

And since I’m well aware that my cooking skills still need serious honing, I know better to always start with the simpler versions of every recipe I choose. Clickย hereย for the recipe. ๐Ÿ™‚

b.saplicao

That decorative leaf there is a bitter gourd/ampalaya (in Filipino) leaf. I actually didn’t plan a plate presentation for this but something funny and stupid happened.

I was rummaging through the price-tagged packs of basil leaves looking for the cheapest since I needed only 15 grams. I found one priced 12 pesos, and after a quick check on the leaves which seemed good enough to my poor cooking standards, I tossed the cheap pack into my grocery basket. Then, after having gathered all the ingredients for Chicken Pesto Cream (which was supposedly the recipe for tonight), and as I was about to bend the first leaf off a stem, I realized it didn’t look anything like a basil leaf! My brains went, “Oh nononononono…!” Well, yes, I got the wrong pack of leaves. The tag said: AMPALAYA LEAVES. Bitter gourd. Suddenly I had to realize that I haven’t known how bitter gourd leaves look like, not until now. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

When I was done searing and tossing my rich-colored flavorful beef sirloin strips, I thought the serving still looked uninteresting. So I sprinkled some sesame seeds. Better, but not much. I decided I should boil half a dozen quail eggs; they should do for a more extravagant decoration. Yet still, my recipe needed one more final touch. And I though, “Let’s make use of those useless leaves.” I really wished I had parsley at least, but tsadaaa…one bitter gourd leaf should do! ๐Ÿ˜€

HURRAY, my judges said it was, “Okay!”, plus a little compliment. At least I didn’t get poker faces! HAHAHA ๐Ÿ˜€

 

Beef Salpicao My-Style

Rule: Don’t shop for food when your tummy is full.

Don’t shop for food when your tummy is full. That’s just another golden rule that every time-conscious human being should add to the list.

Today, 2 PM (2 hours ago). It was long past lunchtime and my brother had demanded I stand up and pause my game (SimCity) so we could go out for lunch. I was stubbornly unwilling to follow because I’ve waited some precious minutes for my game energy to load up and besides that, I was badly hooked to the thrill going on in Steig Larsson’s The Girl Who Played With Fire. Anyway, I did stand up. And I brought the novel with me to the eatery. ๐Ÿ˜€

BUT before we went out, I had to empty my cup of coffee if I didn’t want it boringly cold. I instantly got full; I felt my digestive tank bulging. So at the eatery, I had to take my meal really slow if I didn’t want untimely, unwanted, and shameful regurgitation. It was torture. I had grilled pork and a cup of rice, plus one stick of pork barbeque, which my brother added without my request. I am always grateful to God for always providing food even at the worst-case scenarios of my wallet. But that meal I just had was seriously hard to push down. I knew I barely got space in my caffeine-filled tummy, but I couldn’t waste what brother had to pay for. Besides, it was good food after all. ๐Ÿ˜€

Then, to the grocery. To shop for food. Deyyym, the brains gone with the appetite for everything tasty!ย We couldn’t think of anything we want to cook or eat, or even just to nibble. No cravings. No good food seemed enticing. So we ended up with the usual basket of chicken wings, canned tuna, canned corned beef, and coffee.

But I was so glad I was able to buy my bath soap and this toothpaste I’ve been wanting to try! HAHAHA ๐Ÿ˜€

Rule: Don’t shop for food when your tummy is full.