BORED AS HELL
I have a freaking good right hand. I love working with it, doing stuff with it. But there are times I can’t rely on my right hand. I have to use my left hand which is weird. Have you ever written down a prose or anything with your left hand? It doesn’t feel right. Well hello? I’m talking about you’re basic preference here, If you’re left handed try writing down something with your right hand and try to feel it. Feel it good. (more…)
Too ugly to be a hand model
I’ve never been a fan of red polish but even I have to admit that I’m totally loving this one from OPI called Chick Flick Cherry. Meowrrr…
Next on my list: red lipstick! I got my eye on you, MAC Prussian Red.
I don’t know why I suddenly have this thing for red. I’ve always preferred the cool colors of the spectrum so this unusual craving for red is really making me feel weird. Holy shit! Is this menopause? O_O
I finally got the chance to speak with Gerd and he shared very bad news. Alyssa lost in her school’s competition! I think it was for a poem recital. She reminds me so much of when I was younger. I was always a contestant in declamation and story-telling contests and I always win first place. Always. True story.
Gerd was telling me how she had everything down pat when she was practicing at home but when she went up on the stage, she just froze. My poor baby got stage fright. She was able to deliver the piece but she spoke so softly the judges can barely hear her. Awww.
Her daddy promised her a Barbie doll house if she wins but she lost so I told Gerd to give her a smaller prize instead so she won’t feel discouraged and also to show that we are proud that she was able to finish her piece. I’m hoping that she wants the doll house bad enough to overcome her stage fright.
This pic was taken the night before she left for the Philippines. I was talking to her while she slept, telling her that I love her very much and that even if I am not with her, I will always be in her heart and in her brain (that’s what she told me, LOL).
I miss my baby girl. 
BURGERS (can’t think of a witty title)
I’ve been a burger lover for as long as I can remember, even longer. My mom recalls when I was around six or seven years old. I can eat two tropical hut hamburgers while she could only eat one. Yes I know, one day when I am old and weak, my love will come back to kill me, but hey. At least I’ll die happy and contented right? (more…)
I pick scabs during commercial breaks
Man, it’s FUH-REEEZING! And it’ll be even colder in the following days. To top it off, Mike Woods said there will be about two to three inches of snow tomorrow too. It’s so unfair! How come the west coast gets to enjoy temps in the 70’s? Haihechu!
Also, have you guys seen the Slap-Chop commercial? Fast forward to the 50 second mark. Wait for eeet…
“You’re gonna love my nuts!” Heh, that’s what he said.
Blogger interrupted
Blogging is temporarily suspended due to the American Idol premiere and will resume tomorrow. In the meantime, here’s something to tide you over.
Excellent! Better than mama
Sometimes I get into one of these moods where I pretend that I’m hosting a cooking show. I do the dialogue, giving tips on how to marinade or how to chop ingredients correctly. I also share trivia about whatever dish I’m cooking. The only thing I don’t do is put on an apron because I think they only look good when Gerd is the one wearing them. Yummeh!
Tonight I felt like channeling the cooking sage that is Cooking Mama.
Dinner is served!
Ladies and gentlemen, I present Anne’s Cajun Tilapia Fillet. Only took me 15 minutes to cook it which is great since I’m always hungry by the time I get home and there’s always nothing to eat since I’m the master chef at home. The photo doesn’t do justice to how vibrant the colors of this dish are. *shakes head* I swear I’m gonna get me a Nikon D90.
I marinated the tilapia fillets in Cajun sauce then pan-seared them. I’m very careful in cooking fish because it can overcook easily and I want my fish to be really juicy, as you can see in the pic. Also, overcooking makes the meat tough, which is a no-no. You can do several variations of this dish. You can broil, bake or grill the fish if you’d like. But as I said, I was in a hurry so I just pan-seared it.
When it was done, I plated it and drizzled olive oil on it. Oh, and please don’t say E-V-O-O. I get so annoyed listening to Rachel Ray. I think she’s OA. I like her recipes but I don’t like her. Whatever. So add a little olive oil, steamed veggies and my super secret Cajun sauce and you’re done! You can add mashed potatoes, mushrooms or whatever sides you want. I’m trying to eat healthier so no rice or potatoes for me. Boohoo.
Another reason why I’m trying to eat healthy is because of what happened last night. See, I bought these yummy mini eclairs. You know, the ones with the cream filling? They were really good and I thought it would be a fantastic idea if I took a picture of them and shared it with you. So I bite into one and take a photo. Only, it came out blurred. So I take another one and bite into it. This time I adjusted the setting of the camera and took a pic but I didn’t like how it came out unappetizing so I took another eclair and bit into it. You can see where this is going. Long story short, I finished all the eclairs without getting a decent pic. So sad. But if I had a Nikon D90 I could have just eaten one freaking eclair and gotten an awesome picture! Somebody please give me a D90!
In other news, I can’t help but count down the days til April. I’m getting so excited just thinking about it! And a little nervous too. Can’t wait!
THREE YEARS TO GO
People are talking about prophecies of Nostradamus and the Mayans that the world as we know it, will end on the year 2012 and I can see why they’re freaked out. Before the Mayan civilization ended, they predicted that the world will end on December 23, 2012. Then a couple of thousand of years after that, Nostradamus predicted the world will end in 2012. Is it a coincidence? I think not! (more…)
Better than microwave dinners
Granny is my aunt’s neighbor. She’s originally from Poland and she always brings us this dish. I don’t really know what you call it but it’s good! I shall name it…Polish Pasta!
You’ll need the following:
Melt butter in a pan and add finely-chopped onions to it. You’d want to make sure that there is enough butter to kinda caramelize the onions. Not even sure if that’s the correct term but that’s what I call browned onions that taste sweet so there. While you’re waiting for the onions you can start cooking the pasta. I prefer using bow ties but you can use whatever you want.
You see how the onions look transparent? That’s how you tell that the onions are cooked but for this dish, we want them to be brown. So by now your pasta’s cooked and you’re just waiting for the onions to be ready. Drain the pasta and add the cottage cheese.
Then you can add the onions but remove any excess butter as we don’t want the dish to be too oily.
The onions are darker in real life, it’s just that our kitchen has bright lighting. Just mix up all the ingredients and add salt and pepper to taste. If you like onions you can use more, if you hate them then use less. Like I said, you can cook this dish the way you like it but I’ve always found that two onions is just right for the flavors not to overpower each other and instead work together.
And here is the Polish pasta. Tadaaah!
The only hard part about making this dish is chopping up the onions. Sniff.
Jinggam bells
I forgot to show you the Christmas card that mama sent me. It’s one of those three-fold cards. The kind that has a lot of words printed on it. The kind that you’ll read only the first three lines before putting it back on the rack to find a less brain-taxing card. This is why I usually go for the funny cards. Or the colorful cartoony ones.
*plays Silent Night, Holy Night*
The cover reads:
“Daughter, This Christmas
I Want You to Know
What a Special Person
I Think You Are
Daughter, you are beautiful;
you fill me up with joy.
Within you is an ideal,
a voice of youth,
and a promise of achievement
still to come.
Within your hands
are special gifts and talents.
Within your mind is the
source of your dreams…”
The inside flap reads:
“Within you, Daughter,
is he strength to carry
your dreams to completion.
Within your heart is the desire
to meet the world on your own terms,
and I never doubt that you will.
You are strong; you are wise;
you have a dream.
You have a spirit and confidence
I never knew;
you have faith.
You are your own person,
and you always will be.
Within you is something
so precious and rare.
Within you is the promise
of the future,
and I believe in you.
-Jean Lamey
I Love You So Much…
Merry Christmas”
While I was reading it, I had a vision of my mom at a card store? I dunno. That store in SM. What’s the name? Whatever. Oh wait! I got it! National Book Store! So I can see her reading the card, trying to decide which is the one she liked best. The image was so vivid it was weird. And I’m pretty sure my mom wrote like a hundred words on the card. If you know my mom you know she likes writing long letters. So I gently pull back the inside flap and there it was, in all it’s shining glory. The heart of the card:
Tadaaah!
Yes folks. No need to transcribe. It’s all there. Mom of few words. This card is a real winner. My mom is hilarious!
Not.
