Chasen Dreams

After my boylet put the ring on it, I thought it would be  unfair to have a pizza all-you-can Saturday.   Because of my laziness (and my fondness for pizza), munching two pan pizzas has been a weekend habit.  Okay…I know it’s unhealthy.  Last Saturday instead of dialing 911-1111, I brought my version of I will marry you Chicken aka chicken and mushroom in butter and lemon sauce in his apartment.  Why did I call it I will marry you chicken? Nothing…just for the heck of relating it to my engagement.lol.   Anything with mushroom is my boylet’s favorite.  Actually, kare kare is his favorite dish. However, I wanted to cook something simple…hmmm...…okay, I frowned at the idea of cooking ox tail for forty eight years or until it becomes tender!   The TGIF with Atty. Mitch and her gang did not allow me to have the luxury of time to cook intricate dish, but, it made me include voice lessons in my bucket list.  That would make me n...

I wanted to make this post literary and verbose but I'm quite excited to share what happened last night. I said YES!!!  

Two weeks ago, my beef caldereta was rated  “edible”  by  Dan, my boylet.  Although, my feelings got hurt, my palate agreed.  It was sour and the meat was not that tender although I cooked it for forty-eight years. To justify my output,  it was my first time to cook beef caldereta. Atty. Honey introduced me to this “dai ako matugot” attitude.    So, yesterday, I cooked my new and revised caldereta.  It was my comeback masterpiece .    However, I changed my juror.  It’s not because I found my boylet’s judgment tainted with bias but simply because I cooked it on a Tuesday and he was not around.   I appointed Atty. Jaja to be the juror and photographer.  (For me, taking photos is more difficult than slicing onion.  Of course, cleaning the kitchen is the thorniest part!)  And her verdict…she said it was yummy…after I told her that the dish gave me eyebags! Lol.  If you think Atty. ...

Welcome to my blog site!!!  It’s been a  gazillion years  since I last  blogged.   In fact, right now, I do not know what to write.  I am just constrained by my bucket list.   So, bear with  my poor construction.  Lol.   As far as I can remember, my blogs on the defunct Friendster were stories of love, lost, pain and teenage emo stuff.  That’s the reason  why I did not bother to recover them.   In this blog site, I’ll be expecting myself to write about food, people and my “contraband” (Please allow me to advertise).  Before you become misled by  my blog name, I would like you to know that I’m not a chef…not even a wannabe.   I’m artistically challenged.  I  cannot cut strawberries.  Do not expect for outstanding photos too.   I just love to transform raw food to something edible.   Yes, I said edible!!!  On the side, I will try to feature p...