30-DAY BLOGGING CHALLENGE
DAY 25: A RECIPE
Just because I’m getting married, doesn’t mean I know how to cook. True story. Of all the things I could have acquired from my mother, the talent or skill in cooking I did not get. Not that I don’t know how to cook at all, but you get what I mean. I can boil an egg, cook rice (on gas stove or rice cooker), fry a few things, but not as good as my mother does. Perhaps the most decent meal I can cook without anyone’s assistance is spaghetti in tomato sauce. For us, my Mom makes mean pasta. In fact, one of her specialties is her famous baked macaroni. For today, I will share with you one of Mom’s basic recipe for spaghetti in tomato sauce. I have only cooked this once or twice in my entire life, so please bear with me.
For this recipe, you will need:
- garlic
- onions
- spaghetti noodles
- tomato sauce
- tomato paste
- ground meat (beef or pork)
- hotdogs
- laurel leaf
- salt
- pepper
- sugar
- water
- cooking oil
You may be wondering why I didn’t add the measurement for each ingredient. That is because I am not sure myself on the ratio and proportion of these, on how much one cooking will yield. So anyway, here’s how we make our Filipino-style spaghetti:
- Cook spaghetti noodles according to package instructions.
- Sauté garlic and onions in a sauce pan.
- Add ground meat for about ten minutes until it’s rendering fat. At this point, we take out the juice excreted from the meat so it’s less oily. Add the pre-cooked hotdogs.
- We then add the tomato sauce, tomato paste, and water. Add laurel leaf, salt, and pepper to taste. Let it simmer for about ten minutes.
- Place cooked spaghetti sauce over noodles, top with lots of cheese, and serve.
That’s basically it. I know, I know. You don’t have to tell me how much of a terrible cook I am. I am well aware of that, my friend. I also know that I bored you with this post, thus I’ll leave you with this recipe I found from my old blog:
Totally narcissistic, eh? I’m kidding! At least I made you all laugh in the end. ;)
Good thing you didn’t put the narcissistic recipe before the pasta or I would’ve stopped reading this haha kidding :) It would be really hard to practice cooking if your mom is qualified as a master chef contestant.
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HAHAHA! This is a “waley” slash “sabaw” post. =))
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Hihi. Perhaps you could’ve asked her for the lasagna. That’s my favorite, you know :D
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You mean my mother? She hasn’t perfected her lasagna as much as her baked macaroni eh!
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Nyak! haha
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