2.21.2011

Fragrant Beginnings

I was on the verge of giving up... I came to a point where I was starting to question the decisions I have made - I wanted to go back to being a salaried professional. In short, I was starting to think that my niche in this world is to commit to a 9-hour job and to taking care of my daughter and husband. I was starting to think that network marketing was not for me, at least not yet.

But now, I feel so blessed that a new opportunity came at my doorstep at just the right time: 3 days before I am scheduled to try my luck as an honored (but poorly compensated) office worker. January 13 marked a new beginning for me. It was when I decided to try my skills in becoming a perfume consultant/distributor.

Within 5 weeks, I can say that I have achieved more than I was able to achieve on my first attempt at starting a business of my own. I am also looking forward to a lot of greater things to come. With me and my husband on the forefront of this battle, along with trusted colleagues who are just as determined to hit it big , I have regained my confidence and composure that I have indeed made the right decision to leave my comfort zone that I know by the name employment and to venture into a totally unknown and unfamiliar field.

A friend of mine said that the road to success is always under construction. The road may be narrow, unfamiliar, scary, and difficult to pass through, but I know that my dreams are at the end of this path that I have decided to take.

1.11.2011

Living the Dream

I cannot remember when it started, but all I know is that if I had a lot of money, my greatest dream (aside from being a successful housewife) is to have my own restaurant. I even have the concept for it, I just don't have the skills, expertise, and of course the resources to set it up.

That is why for now, my restaurant is our kitchen, and my customers are my mother, husband, and daughter. Last Christmas eve, I started honing my culinary skills by trying to bake a chocolate cake and cooking Kare-Kare for the first time. Everything went well, I guess.

Earlier, I tried to cook another dish. And before I forget, I am going to put the recipe on record because my mom and husband, and even my 5-year old daughter loved it. Some may call it pacham (pachambahan), but this is my own version of the infamous potato soup:

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Chelle's Home-Made Bacon, Mushroom and Potato Soup

4 cloves garlic, minced
2 medium onion, sliced
4 pcs medium-sized potato, cut into cubes
250g bacon, sliced or cut into small pieces
1 big can mushroom (slices or pieces and stems)
1 small can of milk
1/4 cheese
2 cups water
2 tbsp cornstarch mixed with 2 tbsp water
salt and pepper to taste

Preparation:
1. Saute the bacon until it becomes golden brown. Set aside and leave the oil on the pan.
2. Using the oil from the bacon, saute the garlic and the onion. Add the potatoes and cook for 5 to 10 minutes.
3. Add the mushroom and bacon and cook for another 5 minutes.
4. Add the milk, cheese and water. Bring to a boil.
5. Add the cornstarch mixture.
6. Add salt and pepper to taste.


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I know I do not have any formal culinary training or experience, and if I am fortunate to be able to live my dream of becoming a restaurant owner in the future, I'll definitely include this (or an improved version) on my menu. I know that it will take at least a few years before I become capable of starting my dream restaurant. So for now, I'll just live my dream by preparing sumptuous meals for my loved ones. 

1.09.2011

Bawal Magkasakit!

9 days and still counting... I am still sick and I can't take it. Good thing I do not have to go on  9-6 job and I get to stay at home. I have nothing else to blame but the fumes from the fireworks on New Year's Eve. I should have just followed my instincts and stayed inside the house rather than feast on the colorful lights and the deafening sounds that we are so accustomed to have to welcome the new year.

Where did this tradition come from anyway? Probably I'm going to Google the answer later on, but for now I'm wishing that in the future, we can think of alternative ways to spend the new year without fearing the consequences of such seemingly harmless instruments.

For now, probably for the next few years, I will stick with what I am used to... I am never going out of the house on New Year's eve ever again unless Manila is declared a fireworks-free city. I will just be contented to bang a spoon or a fork on a metal pot cover to make some noise around the house, and I am just going to east my eyes on the fireworks display that will be shown on the television.

I will feel better in a few days, but I will never forget the lesson I've learned the hard way during the onset of 2011. I don't want to be sick again on the first few days of a new year.