Noodles- Japchae

What is Japchae?

Japchae is a Korean dish so popular and delicious that it was featured at the United Nations Food Festival in 2006. Traditionally defined, Japchae is sweet potato glass noodles with vegetables and meat, but literally it means, “mixed everything,” which makes it pretty tough to screw up!

Japchae Ingredients

Here’s what you’ll need:

• 1/2 pound of extra-lean, RBST-free sirloin
• 12 ounces of Korean vermicelli
• a handful of thinly sliced shitake mushrooms
• 1 cup each of julienned white onion, carrot, and cucumber
• 1 thinly sliced red pepper
• 5 tablespoons of soy sauce
• 3 tablespoons of sesame oil
• 1 tablespoon of honey
• 3 cloves of minced garlic
• 1 tablespoon of minced ginger
• salt and ground pepper
• sesame seeds

Alternative Japchae Ingredients

There’s a lot of room in this recipe for flexibility, so be creative with your ingredients. If you like spinach or green onions, toss ’em in! If you’re a vegetarian, skip the beef. And if you’re adventurous, try topping off your Japchae with fish cakes, fried egg, or oyster sauce.

There are four basic elements to this dish: the meat, the vegetables, the noodles, and the sauce.

Prepare the Japchae Noodles

Start by placing your noodles in a bowl of room temperature water to soften – about 30 minutes should work, just so long as the noodles become flexible. Next, it’s time to marinate the beef.

Make a Japchae Marinade

In a small bowl, combine the following: soy sauce, sesame oil, honey, garlic, and minced ginger. Now, this mixture is also going to work as your sauce, so take about half and set it aside for later. If you decide to skip the meat altogether, remember to reduce the amounts of these ingredients by half.

Prepare the Beef

Cut your sirloin into medium-sized strips, about 2 inches across. Resist the urge to stab the beef with a fork, which can cause a loss of juices that keep it moist and tender, and submerge in the soy sauce mixture for about 30 minutes.

Stir Fry the Japchae Ingredients

And now it’s time to fry! In a wok or large pan, add a thin layer of sesame oil and set your heat to medium high. As soon as the oil is hot, toss in your mushrooms and stir fry with a dash of salt, for about 3 minutes. Remove the mushrooms from the pan and set aside for final mixing.

If you’re running short on time, you can always stir fry all your veggies together, but, cooking each ingredient separately will allow each to retain its own unique flavor and color for the final presentation.

Proceed with the onion, carrot, cucumber, and red pepper, adding oil as necessary. Next, stir fry the sirloin until it is no longer red, being sure to discard any marinade that has been in contact with the raw meat.

Stir Fry the Noodles

Remove your softened noodles from the water and cut into smaller pieces, then cook them in a pot of boiling water for 5 to 6 minutes, stirring frequently. Immediately drain and rinse with cold water, then stir fry the noodles in sesame oil for about a minute.

Toss the Japchae Stir Fry in Marinade

As we come down the homestretch, toss your noodles, beef, mushrooms and vegetables with the sauce you set aside earlier, adding salt and pepper to taste. Serve on a flat plate and sprinkle with sesame seeds for a final touch. This recipe should generously make about four servings . JapChae is a great “make-ahead” dish that will keep in your fridge for a couple days, but – I can never wait that long.

Blast of the Battallion

Closed in a fist of an armored battalion was a clamp of overlapping actions

Waves of trees and warmth touch of air breeze gives the feeling of an incoming execution

Staggering moments place me in the crucial reality where I am bound to face the mighty swords of blocks per piece of emotions

I was afraid

Composed of guilt and confusion

Lost and almost gone out of my innate

Headed by galleons, I was trucked in a deep excavation

Thinking merely on how to continue the my march without devastation

Anew of everything, my hearts runs bit by bit, fast, swift, constant

Away from the firing bullets of enmity I try to calm down

But a cannon fires!

Hurriedly I aim for the barb wires, giving up my body off to the Bermuda grass, trying hard to be off stain of the muddy ground, but failed.

I was in agony in hurry and odd

“The cannon are firing”, I shouted

But none of the many heard, with me, only are the shadows of chain of people, still hopping, together singing, as if I wasn’t there, as if I shouted nothing.

All of them except me, everybody’s enjoying.

I was alone, alone, alone

In the room of poor light, in place of the dimming contiguous

I was afraid

I was alone

There the riffle is within me, but the trigger is in far off distance

Somebody familiar has it

An inch between my eyeball, something is begging to come out, but it never did, nor does it been given a chance to be entertained, it was ignored.

The cannon shots again, But nobody stand a chance to react, not even me.

For i know that it’ll be futile. He will never listen!

And so I am afraid, I am alone.

It’s pulling off my dignity

It’s crucifying my integrity

It’s ruining me as an entity

It corrupts my certainty

It turns everything to ambiguity.

My Debut

Today is my birthday. But it aint a special day,

As for everybody else it is but an ordinary Monday.

It might be a day to celebrate but what for if every day is actually as it is today.

No surprises needed, no party expected, no hilarious things to happen,

That’s it, it’s just a day.

The mere fact that I have been blessed a lot is something to be thankful of. To think that I have extraordinary people beside me is more than a thing to celebrate. To have the Father guiding me all the way is really overgenerous.

So what’s the need to celebrate this DAY if every day is as special as today?!!!

Staring Blankly

When you’re on top on success of success and you find out that the people closest to you are at the bottom, how would you feel?

Would you throw a rope to help them up? Or you’ll just stare at them while rejoicing, waiting for someone else to help them up?

Would you be firm enough to hold onto them towards a cliff to assist them mounting knowing that a wrong touch could leave them falling?

Imagine playing “Tag of War”, in which your opponent has your Best friend as a front liner. How would you exert your best effort to help your team won when you knew that’s going to burry your best friend down? On the contrary, how would you let your team loose when the dominion of your buddies is as important as to the one on the other side?

It is an imitation of guilt that arises, a refraction of an image, falling out like a broken mirror. Akin to a silk covering a wounded body; delivering a foolish assault of what’s enclosed.

Last Saturday was the moment everybody has been afraid of, same date everybody is praying for, the date of our Qualifying Examination. It is an all-out practice of all Accounting Colleges to conduct a yearly based examination. It is developed to filter deserving accounting students who could still pursue their chosen course.  Failing would mean a great hindrance to achieve once goal; “ The CPA title”

It was a fine day for me to start with; wearing all-red attire makes me rise above the clumping crowd I mumble as I reached the classroom door, still praying until the last minute.

Knowing I am prepared for this exam, pressure is an alien to me. I don’t have any single differing point that could lead to an idea of ‘failing’. As the test papers where distributed I stare blankly at one side of the corridor, giving myself an enormous second to claim; “I would be this years Topnotch.

Afternoon, same date, Top Notches list were posted, my name was listed first. No bizarre feeling was introduced and I wonder why. Having the spot I’ve wished so long should make me jump to so much joy, But none a bliss filters.

A dissapointment in an Expectation Met

Last saturday, we take our first annual qualifying examination in accounting.

It was use to measure our understanhding about the said subject as well as to filtrate the accounting student as to those who would need to take the track of Finace *major.

We’been working for that day all month. Tgether with my colleages, “mga batang umiiyak pag lasing” as what Ms. Leaño, quoted us., we really burn out the midnight oil just to stay intact, believing we will pass together, Through those sleepless nights we’ve been binded by an unreconcillable pathogens taht make our friendship a little more tighter.

After taking the test. i take a deep breathe as i claim: “the challenge is done”, though merely by others it may sound a relief, but for us it delivers victory.

 

Waiting for the result is the most intricate part. It where faith is tested!

Winding up is the best solution, to knotty situation. And “PINOY HENYO” is one way of doing so.

Donna and Russel is almost dominating the average round when Kuya Rodge interupt.  Knowing him as our 5th yr. schoolmate and friend, he is somewhat to deliver a something we all are very much excited to know.

“Ang mga nag Top sa Test:

Chenchenen.

Ayun! binanggit nia na,

 

A big round of applause; It was me who got the acme. I actually did it!

Overall toppnotcher mean one big hell of a good fu*** news.

But how come!

 

 

…………

 

still waiting 4 the other result. I cant say it as an ending but i as i have taken the faith right through HIM, i know we all pass the exam.

 

AMA: WELCOME LOL! WELCOME CMA

Almost half a year.

it was half a year. i miss blogging.

amp. just wanted to share how i been grateful this last few months. HIs revealing his pathway unto me. how grateful i am. with all the sign i was blessed. . I hope you can be able to grab an opportunity like this.

hahaha. I been praying for the OCT. %’s qualifying exam. Hoping to get nearer the tip-line or better be on  tip.

ME IN A BOTTLE

As one cloned empirical tattoo
Gone grow with full blast shadow
Evenly like turnstile of an eye blow, ado!
Forfeit the vermillion clothed with silky tone blue.

With millions of sand, come shattering
Overflowing it’s ungrind meaning
Defining once being
By the colors that crash through your sight
To the scoot flow that vagabonds even the blind
Digging as cats, cowling painter that shots to the mind,
It was me in a bottle, lonely but can grin.

The sword between my sockets
To the ants within my jacket
Up to the coins that has gone my pocket
All do venture me that tailed my pillow wet.

The fusion of both earthquake and hell
Come sees the vision of a tragic mutual bell
But as to the wish of an upcoming dwell

TULO

Kamakailan lang ay kumalat ang mga sulatin sa iba’t ibang pahayagan tungkol sa napaka kontrobersyal na sex scandal nina Haiden Kho. Iba’t iba ang naging puna ng mga tao, kanyang kanyang kuro-kuro ang namamantayog sa mga t.v ads, mayrong nagsasabing mali, mayroong umiiyak, mayroong nagagalit, mayroong natutuwa (para sa mga nanood), mayroong ding walang pakialam…

sa dinadami dami ng pagpipilian duon ako sa huling kategorya. marahil ngayon ay nagtataka kayo kung bakit ako mag aaksaya ng bente pesos para mag rent ng computer at ilathala ang post na ito. simple lang dahil concern pa rin ako. wala man sa bokabularyo ko ang makisali sa mga usaping pang showbiz heto pa rin ako’t nahikayat na magkumento sa mga nangyayari sa paligid ko.

Can you imagine yourself being in such scandalous video?

“yun ngang machizmiz ka lang na doing such immorality (means having sex even before marriage) with someone e, napakasakit na!. ofcourse we all have our nasty stingy side, but those thing are private, PERSONAL.
Who the hell in this world wants to be a jerk in front of the many! everybody would surely wish to be as pure in the eyes of people around him/her, no matter how sullied a person maybe in the inside, most of the time the important thing to them is the outline(though it sounds pathetic, it’s true)
….

To Mr. Haiden Kho. I wish I could say how angry am i to you, being a girl! you spoiled every womans purity and for that you must be haul over the coals. Ang swerte mo na nga dahil you can fling around. HAist ang kapal mu talaga bet pa naman kita sa CELEBRITY Duets. hmmmp. grrrrrrrrrrr.

Para sa mga lalaki, having sex is not just merely bursting your semen out, in line with that is the responsibility that you must commit within your partner.
Kaya dumadami ang may STD sa mundo eh. dahil sa mga taong hjinde jayang magpigil.
Sabe nga ng tatay ko, once your a man, yopur a man.
But how crucial is that, does that worth having a miserable life with your wife because you can’t be contented with just HER, or do that worth a bastard children.
Being a man would not compliment having to be with too much girls, but more MAN when he can be with just A WOMAN.

To Ms. Katrina Halili. I know you do admit that in some certain side you do commit a mistake and that you are a part of a sin…..
i do hated you after i heard about the issue,sabi ko pa ang tanga tanga mo, but as a woman I’m in your fight.

Let’s Condemn an Immoral Doctor.

For the Doctors Association: Do some Actions, before you knew it our doctors might be tagged “MANYAK”
(Sen. REVILLA).

Simpleng Manyak

An gift wrapped in unknown

My father is crazy about a lady and i definitely have to find out who is she.

Well ofcourse  having a nametag of being a chickboy would definitely prefer a man having too much flinging around. And that was my PAPA. He use to go out alot with girls thats why he ended left by my mom, but that was a long story. I just remember it when I heard him knocking at somebody’s name, a girl’s name. He told me that this girl is fantastic, and though I was abhorred to believe it, I don’t have a choice. I think he likes her too much. For the fact that he always mention the name “Susan” (who the heck is she).

Then I came to wonder where he could possibly know that woman.

…later he intruduce her to me

Hurling down the stairs, my father was over reacting calling me to the most vocal way he could, trying to get me on t.v., just to see MS. SUSAN. 

By the way, she was just on the commercial, a contestant to “Britains got talent 2009. But after 3 mins. I instantly become a fan.

 

 

 

Yesterday, I was on the search over the net when my cousin tailed me out to look for the songs of Sarah Geronimo, which I loathe to do at first. (Why? Because I rarely like OPM.) But then she got me, she sways me down after her constant brandish of the mouse.

While having the search I accidentally click on to the suggested names hooked in the history of the net. It was the name Sarah Boyle, I just got interested when the façade picture present Simon Cowell. then i watched it.

I was gazing at the video while my cousin tried to knocked me down but I’m so engrossed that no matter how she bugles around the café, she fall short to annoy me.

After a quite fascination, I now stand with too much amazement. She’s very astonishing complimented with so much surprise that I appraise her outrageously a 9.99 out of 10.

How could i even explain how it was. it’s better for you to see it yourself.

 

 

“Don’t judge the book by it’s cover.”

That’s the lesson of the video. As what Amanda commented it is an eye opener, how could everybody be silly about somebodys look without even knowing her.

And for Simon Cowell; he is really the very man nobody can define. Impediment on the ideas of the others. He is a one great apple in the family of oranges.

Contradicting my own post…

Quoted: “There’s nothing permanent in this world but changes”
A hostile question is that why is it called permanent if it’s changing.

Things have been abruptly mutating, it’s putting up a curse and I can hardly believe it. Every piece seems to disburse quickly as it astonishes the site of a gentle air breeze of the night.
I come surging in with moon feeling its emptiness though it is compassionately with all the million of glimmering stars. It seems so helpless even if there’s a bounty of abet all a round. I can’t help but to be a complement. As I stand a gazed on it I instinctively hear a sound. They sing me the words of a far-off language. I started to wonder as it leads me to the answer. Now I know what they mean but after the long trail I don’t know why I still choose to be deaf. They keep on hurling things I do discern even before but up to now I want it, repudiated.

I still hope I did believe what the moon says. But how can me if it’s still permanent opposing all the changes. ! even if its with all the effort.