Fettuccini with mushroom ham and rose sauce

Prep Time:
15 Min

Cook Time:
15 Min

Ready In:
30 Min

Ingredients

• 1 pound dry fettuccine pasta
• 1/4 cup butter
• 1/2 cup finely diced onion
• 3 cloves garlic, minced
• 1 pound fresh sliced mushrooms
• 2 teaspoons dried oregano
• 2 teaspoons dried basil
• 2 teaspoons dried parsley
• 6 slices ham, chopped
• 1 1/2 cups heavy whipping cream
• 1 cup spaghetti sauce
• 1 teaspoon crushed red pepper (optional)

Directions

1. Bring a large pot of lightly salted water to a boil. Add pasta and cook for 8 to 10 minutes or until al dente; drain.
2. In a large saute pan, melt the butter over medium heat. Add the onion and garlic and cook until softened. Stir in the sliced mushrooms and the oregano, basil, and parsley. Cook, stirring occasionally, until the liquid from the mushrooms has evaporated. Add the ham pieces and cook for another 4 to 5 minutes.
3. Pour in the heavy cream and bring to a boil. Slowly stir in the spaghetti sauce and crushed red pepper blending it into the cream. Cook, stirring occasionally, until the sauce has reduced by a third and is thick.
4. Place fettuccini on plates and ladle even portions of sauce over top.

Nutritional Information 

Amount Per Serving  Calories: 513 | Total Fat: 26.6g | Cholesterol: 89mg

source: http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Fettuccini-with-Mushroom-Ham-and-Rose-Sauce/Detail.aspx

My short and incomplete interpretation of 'Brickhouse'

At first, I immediately thought about family. Mainly because of the the title, brickhouse, as 'house' being almost always synonymous to or thought of as family. After reading it a couple more times, I begin to see the house not only as a representation of a family but also for one's self, the wolf as temptation or something that can bring a person down, the wife and children as your dreams and opportunities you have neglected or forgotten.

I can't make a full interpretation of it yet, but it most likely revolves on that thought. :)

"bricks aren't the only ones that make a house." "Having a house does not mean the same as having a home" --i don't know what that means yet. It just randomly came to my mind ^^

--A short and incomplete interpretation of the poem Brickhouse by Michelle Camille Correa



click -->here<--to read 'Brickhouse'

Old House by Imelda Morales Aznar

Old House

by Imelda Morales Aznar

We are this house's future ghosts

moving soundlessly between rooms

suffusing the air with our private laughter.

Our smells begin to cleave to the wood.

The old scents have started to vanish

as we rub names off cabinet doors.

But still we hear the floorboards sighing

at night. It is the house remembering.

This house, at fifty, is old enough 

to keep secrets, to gather moments.

It has memories of lives other than ours

and when it remembers, we hear the echoes.

Or see a waving. But always, always we feel the sorrow 

of something left behind to carry the heaviness, 

to bear all the marks on its skin, 

to open its doors, once more, to passing shadows.

source: Crowns and Oranges Works by Young Philippine Poets; edited by Cirilio Bautista and Ken Ishikawa.

Chocolate French Toast Recipe

Chocolate French Toast

Serves 4

• 16 slices soft baguette
• 100 g (3 1/2 ounces) dark chocolate, melted
• 2 eggs, lightly beaten
• 1/3 cup (2 1/2 ounces) milk
• 2 tablespoons confectioners’ sugar, sifted
• unsalted butter for frying
• confectioners’ sugar, extra, for dusting

1. Spread half the baguette slices with the melted chocolate and sandwich together with the remaining slices.
2. Combine the eggs, milk and confectioners’ sugar, then dip the sandwiches into the mixture.
3. Cook in a large buttered frying pan over medium heat for 2 minutes each side or until golden.
4. Serve warm and dusted with confectioners’ sugar.

source:http://gracessweetlife.com/2010/08/the-ultimate-chocolate-lovers-breakfast-chocolate-french-toast/

NUTRI-jingle (Nutrition Song)

Phytochemical Group

KC, Abby, Czara, Chet

  

From the song "Grow old With You"  by Adam Sandler

Our own version:

“It could be so nice”

Foods are the ones which make us strong

Whenever were not

Provides us the nutrients we need the most

Oh it could be so nice to balance what we eat.

There are six nutrients that sustain our life 

Building our body and gives us energy

Oh it could be so nice if we take in all of these.

Carbo

Hydrates 

Proteins and Fats are macronutrients

Water

Minerals

Even vitamins are micronutrients

So don't forget to always watch for your health

This will prevent you from having diseases

Oh how healthy you can be, if you would just always eat right.

If you would just always eat right.

Tune: California Girls

I know a place, where the foods are really healthy

Go, Grow and Glow

There must be something in this food groups.

You should be aware 

Of what can keep you healthy.

For you, to know, of what can make you sick or strong. It’s a must!

(NEW SONG)

Tune: Buttercup

So why don’t you eat what’s right

Better just do it not to let you down

And mess you around

And the worst of all

You might get marasmus or kwashiorkor (kwashiorkor)

So watch what you eat

It’s for you, It’s for you 

More than anyone darling

Your health keeps you up from the start

So eat what’s right (eat what’s right)

Buttercup, do mind your health.

A poem to memorize

Prof: Choose one english poem of the collegiate level from an established Filipino poet.

          Create a powerpoint presentation containing the ff:

          -the poet's name

          -a picture of the poet

          -a map of the location of the poet

          -5 important bullets of info about the poet

          -copy of the poem itself in one panel

          -reasons why you choose that poet

My choice:

Brickhouse

by Michell Camille Correa

Sometimes, the wolf does not need to huff and puff

To blow the house down.

All it needs is to tame its hair

To an immaculate black veil,

Trim its teeth into perfect pearly whites,

And smile.

Take for example, the wolf disguised

As the woman of your dreams.

Today it eyes the home

Of your heart.

Years from now, should you decide to cave in,

Your wife will rest her head on the brick wall

And find no solace,

Just a cold hard surface.

Your children will put their hands on their heads

Seeking shelter from the stony drops of rain

Coming through the roof you've conveniently forgotten

To fix. Sometimes, strength is not in the bricks

But in the sly curving of the lips.

Sometimes all that the wolf needs

Is to take your breath away

to blow the house down.

Now I'm currently working on the powerpoint for the poet. Stay tuned for the posting of the powerpoint itself ^^ wish me luck

source: Crowns and Oranges, works by young Filipino Poet;  Editors Bautista and Ishikawa