tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88660189742306675472012-01-28T00:27:20.073+08:00DIY-Eats is a little home kitchen cooking project by Shak Mancao. Afraid of being judged, she grew up watching TV, wearing out her Crayolas, and having to fix snacks for herself. Some things never change.xfoodxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13176423009923373763noreply@blogger.comBlogger461100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8866018974230667547.post-84080300602973206152011-12-10T14:54:00.001+08:002011-12-10T16:20:38.372+08:00

Is it really the 2nd week of December already? It flew just like that, huh. Also, I didn't notice that a month has passed since I started a little lifestyle change. Let's just say I increased my fruit and vegetable intake to 60%, cut my caloric intake in half, and lost some weight. Pretty amazing and awfully hard but it can be done. And if there's someone who's gotta do it,

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Some people do what they do to be rewarded. Some people do what they do despite reward. Sometimes, I do something I love so much that doing it is a reward in itself. This is why I have this blog.  I may not be a prolific foodblogblogwriter. I don't write every week even when I cook everyday. I am super self-conscious with the content that goes into my blog posts.  I'm

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I knew, at some point, I will have to blog about steaks. I can count how many times I've cooked steak. Thrice. Two of those times I was in the company of a chef so I guess it didn't count. So technically, I've only cooked steak once. I feel so special! Haha! It's quite tricky. For 1 and ½ inch steaks: 7-8 minutes medium, 4-6 minutes medium rare. I prefer mine medium or medium rare,

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At laaaast. (Etta James voice) You have no idea! But I will give you some. I've been working on my nth chance in school. And I did it! I actually FINISHED something! And when I looked at my parents' faces, man! There is no better feeling in the whole wide universe than seeing the people you love truly happy. I want to say my work here is done, Ma and Pa. But who am I kidding, right?

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I bought another cookbook last weekend.  I have about 4 now. It may be just 2% of all the books I have which, for someone who cooks often, is quite a shame.  But that is about to change real soon because I have plans to buy a cookbook in every trip to Booksale. Something I do religiously. In the past posts, I made up recipes.  Now, I've decided to adapt and recreate recipes from really good

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Am I in a roll? Just making up for lost time! How are all of you doing? The weekend is here! I'm just going to stay at home and think about what I should cook tomorrow. Have I become boring? Been asking myself that a couple of years now. I have to admit, I've mellowed down a lot. I guess I ran out of energy and interest in partying. Maybe because I've been doing it hard for a decade. It's

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It's been a while. And it makes me wonder (a lot) how time flies by even when you are not doing anything. If this year is a person, it would have been bipolar. By that, I mean it takes pure wisdom and understanding just to go through it, to survive it... and still be whole in the end. And just like last year, I wish the last quarter of this year will be a gazillion times better than the

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It's been a while. And it makes me wonder (a lot) how time flies by even when you are not doing anything. If this year is a person, it would have been bipolar. By that, I mean it takes pure wisdom and understanding just to go through it, to survive it... and still be whole in the end. And just like last year, I wish the last quarter of this year will be a gazillion times better than the

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I haven't been talking about my old non-paying job in a Greek restaurant last year. Not that there's nothing to talk about. In fact, there is a lot. My family had a canteen twice in the past. Working in food production isn't new to me -- but the experience I've had in that specialty restaurant is a whole-world kind of different. Whenever I think of it, studying in a culinary environment,

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I guess I got out of July alive. I went to a wedding, a christening, two family reunions, two shows, the movies, a 10-day wake and a burial (my grandma died), a competition (in which I won gold for Menu Writing and Design - yay!), and a couple birthday parties. I want to say I'm glad to be here and typing away in my laptop despite my desktop PC crashing - along with all installed software.

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or Hotdog Bread in local bakery speak. I have decided to make these because the name is cute and it looks, well, cute. I would like to say it tasted cute but it was only delicious. I have this unwavering love for bread, if I haven't mentioned that in here yet. I even wanted to dedicate a whole part of this blog solely for sammiches. But that was before I realized I could not do anything on

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They say drinking before noon makes you an alcoholic. I don't do that.  Really. I say if you can't drink it, might as well cook with it. You might go 'whoa girl, doesn't pouring alcohol over your food make you a worse alcoholic because it's sneakier?' I might go 'chill the fudge out, my friend.' Alcohol, in small doses, evaporates when cooked. Wine, beer, distilled spirits, just like water.

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Let's say you want to have a McDonald's breakfast every once in a while. Your stomach is grumbling and your jaw is tightening. Your eyes and mouth are watering... for fast(junk)food. I'm guessing this city alone has over twenty Mickey D's. One or two near you where you can go to or call up to bring you grub. But it feels pretty damn good to know you have the choice not to. This month

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I wish I can make butter from scratch.  Of course I can if I want to but I will just put that wish aside for now because I have a better idea.  Two words, baby: GARLIC BUTTER Whenever I go gallivanting in the mall, I make a slow-mo walk outside Sbarro (the pizza place) to smell that famous garlicky smell.  I swear, I forget my name. Most of the time, I can't afford their pizza so I opt for

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I know you all procrastinate so please do not judge me. Hi! I'm sorry for neglecting DIY-eats but as you can see, I've finaly gotten around to give this blog a makeover although, I'm not finished yet.  As for food, (because that's all we really care about in here, right?) I'll be posting a new recipe this weekend and a few more next week! Some simple, some daunting, but nevertheless delicious.

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Sometimes, aroma is everything. Everything to get your drool on, that is. It's an initiator of things, a bringer of memories, a heart-stopper. Get a bad cold and I bet you wouldn't even touch those fries no matter how scrumptious it looks (welp, some people still do!). The sense of smell is just as important as the sense of taste and sight when it comes to food. If you're a mother, you should

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The glorious moment when my mouth met Cheez N Slaw A sammich is at its holiest at the right points of the day, take for example: ME right now at 3:13am as I am typing this up, my tummy is asking for it. It can also hit me unexpectedly as I wake up from an afternoon nap or just laughing at The Lonely Island videos or when I'm watching TV and the commercials are on. Ah, sammich! The thing about a

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From URBAN DICTIONARY And so, what is life without a sammich?  What is this blog without a dedicated page for sammiches? 2011 is going to be all sorts of awesome! Till the next eats,♥ Chef Shak

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Welcome to the first post of the year. As much as it seem ridiculous to me, I will start assuming that readers aren't as imaginary as I thought because 1. I still get comments and 2. my online counters are still running. Thank you for dropping (and drooling) by! I feel bad for not updating as much as I would like to. I do hope that you tried using some of the recipes in here and enjoyed it.

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Because I feel as heavy as that band after a month of cooking and gorging glorious food. How'd all your holidays went? Mine was fantastic (and still ongoing). My Christmas this year was extra special because I get to bake for the first time. You see, my Ma was a fantastic baker back in the day before work consumed all her time and I was too young to help. When I got old enough though, I developed

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By now, you must have noticed that I’ve been using this Safoco brand multi-colored vegetable macaroni when I whip up regular day pasta dishes. For one, it’s really cheap.  The last time I checked, it costs 31 pesos (less than a dollar) per 200g. Also, it cooks real quick (about 5 minutes in boiling water) and the texture and taste is just great and goes well with any sauce base may it be tomato,

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You can actually track if my month had been busy or not by the number of posts in here. So, November had been one helluva busy time. A wedding, a friend's vacation here, two birthday parties, a gig and some side work I had to accomplish left me no time to make quality posts. I did a lot of cooking (via parties and gig) but without proper documentation, it just did not feel right to blog about any

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I flunked Nippongo.  Big deal.  Well, I didn’t really fail because it was that hard to tackle, what happened was, I dropped the subject mid-semester because I got too caught up with last year’s holidays (my sister and her family flew in from Europe and I got ‘busy’). Still, it wasn’t an easy class; we also had to write Japanese.  I remember when I took up Fookien and barely made it. My 

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Some months ago, I decided my meals to consist mainly of fish. Not purely though, but I wanted to get by and look back at my weeks with fish at least in one meal each day. I requested my ma to go shop for fish. I want to eat fish. I've never been a picky eater all my life. I love meat and I love fowl and fish and vegetables, it's all good to me, it's just that I've become a lot more conscious

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Y'all know how our African-American brothers and sisters want it. Smothered and deep fried. Every time I watch their movies and there are scenes of them dining and stuff, aaaaah! I want to stuff that chicken in my pie hole and drown in gravy. Oh yes, I've been wanting that a long time. I usually just bread my chicken but since I'm from the South, I want authentic "southern" experience even if

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Even with clothes, I love layers. If not for this Philippine weather, I'd have owned an extensive collection of  overcoats and plaid flannel and tapestry jackets and corsets and lace-y camisoles to be worn on top of the other. But no, we are born naked and are set to strip down for life. (Haha. Rant!) Sorry, it's just that I'm kind of frustrated with the fact that it's already October and I still

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This is the first beef recipe I'm posting because we don't eat much beef at home (other than corned beef). Choice cuts are quite expensive and the beef we always have are soup bones which are my favorite. Nothing can beat beef soup bones for Pochero (meat stew) but that alone deserves a whole other post.  So yesterday, ma requested me to cook Beef Kaldereta (beef in tomato stew or sauce) for

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There are things I'm upset about like the sad fact that there aren't any onion rings available anywhere near me. And if there are, why does it have to cost as much as a quarter pounder when it's just onion? I know LOL I'm pretty cheap. Not many people like onion. It stinks, some say, and others find it too strong for a snack. But I love onions. I may be an ogre in some past life, who knows?

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The internet gives you so many ideas that sometimes, it doesn't matter if you can evoke your own ideas anymore. You can just wait around, be resourceful in the blogospheres - click and click and you will eventually find a lot of relevant stuff. Just like this video that I found through a friend who found it through his friend's facebook wall or something like it. So this guy right? His idea

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(Meet my dining family.) Ask yourself that. Some people, living alone, cook for themselves. Mothers cook for their kids. Some fathers cook for their families, like my dad. Wives cook for their husbands. Some of my female friends cook for their boyfriends. I don't know any of my male friends who cook for their girlfriends. Most of them just buy ready-to-eat food. Some would care so much to prepare

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The most satiating and satisfying food is deep fried. No contest. I have tried the Ketogenic Diet in the not-so-distant past (and slowly coming back) and that was the time I experienced first-hand how sinfully good and beneficial artery-clogging food really is. Trust me, I checked my blood pressure everyday and it was systolic: 120 over diastolic: 70 and was told it was perfectly low for eating

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There are certain days when I am just a terrible mess. I'd like to think we all go through that. No, not that I like the idea of people suffering. It's just that I take comfort in knowing that I am not alone.  Today had been heavy. I did not mean it to be. Went to work. Got through the morning fine and then by noon, a big breeze of melancholy rushed through my brain and ruined my day. Really,

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In all caps! I feel like a bad mother but I am back! Without a recipe to share. Just here to tell everyone I missed this blog and sharing with you whatever I can come up with in the kitchen. Two months plus I have been slaving over at a local specialty restaurant. I am not really sure if I can tell everybody the name of the place. I might not be allowed to do so, but the restaurant serves Greek

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I eat liver. I eat pork liver, chicken liver and a few times, beef liver. I know a few people who wouldn't even touch it. I really think they're missing out a lot in life. Liver is one of the most appetizing and gratifying animal products I have ever tasted and there are so many ways to cook it.  My mom does the grocery shopping for home and liver is not a staple really. It's a luxury!

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I was starving a couple of hours ago so I fixed myself late dinner. Early this evening, I did a 4km walk around the sports center oval and just had water. Last year, I started walking 4 to 5 km a night for almost 2 months then stopped in mid-December when my sister and her family flew back into the country for a month's vacation. It was all downhill from there. Last night, after 3 months of

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It's hot here in my side of the planet. I sometimes wonder if it's as hot anywhere else, but today I'm not giving you a recipe for a cool dessert. Last Monday was our final culinary function in school and it was quite a charming night. We got rave reviews from the guests which warmed our weary and sleepless hearts. It does feel good when hard work pays off. Yesterday, we get to clean up

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Sorry! I know this is such a late post that I am pretty certain all your holiday leftovers are either long gone to the sewers or the waste disposal units. But hopefully, this recipe will be useful someday. January will be over in a couple of days. Oh how time flies! And now that the midterms are done with, I've been busy prepping for 2 major events coming up for my Banquet and Catering Class. The

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I don't know about you but when I set up a Christmas tree I always fantasize about a gigantic edible peppermint or white chocolate tree with food decor. Meatballs as Christmas balls and bacon trinkets, candy canes and twister fries all over, chocolate truffles stringed and gummy bears tied and hanging up there as well and then a huge star made out of pizza. Perhaps, it's a lousy idea and I

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It’s December and Christmas is coming up as well as the New Year! It’s been a fruitful 2009 for me and my family having moved to a new house and all. And since we’ve lived in there, I have graced the kitchen numerous times, cooking and creating whatever comes to mind. I’ve always dreamt of a good kitchen with a bountiful pantry and that is one of my wishes for 2010 – to be blessed so I can share

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A few weeks ago, I took my dusty running shoes out of its box and laced up for a walk. I figured it would be quite a nice change for me to spend an hour or two on the tracks than spending the evening indoors – watching TV and munching on whatever pasalubong my papa brought home from work. I have never been a fan of intense physical activity. I used to play basketball when I was younger but now,

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So I watched Juno for the 2nd time and I thought Diablo Cody did a pretty good job writing up the catchphrases in there and I thought it would be pretty awesome if I name one of my recipes that. Since I'm truly madly deeply in love with tasty stir-fried vegetables, I came up with this protein-rich treat - even people who are not that into veggies will love it. Cool Beans Ingredients: 1/2 kilo

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Eggs can kill alright, but I love it. The day just seem drab and wrong without having eggs. I can't decide which is my favorite way of getting it done but I'd down those anytime of the day to clog me arteries. So I was watching TV this morning and saw a chef make a breakfast burrito. I thought how it's not easy to find tortillas in the local markets and those aren't cheap but her burrito

xfoodxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13176423009923373763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8866018974230667547.post-31034320220041362452009-10-06T00:31:00.001+08:002010-12-29T04:12:37.403+08:00

We didn't really throw pasta at each other but it was a good competition. Sad thing was, we never found out who won. I guess the people behind it decided to forfeit everyone after they found out we ate the entries. Haha! So the game started out with us clueless of what to cook that day. We had 15 minutes to view the ingredients and 30 minutes to create the recipe. Another 15 minutes to go back

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I love to snack. I could skip a meal easy but it's hard for me to skip a snack. I get hungry at odd times of the day - 2pm, 9pm, 1am. Back then when I was so young, I long for hot tasty snacks. My favorite were burgers (up to this day!) and sandwiches. My older sister and I used to rummage through the fridge and kitchen cupboards to find stuff we can cook and devour, never thinking it was "

xfoodxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13176423009923373763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8866018974230667547.post-431619934678468132009-09-22T04:17:00.003+08:002010-12-29T04:25:03.265+08:00

"Once you get a spice in your home, you have it forever. Women never throw out spices. The Egyptians were buried with their spices. I know which one I'm taking with me when I go.” -Erma Bombeck (U.S. humorist, 1927-1996) Just thought I should add a random quote about spice for today's post. I'm not a big fan of curry but I don't hate it either. It's just there is something so strong about it

xfoodxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13176423009923373763noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8866018974230667547.post-78158276130841648842009-09-16T23:54:00.001+08:002010-12-24T04:20:09.737+08:00

Hi! By now, you must have gone through a lot of food blogs and recipe sites (or not). So, what makes diy-eats different from those? Nothing much really. It's still about food. The only thing is, there's nothing in here that's hard to make or expensive to buy, so think of this as a poor man's gourmet wonderblog of sorts. And of course, everything's delicious. If you're here, you most likely know

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