I won't be blabbing much to share this recipe I just hurriedly whipped today. As you can see my life now with Noah (who's, by the way, turned 9 months last Apr.16) is like playing Quidditch and time is an elusive golden snitch which I have to catch while he is asleep. We were in the kitchen and dear son is crying as if it's the best day to cry ever. But mind you I was only an inch away from him. Anyway, I saw the leftover pork adobo in the fridge and instantly just like an automated machine I looked for a packet of pasta and viola!