小卡愛夕陽

材料〈2人份〉

土司麵包2片

蘋果1個

草莓醬1/2大匙

檸檬汁少許

奶油1大匙

焦糖：糖4大匙

      水1 1/2大匙

精製細砂糖1大匙

砂糖1大匙

鹽水(鹽：水=1：1)適量

冰淇淋適量

準備工作

1.      將奶油1大匙先置於室溫中使之柔軟。

2.      土司麵包兩片去邊。

3.      蘋果1個切成4塊去核，縱切成薄片，泡入鹽水中。

做法

1.      將土司擀成2~3公分的薄片，再將奶油及草莓醬1/2大匙均勻塗上，除掉蘋果的水氣，再灑上少許檸檬汁。

2.      將製作焦糖的材料微波加熱4分鐘左右，起大泡泡變成深咖啡色即可，待氣泡消下去時再緩緩加入1/2大匙水，但要避免弄散焦糖。

3.      麵包均勻灑上精製細砂糖，再澆上同等份焦糖，放入烤箱約3分鐘，再蓋上鋁箔紙烤4分鐘，再裝盤，並加上適量冰淇淋。

小秘訣

砂糖不可以和水一起炒
1.將砂糖平鋪再鍋底(底越大越大)，開小火烘烤，千萬不要去攪動
2.砂糖的顏色會慢慢變咖啡色
3.滾了之後,確定砂糖都融化
4.加入和滾水(砂糖如果一杯,水半杯)攪拌,邊倒邊攪

材料

銀魚2兩

髮菜2兩

鹽少許

筍丁少許

紅蘿蔔少許

做法

1.      銀魚洗淨，川燙。

2.      切一點筍丁、紅蘿蔔絲川燙。

3.      髮菜洗淨，所有材料一起放入煮滾即可。

註

熱量108卡

新鮮髮菜呈墨綠色，髮菜含鈣質高，每100克約含2500毫克鈣質，此外更有通便利尿、解毒滋補，順腸理肺清熱等功效，常食髮菜對高血壓有一定療效。

材料

蘿蔔1個

蜂蜜適量

做法

1.      蘿蔔洗淨切大塊川燙

2.      加適量蜂蜜蒸1小時

註

熱量105卡

白蘿蔔本身會出水，所以不需要加水

蘿蔔性冷，但富含維他命A、B群

材料

紅棗5~6個

金針1兩

冬瓜小半個

排骨5.6塊

鹽少許

做法

1.      金針泡水打結備用。

2.      冬瓜切大塊約6公分見方，用湯匙在中間挖一個凹槽，放入紅棗後，倒鋪在碗底。

3.      放幾塊排骨在冬瓜的旁邊，冬瓜上面再放紅棗。

4.      加水和鹽一起蒸約1小時。

註

熱量188卡

紅棗含蛋白質、脂肪、炭水化合物、礦物質、纖維素和維他命等。

能補血養顏、滋潤肌膚、治淡汗、止盜汗。

材料

芥菜心半個

鳳梨1/4個

雞腿肉4塊

老薑數片

鹹冬瓜2.3個

做法

1.      芥菜心洗淨切小段。

2.      雞腿肉川燙過。

3.      鳳梨切成小片狀加芥菜和川燙好的雞腿肉，再加上老薑和適量鹹冬瓜一起煮1個小時左右即可。

註

熱量214卡

芥菜心會有點苦味，加了鹹冬瓜調味，可去掉一些苦味。

鳳梨富含纖維質可促進消化、觧油膩，開胃，且維他命C、E含量很高，還有天然果糖，容易吸收。特殊香味可安定神經，對倦怠不振、失眠、心煩氣躁有舒緩功能。

材料

冰糖一些

西洋梨1個

枸杞一些

紅棗一些

做法

1.      西洋梨去皮削乾淨，挖去中心成中空

2.      中間空心部分塞入枸杞及紅棗

3.     加1/3碗水和一些冰糖，一起放入鍋中蒸60~90分鐘

註

熱量80卡

由於加入了麵包，讓湯體變的更加濃稠。在寒冷的冬日，這道香濃的湯品可以給您溫暖的慰藉，作為一道豐盛營養的午餐。

材料〈8人份〉

無鹽奶油6大匙

野蘑菇900克，切片

洋蔥2個，切大塊

牛奶2 1/2杯

白麵包8片

切碎的新鮮巴西利4大匙

鮮奶油1 1/4杯

鹽和新鮮研磨的黑胡椒粉

做法

1.      奶油加熱溶化後，將蘑菇片和洋蔥塊煎10分鐘，直至變軟但未燒焦。接著加入牛奶。

2.      將麵包撕成片，用湯浸泡15分鐘。將湯攪打成糊狀，然後倒回鍋中。加入3匙巴西利、鮮奶油和調味料。再次加熱，但不要煮滾。飾以剩下的巴西利，即可食用。

僅僅憑著炫目的色彩，這道經典的俄羅斯湯品就能讓您感覺與眾不同。

材料〈6人份〉

洋蔥1個，切塊

甜菜根450克，去皮切塊

芹菜稈2個，切段

紅辣椒1/2個，切塊

蘑菇115克，切塊

大蘋果1個，切丁

奶油2大匙

葵花籽油2大匙

高湯或水9杯

小茴香子1小匙

乾百里香少許

月桂葉1大片

新鮮檸檬汁

鹽和新鮮研磨的黑胡椒

裝飾配菜

酸奶油2/3杯

新鮮時蘿若干枝

做法

1.      將切成塊的蔬菜和蘋果、奶油、葵花籽油、3杯高湯或水一起倒入大湯鍋中，加蓋，用小火加熱15分鐘左右，注意適時搖晃一下鍋子。

2.      加入小茴香子，繼續加熱1分鐘，然後加入剩下的高湯或水、百里香、月桂葉、檸檬汁和適量調味料。

3.      加熱至沸騰，蓋上鍋蓋，關至小火，加入30分鐘左右。

4.      過濾，留下湯汁，在食品加工器或攪拌機中將蔬菜攪打成糊狀。

5.      將蔬菜糊倒回鍋中，加入保留的湯汁，再次加熱，依口味放入調味料。

6.      盛入個人湯碗中，在湯的表面飾以一小撮漩渦狀的酸奶油，奶油頂上灑上幾枝新鮮的時蘿，即可上桌。

小秘訣

在食用前一天將湯做好，味道會更加美妙醇厚。

材料〈兩人份〉

法國長麵包12公分

酸味奶油8大匙

核桃1大匙

蜂蜜適量

準備工作

1.      法國長麵包12公分切成厚度為1.5公分的圓片。

2.      將核桃弄成大塊碎片。

做法

1.      開小火擺上平底鍋，輕炒核桃，麵包用烤箱烤脆。

2.      酸味奶油8大匙均勻抹上，依喜愛程度抹上適量。

3.      分別擺上核桃，依喜好倒上蜂蜜。

材料〈4人份〉
培根2片
洋蔥小1個
馬鈴薯中2個
奶油2大匙
文蛤50個
水1杯半
牛奶1杯
咖啡奶球3個
鹽少許
胡椒少許
洋香菜屑少許

作法
1.培根與洋蔥分別切碎。馬鈴薯削皮切小丁備用。
2.文蛤吐砂洗淨，與1杯半水同置碗中，上面蓋盤子，用大火蒸；至蛤蜊全開，需6至10分

鐘。中途可打開鍋蓋看看蛤蜊是否開了；已開者可先取出備用。
3.10分鐘後將所有未全開的蛤蜊丟棄（因已壞死不新鮮了）。
4.待蛤蜊稍冷卻，把蛤蜊肉取出切碎，蛤蜊湯汁用濾網過濾後留下備用。
5.奶油用中火稍融化後，放入培根炒至金黃，再加洋蔥同炒，至洋蔥軟化透明後，把馬鈴薯6.與蛤蜊湯倒入鍋裡，蓋上鍋蓋，用小火煮至馬鈴薯變軟。
7.將碎蛤蜊肉與牛奶倒入鍋中，用小火煮至熱透，但不要讓湯沸騰。
8.看個人口味酌加少許鹽與胡椒，喜歡奶味重的人可加咖啡奶球（可加可不加），最後灑洋香

菜屑即可進食。

南瓜的甜味本來就十分適合做湯，再配上洋蔥和馬鈴薯等味道十足的材料，就可以組成一道灣暖豐盛的湯品。想要得到更加獨特的風味，您可以試試看再加入高湯前先將難瓜烤一烤。

材料〈4~6人份〉

葵花籽油1大匙

奶油2大匙

大洋蔥1個，切片

南瓜675克，切塊

馬鈴薯450克，切片

蔬菜高湯2 1/2杯

新鮮研磨的肉荳蔻適量

切碎的新鮮龍蒿1小匙

牛奶2 1/2杯

檸檬汁1~2小匙

鹽和新鮮研磨的黑胡椒粉

做法

1.      在湯鍋中將葵花籽油和奶油加熱，把洋蔥用小火煎至4~5分鐘左右，直至變軟，注意不時翻動以防燒焦。

2.      加入南瓜和馬鈴薯片，充分翻動，加蓋用小火燜10分鐘左右，直至變軟，注意不時翻繳，防止粘鍋。

3.      加入高湯、肉荳蔻、龍蒿和調味料，加熱至沸騰，然後繼續煮10分鐘左右直至蔬菜完全變軟。

4.      稍微冷卻倒入攪拌器攪打成均勻糊狀，倒回洗淨的湯鍋，加入牛奶。稍微加熱，然後依口味加入檸檬汁，如有需要可再加一些調未料，趁熱食用。

材料〈2人份〉

土司麵包2片

柳橙1個

蛋液：雞蛋1個

      牛奶75c.c.

      糖1大匙

      香草精2~3滴

      鹽1撮

奶油3~4匙

砂糖1大匙

準備工作

1.      土司麵包2片去邊再切成4等份

2.      柳橙1個頭尾切掉2公分，再橫切成4等份圓片去皮，切掉的柳橙也先留下。

3.      先將蛋液材料混合攪拌。

做法

1.      將蛋液放入淺盤，土司泡在裡面1分鐘左右，充分吸收蛋汁。

2.      奶油1 1/2~2大匙放入平底鍋溶解，放入土司，用中火慢慢煎熟。空位放入柳橙圓片2片，將兩面煎熟。

3.      最後將留下的柳橙擠出柳橙汁滴入。土司裝盤再擺上煎好的柳橙，用紙巾擦拭平底鍋，剩下的麵包與柳橙同法處理。

4.      將砂糖均勻篩灑即可。

材料

生魚1條

豬肉2兩

羅漢果2顆

西洋菜2支

米酒少許

鹽少許

做法

1.      魚洗淨，加米酒先用大火煎至兩面熟。

2.      豬肉切塊洗淨，用水川燙過。

3.      將處理好的魚和豬肉放入鍋內，加水開始煮。

4.      羅漢果撥開兩半、西洋菜洗好後加入肉湯內。

5.      一起煮2~3小時。(煮滾後用文火保溫，越久越好)

註

熱量395卡

生魚又叫鱱魚對行血補身有很大的功效

魚若是要去腥，最好的方式就是用米酒先泡過。

材料

紅棗、黑棗、杏肉、廣東皮均適量

冰糖適量

做法

1.      紅棗、黑棗、杏肉、廣東皮平均放入碗中。

2.      加適量冰糖和2/3碗水蒸40分鐘。

註

熱量120卡

廣東皮就是陳皮，可保護喉嚨。

紅棗、黑棗、杏肉對氣血有很大功效。

韓國媽媽傳授的秘方喔

1/19快到了   想起了Martin Luther King, Jr

有名的"I Have a Dream"   跟大家分享

I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."

But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.

We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.

We cannot turn back.

There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating: "For Whites Only." We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."¹

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.

And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."²

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:

My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.

Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,

From every mountainside, let freedom ring!

And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.

And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.

Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.

Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.

But not only that:

Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.

From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

                Free at last! Free at last!

                Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!³