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askwhatsforlunch · 8 months
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Anchoïade
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Anchoïade is a tasty spread made with anchovies and capers, a staple of Cuisine de Provence, it is a fragrant, flavourful appetizer to spread onto crusty bread or to dip crudités in; and it also takes me back to my recent holiday on la Côte d'Azur... (Was it only last Friday, I was drinking lemon-y cocktails by the sea?!) Have a good one!
Ingredients (makes about 1/3 cup):
a small garlic clove
a dozen anchovies, kept in oil
1 tablespoon capers
1 1/2 tablespoon extra virgin olive oil
a small bunch fresh Parsley or Chervil 
Peel and halve garlic clove. Add to a mortar, and grind into a pulp with a pestle.
Thoroughly drain anchovies and capers, and add them to the mortar as well. Grind energetically with the pestle, until mixture becomes a paste. Gradually stir in olive oil, emulsifying.
Finely chop Parsley or Chervil, and stir into the mixture until well-combined.
Serve Anchoïade with crudités, such as radishes, Baby Carrots, Cherry Tomatoes or cucumber, or spread onto toasted Baguette.
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rabbitcruiser · 1 year
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Food in Northern Spain (No. 2)
Rice milk is a dish made from rice mixed with water or milk and other ingredients such as cinnamon, vanilla and raisins.
Variants are used for either desserts or dinners. When used as a dessert, it is commonly combined with a sweetener such as sugar. Such desserts are found on many continents, especially Asia where rice is a staple. Some variants are thickened only with the rice starch; others include eggs, making them a kind of custard.
Arroz con leche (Spanish) with milk, sugar, cinnamon, lemon zest (whole or grated).
Source: Wikipedia  
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healthiestips · 10 months
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Risotto De La Chanterelle
You don’t have to be a master chef to make this delicious risotto de la chanterelle recipe! Follow these simple steps, and you’ll have this creamy dish quickly.
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maleauctionblock · 1 year
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Appetizers and Snacks - Thai Chicken Spring Rolls
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Why can’t my occupation be as a full time sleepy girl?
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gainerbf · 5 months
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The Wedding Date
It was a fun challenge between the two of us. ‘I’ll have that belly fumbling out of that dress shirt by midnight’
‘Yeah right’ he thought. Famous last words.
First it was the appetizers. Then the entrée. Then the cake. Then desserts after cake. He ate it all. Every plate I brought him, he wiped it clean.
Then the open bar doomed him.
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1 beer.
His shirt was tightening by the second.
2 beers.
He’s getting uncomfortably bloated.
4 beers.
He’s letting out cute little burps and moaning.
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8 beers.
He’s letting out not so cute belches
10 beers.
Shirt unbuttoned. Belly pooling in front of him
‘Let’s get you home big boy’
Mission accomplished 😌
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ddarker-dreams · 1 year
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Give and Take.
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Yan Scaramouche x Reader.
Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, obsessive thinking, Scara in his Kabukimono phase being creepy.  Word count: 1.1k.
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You have such a peaceful expression when you sleep.
It’s always instilled such awe in the beautiful puppet. The world bound to your unconsciousness must be pleasant if you have so little trouble exploring it each night. He wishes he could enter so he may see it for himself, the colors and shapes your mind paints. He’s long since given up on finding solace in his own dreams. His dreams are what brought him ruin. It’s curious, then, that his creator would curse him with eternal slumber when he proved himself too weak for his original purpose.
Ever since then, he’s felt on edge at night. How could he rest without a care when the possibility exists you’d be gone when he awoke?
No, it’s too risky, he decided. It’d be ideal if he could always keep you awake, and he tried, to the best of his abilities. When the moon hung in the sky he’d pester you with all sorts of minor details. He’d purposefully misplace the comb you got him when you started getting ready for bed so you’d help him search, or become uncharacteristically talkative if it meant you’d spare him a few more minutes. Unfortunately, mortals do need their sleep, hence why he no longer relied on this plan.
Reflecting on it, he’s ultimately glad he changed his methods. Now he’s treated to the unique privilege of watching over you while you sleep. At night, there’s no one who can barge in and interrupt your time together, no Tatasurana denizens showing up unannounced to steal your attention away. It’s just the two of you, as it should be. He works hard to ensure you get something out of this arrangement too — it wouldn’t be fair if he was the only one who benefited.
If you readjust and your blanket slips down, he’ll lift it back into place. Should the room grow too balmy, he’ll crack open the door. Then, if an unexpected breeze displeases you, he’ll dutifully pad his way back over and close it. He sits eagerly by your side in anticipation of meeting any of your unspoken needs. You’ve done so much for him, he figures it’s the least he could do.
Slowly yet surely, he’s come to forgive the night for what it took from him. So long as it continues to grant him this time with you, he’ll push away the thoughts he once had of plucking the moon from the sky.
His hands curl into fists by his side. He counts the times your chest rises and falls — fifteen — the mindless task successful in grounding him. Still, he can’t help the tempest that brews within. How much more could he give you if he were truly divine? Instead of flowers pulled clumsily at the roots, still covered in dirt and wilted by the time they left his hand and entered yours, he could’ve given you the world. Laid it at your feet and asked what you might want next. The sun? The stars? He’d string them together and wrap them around your neck if you so much as batted your lashes at him.
Divinity slipped through his fingers, washed away by his foolish tears.
If he were a god… would he have had the courage to hold you by now? Take your hand in his? Learn if your lips would feel as soft against his as he hoped? Instead, he’s reduced to this unsightly state, following you around like a lost duckling on a day-to-day basis. You smiled at him, doted on him, but that wasn’t enough. Something was missing. He had been contenting himself on an appetizer without any hope of the entrée ever arriving. His hunger was growing faster than you could satiate it.
Lithe fingers caress the side of your face. He’s careful — he knows how much pressure he can apply without waking you up — the feeling of your skin’s warmth causing artificial heat to flood his cheeks. He draws the characters of that name the others refer to him as, Kabukimono, saying a silent prayer that it’d remain eternally embedded. Next, his wandering finger finds itself above your parted lips. He hesitates. Holds his breath and stays still as a corpse. If he had a heart, he thinks, it’d surely be pounding loud enough to wake you.
He presses down. Runs the pad of his finger over your lower lip, left to right, then right to left. It’s a slow, meticulous process, drawn out for his gratification. It is soft. He knew it would be. His delight almost gives him away, he leans down without thinking, his body shaking like a leaf in the wind. Trembling lips hover longingly above yours. Indigo locks splay across your face and he can’t tear himself away from the sight. He wants to dye you with his color, to seep so deep into you that he could never be washed away. Whether it be this shade of blue, or the red pigment you wore around your eyes after saying you liked his, any color born from him was meant for you.
Is it wrong of him to want to stain you? Surely, it can’t be, not when the mere thought feels so good.
You shift the slightest bit in your sleep. He can’t think to feel occupied with terror, not when your movements inadvertently cause your lips to brush against each other. It’s chaste, it’s brief, a pressure so light he wonders if he truly felt it at all. He doesn’t allow himself to dwell on it, not now, when he’s in danger of being found out. You’re mumbling under your breath and moving too much to be in a deep sleep. 
He walks across the tatami floor with extreme caution, avoiding any areas that might creak and give him away. It’s an agonizing few seconds that can’t pass by fast enough. He slips out of your room just in time, closing the sliding door as you rise, blinking the sleep from your eyes and stretching. He returns to the guest room you set aside specifically for his usage, his legs finally giving out beneath him. One would think he had just finished running a marathon if they saw how heavily he’s breathing. 
For a few moments, he lies motionless on the floor, only moving to press his fingers against his tingling lips. Enchanted, almost disbelieving. 
You kissed him. You were his first kiss. Was he yours too?
He closes his eyes and smiles, giddiness invading his body and running rampant like a virus.
It might be greedy to ask for more than he’s already received, but still... 
... He can’t help looking forward to what other firsts each night following this one may bring. 
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wilbursprincess · 3 months
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Could you write something where the reader and Wilbur have recently started dating so they're having a dinner so she can meet Phil, Kristin, Tommy and Molly, and she's like super nervous since they're kind of a family to him but at the end of dinner they end up becoming a family to her too
Wilbur’s Girlfriend Meeting His Friends for the First Time
Wilbur Soot x Female Reader
Warnings: None! Adorable, sweet fluffy headcannons.
Awww, anon, this is adorable! You did use ‘she’ in your ask, so I did write the reader as female in these headcannons :) You also didn’t specify if this should be a fic or headcannons, but it definitely works better as a headcannon! So here you go, and I hope you enjoy :)
Headcannons below cut!
~You and Wilbur had been dating for about a month, and he’d told you so much about Tommy, Molly, Phil, and Kristen that you couldn’t help but want to meet them.
~You mentioned this to him, and he was over the moon with excitement, immediately planning a dinner so you could meet them all!
~However, when the day rolled around, you were super nervous.
~What if you said something wrong? What if they didn’t like you? What if it made Wilbur break up with you?
~You get a taxi with Tommy and Molly to the restaurant to meet up with Phil and Kristen, and Tommy immediately puts your nerves at ease by cracking an awful joke and accidentally kneeing Wilbur in the face when he climbed in.
~Molly’s immediately gushing over your outfit and complimenting how well you did your makeup.
~Once Tommy stops laughing at Wilbur, he offers a slightly awkward handshake and congratulates Wilbur for managing to pull such a pretty girlfriend.
~When you all make it to the restaurant, Kristen immediately offers you a motherly hug, Phil settling for a less-awkward handshake.
~Wilbur squeezes your hand under the table to silently ask how you’re doing, and you reply with a big smile and a peck on the cheek, making Tommy fake-gag and Kristen coo over how cute you two are.
~After everyone’s appetizers arrive, Molly offers you some of her chips, Phil offering you a bite of his salad.
~The conversation flows easily, and you don’t even notice yourself anxiously stumbling over your words like normal.
~When you can’t decide between entrées, Kristen offers to get one if you get the other so you two can share.
~You catch Wilbur’s eye over your meal, and his eyes are shining with joy at how much you and his friends are getting along.
~Getting dessert is a no-brainer, and you suggest getting one of everything to share, which is met with enthusiasm.
~You can’t remember the last time you clicked so well with a group of people you’d just met.
~Digging your fork into cheesecake while laughing over Molly’s story about her and Tommy’s first date while Tommy pouts across the table, sharing some ice cream with Wilbur.
~Phil and Kristen talking about Wilbur like his proud parents just to embarrass him a little.
~Telling everyone about how you and Wilbur met, just to see Kristen and Molly gasp and coo over how he asked you out for the first time.
~You’re added to all the group chats before dinner is even over.
~Practically a part of their little family-like group already.
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csuitebitches · 11 months
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Table Etiquette
A crash course on fine dining/ being invited to dinner at someone’s place. Even if you don’t fine dine, I’d recommend you start practicing these habits in any establishment so that they come to you naturally.
Remember : A typical four-course meal consists of a soup, an appetizer, an entrée, and dessert.
If you’re standing at some sort of a networking session/ mixer:
Keep at least one hand free. If you are standing, have only a drink or food in one hand, never both.  Hold a drink in your left hand so that you have a clean hand for a handshake. You can eat and drink while sitting, but it is always better to stand and greet.
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Sitting/ dining out/ invited to dinner:
1. Wait to be seated by the staff/ host.
2. Napkin on your lap the minute you sit down at the table.
3. if you're looking at the menu, make sure to have the bottom, or at least one part of it, still touching the table, even if your impulse is to bring it closer to your face. Don’t lift the menu off the table to your nose.
4. Once you sip from a glass, you must sip from the exact same place on that glass for the rest of the evening.
5. If there’s a breadbasket and butter on your table - don’t dip the bread in the communal butter plate. Take a piece of the butter with your butter knife, put it on the side plate, then spread that butter on your bread. Don’t double dip! Your bread plate is the one on your left, by the way. And your glass will be on your right.
6. If your table has a lot of silverware - start from the outside and work your way in.
7. Dishes should be passed in a counter-clockwise flow. Don’t reach across the table.
8. Lay you fork and knife diagonally across the plate, side by side, pointing at 10:00 and 4:00 on a clock face. This signifies to the wait staff that you have finished.
9. Keep the rim of your plates as clean as possible, as a sign of respect to the staff.
Cultural differences:
1. Whilst eating Indian food/ in India, always eat with your right hand. The left hand should never touch the food. This is also seen in the Arab world - use only the thumb, index finger and middle finger to pick up food.
2. In Korea, one waits for the senior most person in the room to sit and eat, and is followed suit. Sharing is caring - food is often ordered to share with each other rather than individual plates.
3. Chopsticks etiquette (general): don’t stick and leave your chopsticks in your food perpendicular to the table, it signifies death. Don't set your chopsticks down pointed at another person at the table. Don't point your chopsticks at other people around the table.
4. France: bread on the table is meant to accompany the main dish, not as an appetiser.
What are some table manners that one should keep in mind if they’re eating food/ eating with someone of your culture?
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askwhatsforlunch · 1 year
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Blinis
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Making Blinis is easy. They are a delicious little cushion for leftover Manuka Honey and Gin Cured Salmon, and if you have too many, they freeze nicely; so you can bring them out anytime you wish, for a solo treat, slathering them with taramasalata; or should guests show up unexpectedly!
Ingredients (makes 30):
1 tablespoon unsalted butter (+ more for cooking the blinis)
1 cup plain flour
½ buckwheat flour
½ teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon baking powder
2 eggs
1 cup milk
In a large, flat frying pan, melt butter over a low flame until just foaming. Remove from the heat. Set aside.
In a large bowl, combine plain flour, buckwheat flour, baking powder and salt. Dig a well and break in the eggs and add the milk, whisking until combined. Add melted butter and whisk, until well-blended. Cover the bowl with a tea towel, and allow to rest, one hour.
Melt a little butter in the large frying pan, over medium-high heat. Spoon a heaped tablespoon of the batter onto the hot frying pan, repeating until full. Cook, for a couple of minutes. When mixture start bubbling flip blinis on the other side and cook, 2 minutes more. Repeat with remaining batter and butter until you have about 30 blinis. 
Blinis freeze very well; you can store them up to 6 months.
Serve Blinis warm, with Cured Salmon, Cured Mackerel, or Cured Trout.
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rabbitcruiser · 1 year
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National Spinach Day
It’s not just Popeye who will be strong to the finish on National  Spinach Day. In fact, anyone who chooses to celebrate the day by  consuming some of this leafy green plant will get to join in on the  health benefits as well!
Packed with nutrients such as Iron, Vitamin A and Calcium, spinach is  known for being a healthy part of a balanced diet – but do we eat  enough of it?
Well, that’s what National Spinach Day is all about!
History of National Spinach Day
Originally from Persia (the area that is now Iran), spinach made its  way to China in the 7th century, where the people referred to it as the  “Herb of Persia” or the “Persian Green”. The vegetable eventually ended  up in Europe a few hundred years later, when it landed in Spain. In  fact, for some time the English referred to spinach as “The Spanish  Vegetable”. It didn’t make its way to being cultivated in North American  until sometime in the early 1800s.
Possibly the most famous person in history to be associated with  spinach is 16th-century noblewoman, Catherine de’ Medici, who ruled  France from behind her three sons for many years. Originally from  Florence, Italy, she moved to France when she married King Henry II. It  is said that Catherine loved spinach and made sure her cooks served it  at every meal. Because of this, even today, meals that are made with  spinach are often known as “Florentine” in honor of the birthplace of  Catherine de’ Medici.
This dark, leafy green vegetable that grows in groups that form a  rosette-type shape is part of the “goosefoot” family, with its close  relatives being Swiss chard and quinoa, as well as beets. Spinach has a  few different varieties that offer different shapes and sizes of leaves.  
Taking some time to celebrate National Spinach Day acts as a little nod to this tasty, healthy vegetable.
How to Celebrate National Spinach Day
While it might seem a little far-fetched to spend the day celebrating  the wonders of spinach, it’s possible–and can even be a load of fun!  People who want to celebrate National Spinach Day can employ a variety  of ideas for ways to the day, it just takes a bit of creativity.
Consider giving these ideas a try or come up with other ideas of your own:
Try Creative Ways to Serve Spinach  
Why not try a new recipe on National Spinach Day? Sauté it in olive  oil and a little bit of garlic – or what about a baby spinach salad with  mozzarella cheese, avocado slices, and crispy bacon crumbled on top?  Delicious!
Other tasty ideas for meals that include spinach are:
Bacon, spinach, and gorgonzola pasta
Spinach, artichoke, zucchini dip (with pita bread or baguette)
Spinach spanakopita (a traditional Greek pastry dish)
Creamy spinach soup
Spinach lasagna (a vegetarian take on the traditional Italian dish)
Spinach pesto on flatbread pizza
Spinach quiche (also called Quiche Florentine)
Mushroom and spinach risotto
Some people like to purée spinach up and hide it in soups and pizza  sauces for the finicky eaters in the family who may not prefer to eat it  straight up.
So, no excuses – get your leafy greens down on National Spinach Day!
Learn About the Health Benefits of Spinach  
Just like many vegetables, the healthiest way to serve and eat  spinach is fresh and raw. However, even when it is cooked, it still  remains one of the healthier vegetables. These are just some of the many  nutritional benefits:
Fiber aids the digestive system
Vitamin A (carotene), for healthy organs and eyes
Iron helps with red blood cells and tissue health
Vitamin C, antioxidants, and a booster for the immune system
Folic Acid, useful in cell function and tissue growth
Calcium, essential for bone health
Antioxidants, help remove free radicals that cause oxidative damage
While spinach also has a small amount of natural sugars and  carbohydrates, these are small in comparison to the myriad of other  health benefits provided by this tasty veggie.
Try Growing Spinach in the Garden  
Getting enough leafy greens in the diet is much easier for people who  can grow their own! And, actually, spinach is not a particularly  difficult one to grow. It’s an annual plant, meaning that it needs to be  re-planted from seed each year, but it’s hardy and enjoys weather that  is somewhat cool (but not cold).
National Spinach Day might be a bit too soon in the year to start a  garden outdoors in many parts of the world. If this is the case, it’s  simple to begin an indoor planting of spinach from seed and then move it  outside when the weather permits. Spinach likes cool weather. So, as  long as there is no risk of frost, the spinach plants should do fine  outside in the spring.
As soon as the leaves are large enough to eat, the spinach is ready  for harvest. It is healthiest when eaten as quickly as possible after  harvesting. However, it can be stored, loosely packed, in a sealed  plastic bag for several days. Don’t wash it ahead of time as it could  get mushy. Simply wash it just prior to eating or cooking with it. It  can also be frozen while it is still fresh.
Since it only takes about 6 weeks from the sowing of seeds to harvest  time, it has a quick turnaround time. This means that it’s a great  vegetable to grow in the spring as well as in the cooler autumn months  so that there’s enough for the family to eat all throughout the growing  season.
Take in Some ‘Popeye, the Sailor Man’
Some younger folks might not be familiar with the connection between  Popeye and spinach. But those of a certain generation will possibly  remember not only the Saturday morning cartoon but also the little  jingle song that went along with it!
Going further back, even before it was an animated cartoon, more  mature folks might remember that Popeye started out as a comic strip in  the newspapers in the late 1920s. Eventually, decades later, a  live-action film tribute was created in 1980, starring Robin Williams.
The theme of the character, Popeye, was that he was a rather average  little sailor guy, with eerily large, tattooed forearms who smoked a  pipe. And when he ate his spinach? Well, he would immediately gain  superhuman strength and be able to punch the lights out of his  arch-nemesis, Bluto, in order to help one of his friends who were in  need. (Popeye and Bluto were constantly fighting over the affections of  the tall, extremely skinny Olive Oyl.)
As it turns out, pop culture actually can have a positive influence  on the world, proven by Popeye. After the character started eating  spinach, children began asking for it and sales in the United States  skyrocketed by one-third. That was quite a boost for the spinach  industry–and the health of those children!
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rosiethorns88 · 1 year
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Happy Hell Bent eve!
Scooby and the gang are finally back! Celebrating with a new freestanding papercraft of the ever-moody Alex and golden-boy Darlington! 🎉
I was flabbergasted and honored to be one of the randoms who receive the 10 chapter sample (featured here) courtesy of Flatiron Books. It was a delicacy of an appetizer, but I'm excited for the entrée, garnished with the amazing narration by Lauren Fortgang!
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witchofthesouls · 5 months
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I would love to see you write some more culture differences between the bots and humans. If you wouldn’t mind :0 I wish we saw some in TFP
Same here. I love seeing world-building and deep lore, especially with other fantasy/sci-fi civilizations.
TFP gave us so much and so little at the same time. It's like going to a restaurant, you have a drink and great appetizers, so you're constantly waiting for the entrée that isn't coming!
TFP is also really fascinating when looking at it with the lens of the caste system and its deep roots within and among the 'bots, even their reduced circumstances. I get the feeling that Optimus is way more casual in way with his team than what the decorum would demand, even with his barriers.
The Autobots would find human cityscapes as quaint. Even the dense sprawls of megacities with towering high rises are paltry reminder of what they're used to.
Cybertron was a planet where its wilds had been tamed. Either reshaped or completely stripped. The Wastelands is/was an apt name for the baren landscapes outside the established city-states.
It wasn't just a large difference in public transport and zoning and sheer scale. It was also the functional design and architecture.
City-states mimicked the layouts of Titans' ground alt-modes. They didn't sprawl outward. Those had set perimeters based on Titans' outer defenses. Instead, the cities expanded up or down.
It wasn't limited to just a parking structure or secretive bases. Whole levels housed entire communities of what castes resided there: occupations, hospitals, sewage, refineries, restaurants, entertainment, and so much. Some mecha go without ever seeing the sunlight or feel real wind, especially those at the lowest of the system. The lowest castes are set all the way at the bottom, among ancient tech and dilapidated buildings. Sorting and recycling what could be kept and what must be sent back to the upper levels.
The concept of "open to the public" would confuse the Autobots. The Golden Age operated its society under the strict overview of a caste system, which expanded to "where" and "what" individuals of a caste could access.
Monster truck rallies fall under bloodsport to them. Bulkhead once scavenged money to watch and do small bets at high-stakes drift racing and lower-tier gladiator matches below the ground. Mecha still had to pay entrance fees to it.
Parks were under the Artisanal caste. Blending murals of legends, careful tending to fauna that are functionally extinct that was tailored to the agreed aesthetic, live music from specific pupils of masters, playing on instruments that merged with the gardens, so it was difficult to tell what was a tool and a plant or animal. And entry to any of it was only allowed for certain castes.
Universities were thriving, self-contained communities, and major points of power. No one off the list would be allowed into its grounds. All visitors and short-term guests were deeply screened and monitored. There is no such thing as "dropping by." Everything is meticulously planned and prepared. Unless a faculty member personally vouches for a guest, they must heed the numerous rules or a risk permanent banning.
Academia had long since been territorial over its talents and quality of its programs and people. They refuse to allow anyone outside its jurisdiction to bully one of its own. No matter the rank or caste, it will close its inescapable jaws around an outsider.
The fact that someone could go to a private university and simply jog upon its grounds is mind-boggling to the 'bots.
As well as libraries and their courses and workshops. So anyone can go? Anyone?! Everyone has access to the knowledge!? Can anyone simply go join a seminar on local gardening? Anyone can just go to a playground and start swinging or playing basketball or flying a kite or dancing to music? Anyone?
Bulkhead had a lot of questions for Jack and Raf since they're locals compared to Miko.
"So anyone can go?"
"Yeah. I used to spend my recess looking up bird anatomy and Ancient Greece and Egypt."
"You had a thing for ancient civilizations?" Raf asked.
"Doesn't everyone?" Jack shrugged. "Pharoahs and gladiators and old gods? We ate that up with mystery books or Goosebumps."
"I read Sherlock Holmes and the Chronicles of Narnia."
"Those are classics. Hey, did you get into The Lo-"
"Hold up," Bulkhead cut in, crouched down and leaning more forward, as if sharing a secret and quietly ask, "So anyone?"
"Yes. Anyone." Jack repeated, rapidly firing off each point with a finger. "Their family. Their friends. Their classmates. Their coworkers. Their pe-"
"Even, let's say, a construction worker. He could just go inside and pick up, I don't know, quantum physics? Anatomy of any frames? Gardening?"
"Sure." Raf squinted and moved to wipe off his glasses with his sleeves. "Clubs and people like to donate more to expand the base. Some of the college professors even leave early editions of their textbooks." Raf readjusted his glasses and beamed. "It's for easier access people and for an industrial copier."
"Oh..." There was a wealth of meaning in that small noise.
"You..." Jack struggled on the concept. Perhaps giant metal aliens didn't need books and could download information from their own internet. "You don't have libraries or schools?"
"No. We did." Bulkhead sighed. "I just wasn't allowed into them."
Out of all of them, Miko would be the to come the closest to understanding them in some ways. 出る杭は打たれる. The nail that sticks out gets hammered in.
As a transfer student from Japan, Miko does have instances of culture clashes with her American classmates and host family.
She's loud. She knows that. But Americans are a different breed with no restraint. In some ways, admirable. In others, incredibly frustrating.
Miko is used to a far heavier workload with long hours after-school and a busy city life. Jasper qualifies between a small and large town that she can't walk around easily on her own with the blazing heat and bitter cold nights and the lack of a car or a bike.
Detention in the US is a joke to her. Stay in school after it's over? She's used to doing that back at home with clubs and cleaning it. On a Saturday? Same thing. Some clubs back home ran long hours over the weekend. Do homework? She already finished it during lunch or between classes because she wants all the other time to herself and the 'bots.
Because Bulkhead gets a realization just how free the kids' social mobility is, he tries to get on Miko over her scrapping at school and her assignments, especially after Ratchet's high jacking their science projects resulted in failure. And that was another strange blow since Ratchet is a medic and a scientist. She's smart and quick and can be rough around the edges and so everywhere, and, to him, Miko deserves everything she could want in her short life. (And wasn't that also a terrifying concept to grasp? To just live and die under a single vorn?)
At first, Miko was getting annoyed because it's similar to the well-meaning nagging her host family does, but she reads the worry he has, and they have to really sit down and speak and soothe over his misunderstandings.
It comes as a huge surprise to her that Bulkhead can just download a language into him. Context and colloquialisms would be missing, and he needs work because he's a mix between extreme formality and, much to her delight, yakuza. And it's all because of her own frustration that English is her second language.
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hadescookbook · 1 year
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Hungry yet? Find your seat, look over the menu! Pre-orders for Hell's Kitchens: A Hades Game Cookbook are officially OPEN.
HELL'S KITCHENS is a Hades Game-themed cookbook brought to you by 45+ Shades of the House of Hades. Featuring original recipes, food-themed illustrations, writing, & merch, this cookbook is an unforgettable journey through the layers of Hell—and beyond!
Now… BON APPÉTIT!
🛒 hadescookbook.bigcartel.com
🍽️ Dining Hours: April 7 – May 15
Bundle info below the cut!
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🌶️ THE GRAND FEAST: Full Bundle — $68
The very grandest of grand feasts! Includes zine, recipe card set, sticker sheet, potholder, charm, coaster, measurement conversion chart, & all digital items. ✨ CHEF'S SPECIAL Bundle: Get our "Kiss the Cook" apron for $5 OFF!
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🍝 ENTRÉE: FLAT BUNDLE — $42
Not looking up to wake up in a food coma? Our Entrée bundle is just for you! Includes zine, recipe card set, sticker sheet, measurement conversion chart, & all digital items.
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🫒 APPETIZER: Zine Only — $30
Not quite hungry enough for a full meal yet? Drum up your appetite with Appetizer, our zine bundle! Includes zine, measurement conversion chart, & all digital items.
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🥚 AMUSE-BOUCHE: Digital Bundle — $20
Just want a taste? Our digital bundle is lighter than those finger foods; perfect for those frequently on-the-move. Includes digital zine & printable PDFs of recipe cards and measurement conversion chart.
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👻 CHEF'S APRON: Add-On Item — $22
Get the Head Chef's very own apron*! Does not come with their onion-chopping skills or huge fish tank. Sorry. *Washed of crumbs and such.
🌟 Try the CHEF'S SPECIAL! Get the apron at a discounted price when purchased with The Grand Feast.
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kittyball23 · 3 months
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I can totally see when Poppy being pregnant wakes Branch up in the middle of night to get her some weird food she’s craving and he would go get it, no matter how tired he is.
Heck, if she asks for a full-blown 3-course meal with appetizers, an entrée and sides, he would click his heels, salute, say “yes ma'am,” and get to work 😋
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stranger-rants · 1 year
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Steve taking Billy out to dinner to a fancy restaurant expecting to have the upper hand against lower class Billy. It’s his territory. He knows how to pronounce all the fancy dishes. He’s been out to eat with his parents more times than he can count, and he’s not intimidated by market price items. He can show off to Billy by ordering for them. Wink in Billy’s direction. Say trust me, you’re going to love it. Except. When the waiter arrives at their table, before Steve can say a word, Billy smoothly gives his order without looking at the menu - the most expensive entrée with an appetizer and wine to start because he is a brat with expensive tastes. He sips on his water with lemon making eye contact with Steve who is so flustered he ends up ordering the wrong thing for himself. The rest of dinner Billy is out to get him it would seem from the way he cuts his filet mignon to the way he hums pleasantly after taking a bite. Steve may be paying for dinner, but Billy’s gonna pay for it later if he doesn’t stop sucking on his fork and playing footsie under the table.
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