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bearingferal · 2 months
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more long haired mikey 👀
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I hope this works for you cause its what I got rn 🙏🙏😔
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apolloendymion · 7 months
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great-grandma's norwegian meatballs and gravy recipe
y'all remember that post about the person who fell out w their mom and posted her meatloaf recipe as revenge? well,
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^ THIS is my mom's copy of my family's christmas eve norwegian meatballs recipe. i don't even celebrate christmas anymore, lol
don't worry, i transcribed and edited that mess into something more legible. here it is, under the cut:
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2 mixing bowls
whisk/beater
frying pan
spatula
ingredients:
12 tbsp very finely chopped onion
8 tbsp butter
2 lb ground beef
3/4 lb ground pork
1 cup bread crumbs
1 cup milk
2 eggs
4 tsp sugar
2 1/2 tsp salt
1 tsp nutmeg
1/2 tsp allspice
steps:
premix sugar, salt, nutmeg, and allspice
beat eggs
brown onions in half the butter
in a separate bowl from the sugar, mix the browned onions with beef, pork, bread crumbs, milk, and eggs. don't overmix, or the meat will become tough.
add sugar mixture to meat mixture, still taking care not to over-mix
shape meat mixture into 1 inch balls
heat the rest of the butter at a low temperature
add meatballs and brown over medium heat. shake the pan to keep meatballs round and ensure even cooking. serve alongside mashed potatoes, lefse, and søtsuppe!
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I've added subtitles to this video of @/cabrafotuda (Instagram, TikTok) and his lovely grandma cooking bollitori, a traditional dish from the Alacant area in the south of the Valencian Country.
This dish is typically eaten during the Holy Week, especially on Holy Thursday, since it's a humble food with no meat.
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footprintsinthesxnd · 4 months
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The Angel of Easy
Mads!! I was so excited when Réka messaged me to be your Secret Santa pinch hitter. So here is a special little Nixon fic for my favourite fellow Lewis fangirl.
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Being one of the few female intelligence officers in the 101st was always going to be a slightly different experience. Despite her training as an SOE and working at Bletchley Circle nothing prepared her to be thrown into a company of men who drank, swore and fought like dogs but formed a group far stronger than any family could ever be. One of the men she warmed most to was Lewis Nixon. His endless sarcasm and witty humour had cemented him in Y/n’s heart and it didn’t take long for them to become firm friends and then something more.
“Do you have to go on that patrol? Can’t you just stay here with me?” Lewis whined, his head still buried under the bed covers as his near-naked frame lay sprawled across the bed.
Y/n laughed, lacing up her lump boots as the grown man rolled over to face her, his blurry eyes and sleepy smile tugging on her heartstrings and if she looked at him any longer she would climb right back into bed with him.
“You know I have to go. This is finally my chance to truly prove myself,” she retorted, this would be her first time on a patrol without Lewis and she intended to gain the respect of her fellow paratroopers.
“You’ve already proven yourself to me in many ways,” Lewis wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and Y/n sighed, hitting him with the nearest pillow.
“I have to go, I’ll see you later. I love you,” Y/n called as the door slammed shut behind her.
“Love you too,” Lewis mumbled into the pillow, his mind drifting back into his sleepy state when he sat upright. Had she just said what he thought she had? And had he replied with the same answer?
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“You know Lieutenant, you’re not that bad after all,” Johnny Martin, nodded at her and she smiled in return. Johnny was a hard man to win over so this was the biggest compliment he could have given.
“Yeah, you’re alright Little Lady,” Bull chimed in, patting her on the back with his large hand.
“Well thanks, guys, I knew you’d like me eventually.”
The group continued to laugh as they followed the path back towards their camp when a loud crack from beside them caused them all to hit the deck. “FLASH?” Johnny shouted, his weapon raised. “Flash? Or we fire.” Was followed by a burst of machine gun fire. The firing above Y/n head caused her to freeze, she’d been through basic training just like the rest of them, she’d fired her weapon and she carried her M1 with her now, but something inside her would allow her to move. Her limbs lay frozen against the wet, muddy soil, her head pressed to the ground.
“Y/L/N GET UP!” Johnny grabbed her collar and shoved her against the nearest tree. “Y/l/n, you used that goddamn gun of yours. I don’t care if you are a Lieutenant or a fucking Major. I’m not losing any of my men because of you.” Johnny's voice was harsh, his usual snarl mixed with a desperation for her to follow his instructions.
Y/n nodded quickly, raising her M1 and firing around the edge of the tree. Johnny seemed satisfied with this and continued his way along the line to check in with the rest of his men. Y/n continued to fire, round after round, clip after clip, with only the image of Lewis in her mind to keep her grounded.
“I’m out of ammo,” she called down the line but the others were too preoccupied to hear her above the firing. Y/n did something she never thought she would do, she got up and ran. Time stood still as her legs carried her from behind the cover of her tree to the next tree, bullets whizzing past her.
“You alright Luz?” She asked, sliding down next to George who was trying to call through to Winters on his radio. George nodded to her and she grabbed his ammunition, loaded her weapon and started firing again.
The noise was deafening, nothing like practising on the ranges back at Toccoa.
“Y/L/N!” Johnny called, waving at her from the next tree down. “There’s a whole goddamn Panzer division coming from the south. We’ve gotta get outta here.”
Y/n nodded, motioning for him and the other men to head for cover further back from the line as she continued to fire. Johnny and Bull appeared by her side soon after.
“The others have retreated. I think we’ve hit their line. What’s your orders, Lieutenant? Johnny, Bull and George looked at her expectantly and Y/n felt the weight of the world on her shoulders.
“We hold them off for as long as we can, at least we can give the others a chance to pull back.” The men nodded at her, seemingly approving of her reply.
George continued to keep Winters and the battalion in the loop while the others continued to fire upon the inbound Panzer division. Mortar fire from Malarkey’s mortar squad littered the tree line in front of them and sporadic machine gun fire came in response.
“Winters says to pull back. The air force is bringing in air cover,” George shouted over the firing.
“Cease fire,” Y/n called, motioning for Johnny to head back first while supplying covering fire, then Bull and then George.
“What about you Lieutenant?” George asked, hiking his radio onto his back.
“I’ll be right behind you George, okay?” George nodded, keeping his head down and sprinting towards the cover of the tree line.
Now that she was alone Y/n wondered how she was meant to get herself out of this situation and without covering fire she was a sitting duck. They would have had her firing zeroed by now and mortars would surely start firing soon.
“Well, it’s not or never,” Y/n threw herself out from behind the tree, firing towards the German line as she retreated. Once the clip was empty she slung the weapon onto her back and turned tail, running towards George who was waving frantically at her.
“Y/N COME ON!” He screamed, grabbing her hand as she collapsed into him. “Christ Lieutenant, you’ve got a death wish,” he laughed, helping her up. Johnny nodded at her and Bull gave her his signature smile until their faces fell.
“Hey, what’s all the long faces for?” She laughed, “We just got out of there alive didn’t we?”
“Umm Y/n you might wanna sit down,” George caught her as her knees buckled beneath her. Johnny and Bull quickly moved in to help. Johnny pulled his aid kit out of his pocket, pressing a bandage firmly to the pool of blood at her side, before helping to lift her into Bull’s arms.
“Stay with us Little Lady,” Bull whispered as her heavy eyelids slid closed.
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“You know what they say, Dick,” Lewis sighed, rubbing his hand over his stubbly chin.
“What do they say, Lew?” Dick stretched his arms above his head, as he sat in the armchair beside him.
“Well sometimes, no matter how much you want it, some stories just don’t get a happy ending,” Lewis choked, the tears freely rolling down his cheeks again. He had cried so much in the last twenty-four hours that he wasn’t sure how he had any tears left to cry.
“She’ll pull through, Nix. She’s strong and she knows you are waiting for her. She’ll make it.” Dick patted Lewis on the back, raising from his chair and leaving Lewis to sit in his uncomfortable silence once more.
“Lewis?” Her voice was weak, her breaths shallow but her bright eyes watched him intently as he raised his weary head.
“Y/n? By God you’re awake. Oh thank God,” Lewis flung his arms around her neck, burying his head into her neck and crushing the air from her lungs. “Careful Lew, I’m a little sore,” Y/n whined, pushing Lewis gently to which he jumped away.
“I’m so sorry, Sweetheart. Are you alright?” Lewis sat back down in the armchair, his hand clutching desperately at hers.
“I’m a little sore,” she admitted, wincing as she tried to move.
Lewis jumped up again, “do you need me to get, Roe? Do you need some morphine?” Lewis' eyes were wild, searching her face for the unspoken answer.
“No. No, I'm alright. Just sore,” Y/n reassured him, reaching for his hand which Lewis took instantly.
“I was so worried I’d lost you,” Lewis admitted, his eyes full of tears but he couldn’t take his eyes off of her, too afraid that he’d blink and she’d be gone.
“I’m sorry I worried you, Lew. It was all going so well. I think I proved myself to them.”
Lewis chuckled, leaning forward to brush the hair that had fallen upon her face, “You, my love certainly did prove yourself. You are all the men of Easy can talk about. Hell, you’re the ‘Angel of Easy Company.”
Y/n laughed, “Well that’s something I suppose.”
“Just next time, maybe don’t get yourself killed over it alright? I don’t think I could go through that again,” Lewis looked at her poignantly and Y/n just smiled. Her fingers reached up, brushing her fingers over Lew’s cheek, cupping it gently.
“I promise, Lew. I won’t do it again but if I do at least I know I have you to come back to.”
Dick smiled from his spot in the doorway, he’d had a message from Colonel Sink but he couldn’t bear to interrupt this precious moment. Just for those few minutes, his friends were happy and that was all Dick could ask for.
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planetnini · 4 months
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satoru is a certified lover boy… in every single one of my fics no matter what genre… he will and always remain a lover boy even if he doesn’t know it
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originalgravity · 2 months
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alexturntable · 4 months
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Fernando calling Charles easy
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Merry Christmas HBO War Friends!!
Especially @footprintsinthesxnd , who was my Secret Santa person this year!! For you, here is a love letter from your favorite Cajun, along with a moodboard inspired by the letter 🥰 hope you enjoy and Merry Christmas!! ❤️🎄
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7 May, 1945
My darling,
We just got to Austria today. I wish you could see how gorgeous it is - the mountains would be absolutely perfect for one of our weekend hikes! I've been thinking about those a lot lately. I miss having adventures with you before I left. I'd give just about anything to have another picnic by the lake with you. Those are my favorite moments to think about - just you and me, relaxing in the sun, talking about anything and everything. I'll never forget the day we had the whole picnic set up, you were in a beautiful blue dress, and out of nowhere the heavens opened up! The rain poured, but all we did was laugh and run underneath a nearby tree. That kiss we shared in the rain that day was one of the happiest moments of my life.
I saw something else that reminded me of you yesterday. Talbert’s dog Trigger got a cut on his foot, so Tab was patching it up. All I could think of was you and how gentle you are with the animals you care for. I will always be in awe of how good you are with animals and how you're able to keep them calm while caring for them.
I swear thinking about you is the only thing getting me through this war. Whenever I feel alone, I just remember how it feels to be in your arms at the end of the day, you make all the stress and pain melt away. You are my safe space, you are my home. I can't wait to be home with you. I can't wait to dance to the radio with you while we make dinner. I can't wait to drink our coffee together on quiet mornings. I am going to come home to you as soon as I can, darling. I promise.
I love you more than yesterday, and less than tomorrow,
Your Gene
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flyers-deactivated · 2 months
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unruly ? likely thing for philly sports fans to be
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mellasso · 4 months
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Jason Sudeikis and Corruption (part 1) This Giant Beast That Is the Global Economy S1 E8: A Global Corruption Tour (2019)
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smoshidiot · 4 months
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i am sooo frickin scurred right now
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cookinguptales · 4 months
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I have been asked about The Broccoli Soup so like
When I was really little, maybe around 3, my dad put all our stockings up, but mine wasn't hanging quite right. So he got the bright idea of just sticking a can of broccoli soup in the toe to weigh it down a little. No problem! Now they all look very nice.
There was a problem, actually! I was just a toddler and no one had explained to me why there was a can of broccoli soup at the bottom of my stocking... so I thought it was one of my presents??
And friends, I. Was. Psyched.
I really like broccoli, and back then my dad used to doctor up instant broccoli soup for us with fresh broccoli and cheese. It was one of my favorite meals! So when my dad tried to take the can of soup from my stocking to put it back in the pantry, I cried.
Like, he had to promise me we could eat the soup together as soon as it wasn't Christmas anymore just to get me to stop sobbing. I could not understand why my father was stealing the soup that Santa had left for me. lmao.
Then, the next year, I was really upset to find no broccoli soup in my stocking! I was gearing up to start crying again because Santa had not seen fit to give me any soup that year, so my dad had to run to the pantry and be like "oh no, I guess Santa forgot to put it in there! It's right here!"
So that's the story of how I ended up having cans of broccoli soup in my stocking for most of my childhood. I was always excited to find that thing in there, too. Bless.
Anyway, I'm in my 30s now and my dad still throws a can of soup in there occasionally to make me laugh.
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red-hemlock · 26 days
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Dagny Headcanon: Easter
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Getting candy and painting eggs is fun and all, but what Dagny really looks forward to every Easter is the egg hunt that her mom sets-up for her. River waits until Dagny is asleep, and will go around the hideout that they're currently staying-in, hiding a number of plastic eggs around it for her to find in the morning. The kicker, though? None are directly in sight, and they all tend to be hidden in places that are quite challenging for the average child to find. But Dagny loves a good challenge, and enjoys it thoroughly, likening it as a precursor training of sorts to when she'll have to 'find' people as an assassin!
Especially finding the 'golden egg'. All of the eggs contain small things like candies and quarters, but the golden egg is the 'ultimate' prize, hidden in the hardest spot. This one usually contains a cool $20, or tickets to something she likes; or the best prize of all, one coupon to 'Request Almost Anything You Want from Mom'! Dagny usually uses this to get River to finally teach her 'assassin'-y things, like weak spots and even some moves to be used in order to bring down your enemies easier. Not that she can completely use them now but it's good info to stash away for when she's big!
Someday she'll convince her mom to do an egg hunt in their big warehouse hideout. She can't say 'it's too dangerous' forever, and Dagny knows there has to be a bunch of great places to hide eggs there!
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whumpy-wyrms · 4 months
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can someone just like spam me with tllr things you want me to draw. can be anything i just neeeed motivationnn
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fruitpunchnoice · 5 months
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My dad sat on him 😭
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zhuhongs · 4 months
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child of childhood neglect very troubled by kind monetary arcs of strangers
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