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holycafe · 3 years

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The last two months had flown by.

Dean had never felt like this before. He’d never been this happy. As a hunter, he’d never truly allowed himself to believe that he could get something in his life that was more than just pain and bloodshed. But looking at Cas now, his husband, who was currently burning their two-monthiversary dinner, he was happy.

“Here,” Dean said, stepping in and rescuing the chicken from the grill before it became charcoal. Cas sighed in relief, even though he had been adamant in finishing this meal by himself, and Dean pressed a soft kiss to his cheek before wiping away the bead of sweat that clung to his hairline. Cas closed his eyes and rested his head against Dean’s hand, drained after spending the last couple of hours racing around the kitchen. Dean had, obviously, offered his help sooner – seeing as how Cas could barely cook anything to save his own life – but he had been forcibly removed from the kitchen by his husband, who was insistent on doing this alone. But now, when Dean asked: “How can I help?” Cas was desperate enough that he didn’t turn him away.

They found an easy rhythm working together in the kitchen, and maybe it would be a little strange how easily they fell into it if it wasn’t for all the times that they’d worked side-by-side on a hunt together over the past twelve years? Because, actually, they hadn’t really done this yet. This cooking thing that is. Cas never needed to eat before he went to the Empty and lost his angel mojo, so he never needed to cook. And after coming back, people had always been around. There wasn’t ever just Dean and Cas in the kitchen. Not before the wedding, at least. And after the wedding, Jack sent them straight off to sunny Hawaii. Then Costa Rica, Thailand, Venice, New Zealand… Every time they got bored of the scenery and fancied a change, they just called Jack up and got zapped off somewhere new.

They’d come back for Sam and Eileen’s wedding, of course. Arrived back the day before and stayed to see them off to their own honeymoon. Then spent a couple of days milling around the bunker. But it was different now. They’d been gone for more than a month at that point, and it had gone from overcrowded to silent and empty and just as unbearable. So, they’d left again.

But it became pretty clear over the next few weeks that it wasn’t more days of sea, sun, and sand that they needed. They just needed – Dean needed – a home. And the bunker wasn’t enough anymore. He didn’t want an underground base of operations filled with spell books, cursed objects, and an endless tirade of hunters parading through the doors. Dean wanted windows and light. He wanted a place by the lake so that he could go fishing, with a big garden out back for Cas to grow whatever he wanted. He wanted a wine cellar and a porch that he could sit on with Cas in the morning and watch the sun come up. Dean wanted a home, he wanted a life, he wanted to hang up his hunting gear once and for all, and Cas was right behind him.

But they couldn’t exactly go looking for their dream house while on their honeymoon in Bali. So, once they got fed up with overcrowded beaches, strangers, and fake-happy hotel staff, the two of them returned to the empty bunker again, just in time for their two-month anniversary.

And Dean hadn’t ever really thought he was a ‘monthiversary’ kind of guy… but life as a hunter had taught him to celebrate the little things in life. And, anyway, this didn’t feel like a ‘little’ thing. This felt huge. They’d been married for two months! Two months where Dean could hold Cas’ hand without caring who saw. Two months where he could press a kiss on his cheek, his jaw, his neck, shoulder, lips. Two months with a ring on his finger – which had been a strange feeling at first but now felt as comfortable to him as his own skin.

Two months.

“I love you,” Dean said, and Cas looked up from where he was stirring the sauce, his blue eyes so beautiful. He smiled.

“I love you, too.”

They could say that now as though it was the simplest thing in the world. As though they hadn’t been hiding those feelings away like the biggest secret in the world up until only a few months ago. They loved each other, and they could say it because, of course, they did! They always had, and they always would. ‘til death do us part and all that.

Except, they both knew that death wouldn’t be the end of their story. Either they’d come back to life. Again. Or they’d find each other in heaven. That was the perk of having an ex-angel as a husband and God as their son. Dean had got a peek behind the proverbial curtain; he didn’t have to guess about what was to come. He knew that when he said Cas was stuck with him forever, he wasn’t exaggerating.

“Alright, what are we working with?” Dean asked as he got his mind back on track, taking the wooden spoon from Cas and preparing himself as he moved to taste the sauce that his husband had been working on.

It wasn’t that Dean didn’t trust Cas; he just didn’t trust Cas’ ability to cook them a meal without giving them food poisoning. After all, the last time he’d attempted to cook them anything, he’d ended up dumping sugar into the frying pan because the recipe had said to ‘caramelise’ the onions. Obviously, that had been a disaster.

This time, however, the sauce actually tasted pretty good. Dean nodded his approval. He supposed he shouldn’t be surprised; Cas always was a quick learner. He said as much and saw the way that his husband beamed with pride, his grin contagious.

They finished up the meal and set the table in the library together pretty quickly.

“I’ll put some music on,” Cas said, but Dean was soon up on his feet and shaking his head no.

“Nuh-uh. We’re not listening to Beyonce on our anniversary. We listen to real music or nothing at all,” he said. Cas knew that he was only teasing. Of course, he did; he knew Dean better than anyone. Better than even Sam did. Hell, Cas knew him better than Dean knew himself. He didn’t even hate Beyonce all that much – not that he would ever tell anyone other than Cas that – but still, Dean stayed true to his word and played his favourite Led Zeppelin playlist on shuffle through Sam’s speaker, and then they started to dig into their meal.

They were almost done eating before one of the songs that Dean had added onto the mixtape that he’d made for Cas a few years ago started to play, and Cas started to hum along, tapping his fingers lightly against his glass to the beat of ‘Thank You’.

And when Plant started singing, Cas joined in, effortlessly whispering the lyrics under his breath. “If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.”

And as Cas continued to sing along, Dean’s heart sang with him as he stared in open amazement.

“You’ve listened to the tape,” Dean said, the words almost sounding like an accusation to his own ears. And it was stupid how his stomach was doing little flips right now because they were married, goddammit! But, yeah, sometimes Cas still gave him butterflies.

Right now was definitely one of those times.

“It was a gift,” Cas reminded him. And Dean nodded, but it was so much more than that: it was the first time that Dean had put conscious effort into telling Cas how he felt. He’d given him a mixtape! A mixtape made mostly of love songs from his favourite band. “I listened to it whenever I missed you when I was away,” Cas continued, and Dean’s heart gave another little throb in his chest. “I missed you a lot.”

Christ.

“I missed you a lot too,” Dean admitted. Of course, he’d missed him. He’d missed him every damn second of every day that they weren’t together.

If Dean was better at vocalising how he felt, then he would have told Cas that. He thought that Cas still understood, though, if the was he was smiling, his blue eyes glistening, was anything to go by. He was beautiful.

Cas’ fingers were still drumming against his glass in tempo to the song as though he wasn’t even conscious of it. Dean shook his head, forgetting his dinner for a moment as he stood up and offered Cas his hand. Cas blinked at him in confused for a moment, unsure, and so Dean rolled his eyes and reached down to tug him up to his feet and into an embrace before leading them in a dance around the library.

Dean could feel Cas’ body pressed nice and warm against his own, as comfortable as the ring on his finger. He could feel the smile on Cas’ cheeks pressed against Dean’s, though he didn’t need to turn his head to see the smile for himself. He had all of Cas’ smiles memorised.

“Sing to me, Cas,” Dean teased as they danced to the song. Though, it wasn’t actually a taunt. Not really. The way he said it might have sounded like he was goading and making a joke of the situation, but in reality, the thought of Cas singing Led Zeppelin to him only served to make Dean’s insides twist up into knots. And Cas knew that because Cas knew him. And so, when the next verse began, he sang.

“And so today, my world it smiles,” he sang. His voice was deep and rough, but still beautiful, and Dean’s heart really did leap at the sound. “Your hand in mine, we walk the miles. Thanks to you, it will be done.”

“For you to meeeee are the ooooonly oneeeee!” Dean sang the next line, making Cas laugh, his breath ghosting against Dean’s neck, causing the small hairs there to stand up. Dean smiled and finally turned to face him, pressing a kiss to his husband’s lips while the song continued on around them.

Christ, he loved his man so much, more and more every day. They’d been married now for two months. Two months and counting, and Dean was so happy to spend the rest of their lives together.

#okay i tried but i kept getting writers block while writing this so sorry if it sucks #i was going to go with Cas puts on the mixtape for their anniversary dinner but this idea flowed better in writing #destiel #deancas #deancas wedding #destiel anniversary #supernatural #dean winchester #castiel winchester #jensen ackles #misha collins #spn #pieprincesswritesdestiel #pieprincesswritesspn #pieprincesswritesfics #flowersforcastag

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theglobediary · 7 years

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Brunch is my new favourite meal. I could quite happily brunch all day, erryday. But it also seems to be the thing to do in Edmonton (or Canada in general?). Go to any main restaurant on the weekend and they will slap you with a Brunch menu that runs until 3pm. Not a breakfast menu. And definitely no lunch menu. Initially, I thought it was so weird. What if I actually wanted lunch on the weekend?! However, I have since come to embrace it. We now brunch erry-weekend — without fail. So, here’s your ultimate guide to skipping lunch and making brunch a thing:

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#1: Cafe Linnea // Holland Plaza, 10932 119 St NW

My ultimate favourite — they never let me down. The Scandinavian sister restaurant to Duchess Bake Shop is my all-time favourite brunch. My go-to order are the Galletes, which are gluten-free and so satisfyingly delicious. I crave these bad boys ALL the time. I even try remake them at home. Nothing is quite like their food. Check out their menu here.

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#2: District Cafe & Bakery // 10011 109 St NW (Downtown)

District is another popular one with us (and with the rest of Edmonton — the cafe packs up full, pretty fast on weekends). They were voted #1 brunch with Avenue this year. While their menu is limited, I always go for their scramble special minus the gluten and I leave quite satisfied. You can find their menu options here.

You can also check out our full blog post on District here.

Our breakfast at @districtcafeyeg 😍 I cannot wait to go back! We did Sunday morning right by getting here early and fueling up with these dishes before the hour drive home! District, you may be my new favourite 👌

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#3: Canteen // 10522 124 St NW

I love Canteen for their interesting brunch options. Their menu offers up things like Dutch baby pancakes served with rhubarb compote, toasted coconut, walnut, back bacon and fried eggs or crispy pork belly served with fried eggs, caramelised onions and brussels sprouts. Brussels sprouts for breakfast?! Hey, don’t knock it till you try it!

You can check out our full blog post on Canteen here.

#4: Workshop Eatery // 2003 91 St SW (South)

It’s a little out of the way, but I love Workshop Eatery’s commitment to fresh and seasonal fare.

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#5: Bundok // 10228 104 St NW (Downtown)

A newbie on 104th Street, we tried this out on a market day (see here — pre-game brunch treats) and somehow got a booking. All the portions are relatively small, but my omelette was extremely fulling. Or more appropriately, my brie cheese with a side of omelette was fulling. (P.S. I’m okay with all the cheese on my plate. Gimme it all). Check out Cindy’s post over on Let’s Om Nom on Bundok here.

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#5: Clementine // 11957 Jasper Ave (Downtown)

We finally checked this gem out! Famous for cocktails, they’re also open for Sunday Brunch! While I don’t expect much from a mainly dinner-service establishment, this breakfast blew it out of the park for me. Best omelette to date. Not kidding! Our entire table ordered the omelette and now I’m kind of sad I didn’t get to try anything else on the menu, so we’re going back! Purely for research for you guys though 😉

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#6: Ampersand 27 // 10612 82 Ave NW (Old Strathcona)

Located on Whyte Ave, it’s a brunch option I always forget about (we always go for lunch & dinner). But their menu boasts options for everyone so it’s a safe beat for a crowd.

Reminiscing about this delicious order of Eggs Benedict. Join us weekend mornings from 10am-2pm for our weekly brunch. Photo: @edmontonliving . . . . #yeg #yegbrunch #yegfood #yegfoodie #whyteave #oldstrathcona #yeglocal #exploreedmonton

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#7: Sugarbowl // 10922 88th Ave (Garneau)

There is always a queue for this Edmonton old favourite (a queue I dread in winter). If you’re a diehard fan, you’ve likely experienced this too because Sugarbowl doesn’t take reservations. But it’s worth it. Their cinnamon buns are legendary and were even featured on the show, You Gotta Eat Here.

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#8: Kb & Co // 10224 104 St NW

This little gem is your health-food-one-stop-shop. Plus, it’s all plant-based so a perfect option for vegans and vegetarians. We always pop in on City Market Days for a smoothie if we haven’t had a full brunch yet to keep us going while we stroll around the market stalls or after a morning walk along the River Valley.

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PIN THIS FOR LATER

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Do you have any other favourites for brunch in Edmonton? I’d love to know to give them a try!

~ Leigh

A Guide on Where to Brunch in Edmonton Brunch is my new favourite meal. I could quite happily brunch all day, erryday. But it also seems to be the thing to do in Edmonton (or Canada in general?).

#Alberta #Canada #Edmonton #YEG Brunch #YEG Food

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