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lisamarie-vee · 5 months
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iloveyoujohnnydepp · 2 months
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Johnny Depp at the premiere of Crock of Gold: A Few Rounds with Shane MacGowan during 68th San Sebastian International Film Festival in San Sebastián, Spain (September 20, 2020)
Re: Johnny Depp Producer for Crock of Gold: A Few Rounds with Shane McGowan (2020) dir. Julien Temple
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urmuz · 5 months
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manitat · 5 months
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Nekoliko tura...
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thunderstruck9 · 2 months
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Harry Kernoff (Irish, 1900-1974), The Three Absolutes from 'The Crock of Gold' by James Stephens, 1925. Watercolour, 12 x 8 in.
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burning-quesadilla · 1 year
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A blonde and another blonde and another blonde and another blonde and another blond and another blonde and a-
kinda a sequel to my redheads post
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heckyeahponyscans · 2 years
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G1 My Little Pony #13 - “The Crock of Gold”
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tomoleary · 6 months
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Thomas Mackenzie (1887-1944) “He Stood Waist-Deep in Greenery, Fronting Her Squarely” The Crock of Gold book illustration (1924)
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Crock of Gold: A Few Rounds with Shane MacGowan (2020, Julien Temple, UK)
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dailyfatefigures · 1 year
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Waver Velvet - 1/8 Scale - Bunny ver by Crock of Gold
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lisamarie-vee · 5 months
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iloveyoujohnnydepp · 2 months
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Johnny Depp is seen arriving at the Maria Cristina Hotel during 68th San Sebastian International Film Festival in San Sebastián, Spain for Crock of Gold (September 19, 2020)
Re: Johnny Depp Producer for Crock of Gold: A Few Rounds with Shane McGowan (2020) dir. Julien Temple
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drakeanddice · 2 months
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Haunted by a fantasy world where "adventurer" is handled in the same way as "assassin" in John Wick. An ifykyk secondary economy running on gold coins where everyone knows each other but no one acknowledges the elephant in the room because we have manners about our weird-ass line of deadly desperate dangerous work.
Rolling into town, looking immaculate. Checking into the Inn. Not an inn, or the coaching house, or the traveler's hostel. The Inn. The one that takes my ridiculous oversized coin and says that my room is ready, and will I need to visit the Smith today? Perhaps a meeting with the Vintner? Shall I send up the Gourmand?
"Good afternoon, Master Whicke," the Smith says, putting aside the barrel scraper he's been working on to flip a switch beside the forge. Racks of tenpenny nails and trowels and hammers fold back to reveal the glittering points and edges of a score of swords and axes and spearpoints lit with the flicker of finely-tuned enchantments. "Shall we tour what's new?"
"What sort of occasion are we hosting, Master Whicke?" The Vintner asks, pocketing the coin with a sigh. "A funeral," you say.
"Ah, well perhaps something light to start, then," she says selecting a straight-walled flask that glitters with contained starlight, proof against the touch of the undead. " And something for remembrance," she plucks a small crock of something evil-smelling and phosphorescent. "And then something to really bring down the house." She gingerly selects a double ampoule of energetic looking jellies.
The Gourmand carefully runs his knife through the salted flank of a cockatrice with a pursing of the lips. "So many neglect trail rations, Master Whicke, and it is their shame. Paired with goldenwheat pancakes and carrion honey, a mouthful of cockatrice--properly seasoned of course--will keep the mummy rot at bay, even post-exposure. I have been given to indicate by the Management that your current escapade may make such information useful to you. I will of course wrap your purchases exceedingly carefully. Rot will be your constant companion in the Black Pyramid."
There's something here.
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manitat · 5 months
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bigbigtruck · 6 months
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It's getting chilly again so I'm gonna share a cheap hearty easy recipe I like to make in winter
1 tube-thingy hot & spicy sausage (my mom always used Jimmy Dean; I've used turkey sausage and spicy Impossible sausage, your pref)
2 russet potatoes, chopped into bite size pieces (you can use red or gold potatoes, but they aren't as cheap and take a little longer to cook)
1 can black beans, undrained
1 can kidney beans, undrained
1 16 oz can tomatoes, stewed, whole, diced, whatever (I like the fire roasted kind)
1 white onion, diced (yellow is fine too)
2 or 3 cloves garlic, diced
1 or 2 bay leaves
chicken broth or water (I combine them), enough to cover
salt, pepper, thyme and herbs to taste
Sweat the onions in a pan with a little oil or fat; add garlic, add sausage. Stir frequently til sausage is crumbly and brown and onions are caramelized. Throw EVERYTHING in a pot. Stovetop at medium heat or crock pot, whatever. Just dump it all in there. (stir it up of course) I prefer crock pot bc less supervision. Cook til potato chunks are soft. It's good out the pot but way better after 24 hours in the fridge, plus you can skim any excess fat off the top after it's been refrigerated.
Ideal if u live alone for bean reasons but also bc it runs me $7-10 to make 5~6 servings depending on where I shop (but we already have the herbs/bay leaf)
anyway it's good and SUPER fuckwithable if you need substitutions.
I hope nobody reblogged this before I remembered to add the canned tomatoes
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neil-gaiman · 7 days
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What’s your favourite piece of Irish literature?
Either The Third Policeman by Flann O'Brien or The Crock of Gold by James Stephens or something else that I'm not thinking of offhand but which will be obvious when people ask about it in the notes.
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