#duck fat Potatoes

[mabith]

I'll say one thing about money. If I had it in mild excess I could at least buy a box of fifty licorice pipes to make myself feel better.

#instead I'm going to fry potatoes in duck fat #yesterday I made cheese blintzes with homemade ricotta so we're clearly in a state #I would also like a time machine to go back to the fancy alumni dinner from my freshman year at boarding school #that meal changed my life

[kathleenkye]

Crispy Duck Fat Potatoes

#Crispy #Duck #Fat #Potatoes

[drunkens-cosplay-and-art]

Recipe for Pan-Roasted Red Potatoes Your family and friends will adore these skillet-roasted red potatoes for breakfast or dinner because of the rich flavor and crunchy crust they get from the duck fat.

#pan-roasting #duck fat #potatoes #way #red potatoes #breakfast game

[thejulietsband]

Pan-Roasted Red Potatoes These skillet red potatoes pan-roasted in duck fat develop a rich flavor and crispy crust your family and friends will love for breakfast or dinner.

#duck fat #teaspoon #potato #way #potatoes

[blue-eyed-boss]

Roasted Duck Fat Potatoes

#Roasted #Duck #Fat #Potatoes

[the-eternal-quest-for-balance]

If you're a Foodie you're going to drool over this ! ! !

#potatoes #duck fat #baked #fried #food #foodie

[bobs--burgers--flipping]

Duck Fat Salt and Vinegar Potatoes

#Duck #Fat #Salt #and #Vinegar #Potatoes

[sailfindragon]

Crispy Duck Fat Potatoes

#Crispy #Duck #Fat #Potatoes

[r4dricc0]

Duck Fat Steak Fries - Fries

#Once you've tried these steak fries made with duck fat #there's no turning back. potato wedges #fan #steak fries #duck fat steak fries #name #fat

[patloika]

Crispy Duck Fat Potatoes

#Crispy Duck Fat Potatoes

[tiny-peridot]

Crispy Duck Fat Potatoes

#Crispy Duck Fat Potatoes

[dduane]

Right.

This thing's not gonna roast itself...

This is for a Middle Kingdoms recipe (but this approach is also long established on our version of Earth). Pumpkin or butternut squash slices are tossed in olive oil, laid out in the pans and sprinkled with chili flakes and a little salt. Whole peeled garlic cloves get inserted here and there; the whole business then sprinkled with oregano (though in the Kingdoms they'd be more likely to go for sage or thyme). A few thyme sprigs are scattered here and there. Then everything goes into the oven and gets roasted at 200° C / 400° F for about 40 minutes.

Some people like to add small chunks of feta or similar sheep's milk cheese to this. I usually give that a pass, both because I'm not a big feta fan and because I like not to have to take a lactase pill sometimes...

So now the result:

...And now for dinner. :) (In the background, @petermorwood is making small new-ish potatoes roasted in duck fat. "Well, the oven's hot, why waste the energy...?")

Meanwhile, the other half of the pumpkin remains to be dealt with. Tomorrow, a regional/seasonal Steldene delicacy: pumpkin tarts with hard Teinakh cheese and spiced pumpkin-flour pastry. They're gonna look so weird—pumpkin flour tends to turn things dark, if not positively green—but the flavor...! :)

#cooking #food #Middle Kingdoms meta #pumpkin #roasted pumpkin #I mean the thing's been sitting there since Halloween #and it never got jack-o-lantern'd #but it's nice and cool out back in the “boot room” #so it never went bad #just sat there looking hopeful every time i walked by #and there's ONE set of hopes realized eventually #the least i could do

[treason-and-plot]

Anita has always distrusted her chin; it has a bad reputation for making her look fat and slovenly in the mirror and in photos, even when the rest of her has been slim and svelte. And since her last birthday it has found an even more evil way to torment her -by randomly sprouting wiry black hairs!

So in an effort to tame her recalcitrant chin Anita spends approximately three hours a week at Raffaela's Beauty Clinic where she has the fat molecules under her chin destroyed using revolutionary High Intensity Focused Ultrasound Technology, and the hair follicles zapped using Medical-Grade Laser Technology. Today Raffaela also talked her into having an Alkaline Wash Treatment to reduce the downy hairs on her face, and an eyebrow shape and tint. Total damage to Anita's credit card: §575.

When she arrives home at dinner time Joël is stirring something in a pot on the stove, and Alice is in her high chair eating her dinner of mashed pumpkin and potato. Anita kisses Alice on the forehead and goes over to check out what Joël is making, lured by the smells of bacon and fried onion and black pepper and garlic. It's some type of creamy pasta dish.

"That looks and smells sublime, darling," she says to him. "How was your afternoon?"

"Alice and I had a great time," says Joël. "I read her three different books and then we took Brutus for a walk and she fell asleep in the stroller for about half an hour and then we hung out at the park and she helped me feed the ducks. Hey, did you know there are turtles in the duck pond? I took some photos, if you want to see them later-"

"Of course, I'd love to see them," says Anita. "How was the job hunting?"

"I'll have a look tomorrow," says Joël. "I was too busy with Alice today."

"You didn't even browse the job ads?" says Anita, trying to keep the dismay out of her voice.

"I said I'll do it tomorrow," says Joël. "Hey, Alice has finished her food. Do you want to get her cleaned up and put her in the playpen? I'll give her a bath after we've eaten."

"Okay," says Anita. She has always been able to justify what she spends on her beauty treatments, but that was when Joël was earning a good income. She is attacked by sudden guilt over the §575 she spent today. Ugh, guilt is such a useless, crippling emotion. And even worse, she's sure it causes wrinkles!

#joël #anita #Alice #5 years later #back to Bridgeport

[carfuckerlynch]

[transcript: July by Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz

The figs we ate wrapped in bacon.

The gelato we consumed greedily:

coconut milk, clove, fresh pear.

How we’d dump hot espresso on it

just to watch it melt, licking out spoons

clean. The potatoes fried in duck fat,

the salt we’d suck off our fingers,

the eggs we’d watch get beaten

‘til they were a dizzying bright yellow,

how their edges crisped in the pan.

The pink salt bloom of prosciutto

we pulled apart with our hands, melted

on our eager tongues. The green herbs

with goat cheese, the aged brie paired

with a small pot of raspberry jam,

the final sour cherry we kept politely

pushing onto each other’s plate, saying

No, you. But it’s so good. No, it’s yours.

How I finally put an end to it, plucked it

from the plate, and stuck it in my mouth.

How good it tasted: so sweet and so tart.

How good it felt: to want something and

pretend you don’t, and to get it anyway. /end transcript]

my favorite food poem and one of my favorite summer poems <3

#odhran.txt #poetry #cristin o’keefe aptowicz #july #seasons songs #seasonal poetry

[satoriberry]

silly man higuruma :3 [headcanons!!]

-> because hot serious men deserve to be bbgirl,,,they deserve to be silly and have some lighthearted silly moments,,,,

⇝ he has a very cute sneeze. doesn't like it. holds in his sneezes because of that :(

⇝ when he's not losing sleep over a criminal case, he enjoys going to places you wouldn't imagine a mildly grumpy lawyer to be in. like, oddly sitting in the corner of a mascot café, or, exiting the movies with a barbie-themed movie goblet in hand and 3D glasses perched on his nose. he said it himself: he went off the trails after reaching his mid-30s :3

⇝ he has an affinity for ceramic animal decorations: a cute slug on his desk, a crab on his kitchen counter, a duck on the shelf next to his apartment door. they're scattered everywhere, and he likes watching people try to find each and every one on the rare occasion that he has guests.

⇝ he blushes easily and he doesn't like that either :( whenever he's embarrassed for example, he'll try to maintain his cool man façade but his face is very much to turning red so he's not very slick with it HA!

⇝ not pudgy but some parts of him are satisfyingly grabbable, especially his tummy and his upper torso!!

⇝ chips connoisseur. EXCLUSIVELY fucks with good quality chips. you'll never catch him munching on something as low-class as DORITOS or CHEETOS 🤮🤮🤢

⇝ he likes sweet people. sweet people as in individuals who find it in them to be altruistic and tolerate anyone and everyone with no discrimination; people who rarely hold grudges and who don't let the sucky parts of life get to them. he likes them because he wishes he was like that too (i said silly headcanons but this isn't very posiitve now is it uhhhh)

⇝ he eats biscoff spread from the jar. straight up CRACK for him. always regrets it right afterwards because tummy ache :3

⇝ he think sugargliders are fucking adorable and would love to own one if that was feasible (which i think it is in certain places??)

⇝ he's handsome now in his 30s but he was actually on the cuter side in university because homebody had BRACES. he looked like a stereotypical dork but it was extremely endearing and people thought he looked adorable (yes even at age 23)

⇝ thick luscious short hair. he doesn't fear baldness. baldness fears him.

⇝ however he started developping gray hairs before he had even hit 30 oopsie doopsie

⇝ bigggg fan of detective conan, loves the show and rewatches old episodes for nostalgia's sake

⇝ loves arguing with americans on the internet.

⇝ favourite food out of convenience is rice with seaweed OR!! a jacket potato because he gets to release some anger while stabbing the fuck of the potato before throwing it in the oven

⇝ wants a blond cat. apartment doesn't allow pets. would either name the cat cheddar cheese or keke (short for keylime pie)

⇝ he has big fat wet eyes that stare at your soul so you'll either fall for his bizarre charm or believe he plans on killing you from how hard he's looking.

⇝ loves those little applesauce pouches :3

⇝ ok that's it goodbye :D

#berry.writes <3 #higuruma hiromi #hiromi higuruma #higuruma #higuruma jjk #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk headcanons #ngl kitten daddy is not feeling good but at least he wrote some silly headcanons about our favourite defense attory!!

[theoppositeofprofound]

Assigning First Age humans favorite foods for reasons

Bëor/Balan: Holds a traveller’s fondness and fear towards the humble mushroom; he counts himself lucky that Nargothrond is so vigorous in fungiculture.

Haleth: Though she’s eaten orc (before the elves got all hysterical about it) she doesn’t like it. As an older woman she gets a taste for dried hawthorn and very piquant rowan wine.

Marach: Grains are a new indulgence, he was never much of a farmer while on the march. In Estolad he finds a love of barley cakes.

Adanel: Raises ducks for gizzards

Imlach: Turnips in mountain goat butter. Like elves, he’s not “lactose tolerant” but cold climate girls make do.

Andreth: Innovated heavily in the field of Jellies, combining old advice from her teachers and elf lore to finalize the perfect crabapple jam.

Bregor: Lake trout with bitter orange.

Beril: Trained truffle hounds and valued her prizes highly.

Emeldir: Roast pig, fattened and butchered in autumn. As the main coordinator, she takes pride in the finished product and lets herself have a bit of crackling when it’s done.

Barahir: Is impressively lactose tolerant and enjoys an early, soft cheese, baked till its gooey.

Beren: In the dark woods, birds without a brood that year would spit crop milk into his mouth. It isn’t the taste he misses but the sense someone was one his side. Also hot drinks—after years being hunted it’s nice to have the security to build a fire.

Húrin: Lamb with a a certain blend of spices, the recipe reportedly over the mountains by his ancestors. No one uses cumin like Hador’s people.

Huor: The elves of Gondolin kept snail—he’s never been able to recapture the crisp, woody taste of their eggs.

Morwen: Dove, roasted, maybe a little more raw than is advisable but she trusts her butchery.

Rian: Nectar from the woodbine that blooms late in spring

Ulfang: Fresh wild-strawberries; his sons would bring him handfuls of them when they were small.

Bór: He likes a fermented milk, somewhere between kumis and filmjölk, but he’ll also drink milk raw just to flex on Maedhros’ kin.

Aerin: Even before she was tasked with feeding great numbers in the shadow of famine, she had a fondness for the humble onion.

Tuor: Bumblebee honey, dug out of the ground right at the coming of winter, when the bees are dying and don’t need it anymore.

Túrin: A pine nut/bear fat/mandrake pemmican Beleg taught him. None of his friends handle the alkaloid content as well as he does. He likes raw potatoes too.

Nienor: Used to catch the snakes that came to prey on her mother’s birds and make them into soup. As Níniel she eats crabapples before they can be jellied.

Dior: Little minnows found in the cold streams of Doriath and around the island of his birth. Also, eel.

Brandir: Roast chestnuts—he uses his cane to crack them open to the delight of children.

Eärendil: Enjoys shark as a child, before Morgoth’s seeping rot builds up dangerously in local bioaccumulators. Likes fennel in Sirion and the sea buckthorn that grows near his lady’s tower across the waves.

Elros: Seafood is a steady source of protein for an establishing society. Once they have the stores to use their sheep for meat as well as wool though? He’s your king for mutton in almond milk.

#since my second age post has been going around #the silmarillion #edain