#fresh baked bread

[fallensapphires]

Food: Fresh Baked Bread

The smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water, is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight.

#Mary F.K. Fisher #The art of eating #fresh bread #fresh baked #Fresh baked bread #baking bread #bread #breadstagram #breadstuff #Breads #food moodboard #food aesthetic #foods #moodboard #aesthetic

[nodssalementriche]

Tomorrow I will ride my bike to the bakery to get a loaf of bread. I will go early so it is fresh

#happy little things #growing every day #all moments are special #fresh baked bread #baked fresh #slow moving #slow living #blog #wlw #333

[vasconacho]

FЯESH BЯEAD

Salted Sea Crust Fresh Bread

have yeast, salt, pepper, special recipe [hehehehehe] ready. leave dry ingredients and heat water to 110. pour water into dry ingredients or however you like. mix. mmmmmmmmm tasty Look Mr. Bread is here!

Best salt to use: Celtic Salt w Italian rustic pieces and very fine (texture)

Flour [sifted]

barbados sugar

When crisping don’t roll in salt until ready, cheers

#vasco nacho creative #AyeeeeeeeeeeEEEEAAA Get Ya Bread HeaAH #fresh baked bread #recipe for fresh baked bread

[elwegencyn]

I’ve been fantasizing about homemade chicken soup and fresh baked bread all day! Weather not permitting or matching my food cravings.

#when is fall weather gonna hit #chicken soup needs #fresh baked bread #food cravings #can’t wait

[pinewoodpipit]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: VALORANT (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fade/Neon (VALORANT), Fadeshock - Relationship Characters: Fade (VALORANT), Neon (VALORANT) Additional Tags: Fadeshock, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Romantic Fluff, this is just pure fluff, Cooking, cooking together Summary:

It’s not often that Fade and Neon get the common area to themselves. With most of the Protocol out on missions, the Headquarters is nearly empty, leaving it largely up to their jurisdiction.

With their newfound freedom and the space to use the kitchen for as long as they like, they decide to make some curry.

#pipit writes #own post #valorant #fadeshock #fluff #fanfic #fanfiction #fresh baked bread

[chezkazu]

My Bread

#all purpose flour #sea salt #yeast #water #chez kazu #food #my bread #fresh baked bread #happier life #thank you

[witchcore34]

#photography #adventure #wanderlust #wandercore #outdoors #beautiful #nature #cottagecore #cottage aesthetic #bread #baking #fresh bread #flowers #wildflowers

[unpretty]

my most old person trait is that when i'm at the store and see marrow bones for $9 a pound i can't stop myself from complaining that you used to be able to buy a pack of those from the local co-op for a dollar

#original #every time it comes out of my mouth i'm like 'oh no i am old' #but listen. it was my special treat. #i would bake my five minute no knead bread and roast my marrow bones at the same time #so i could have hot fresh bread with bone marrow #and now they want NINE DOLLARS A POUND. FOR BONES. #they also stopped carrying the good brie so you can imagine the problems i'm having #you want me to buy president brand?? i can get earwax for free i make my own

[andallshallbewell]

#bread #fresh bread #sage herbs #sage #baking

[scribefindegil]

We STILL don't have a sink so I will have to wash my dishes in the bathtub but nevertheless today on April 19th I made bread in honor of Ancient Roman "On April 19th I Made Bread" Day

#also because seeing Senshi's bread in the dungeon has awoken a near rabid craving for fresh-baked bread in me #and i finally just could not stand it anymore

[llamagoddessofficial]

@justanotherotaku1102, thank you sm for commissioning Skull from the coffee shop AU being a loveable boye 🥺 he is Everything

---

This wasn’t your first attempt at dough. You felt increasingly, though, like it was going to be your last.

It was the very early morning, at your coffee shop, sunshine was already peeking through the windows of the kitchen. 6am... you’d already set up the cafe for the 7am opening, machines cleared and prepared, cutlery and dishes cleaned and ready to go, food out in the display cases. You and your only employee were now just cleaning up, preparing for opening- you’d felt like you had enough spare time this morning to attempt some baking.

...

You probably would’ve been better to just throw the ingredients straight in the garbage.

You had no idea what it was. It seemed like you were cursed, or something. You really thought that by now, you’d be able to successfully manage something as basic as a bread dough- you were hoping that your time around your professional baker suitors would’ve meant that some of their prowess would’ve rubbed off on you. Sans’ ability to craft the most intricate and incredibly delicate pieces, Red’s magic touch with even the most complex pies, surely you’d pick up some skills?

You really hadn’t.

... You stepped away from the oily, sticky mess on the countertop in front of you, fingers caked in mixture. You were getting unreasonably frustrated over some fucking bread dough... looking at your wasted work, you felt choked up and angry.  

...

“... struggling?” Skull asked.

You looked over your shoulder at him. He was by the oven, big eye quietly observing you... you could see why he used to scare you so much. But right now, Skull was the only person who could talk to you without you exploding. A softspoken giant with a gentle temperament, he was a baker by trade- he had been here in the kitchen since at least 4 in the morning, making the pastries and cakes that decorated the shelves of your cafe. Stars knows you needed him, given your absolute dogshit baking skills.

He had been quietly watching the whole time. You knew he had. You bit back frustrated tears, smearing your sticky hands over your apron- “Yes. I’m giving up.”

“... the dough?”

“Going in the trash.” You choked. “Where my cooking belongs.”

“... can i... see?”

Skull didn’t like food waste. Any kind of food waste. You deflated... suddenly feeling bad for talking about throwing it away. Some of the anger dissipated.

“... Sure. You can try and save it.” You stepped back from the sticky mess of oil, flour, water and yeast. “Do what you want.”

... Skull moved over. He walked slowly, with a gentle lean, like one side of him weighed slightly more than the other... he stood beside you at the countertop, looking at your ‘work’. His jagged face meant he preferred to spend his days at the cafe hidden away in the kitchen, cooking while you handled customer service. He was at his happiest when making something.

He stared at your mess.

...

“jus’ needs... more flour.” He mumbled. “and... kneading.”

“I can’t knead.” You said, dejectedly.

He glanced at you.

“... show me.”

You looked up at him- you didn’t know why he wanted you to show him when he’d probably seen your sad and frustrated kneading attempts earlier. But you did as he asked, moving back in front of the bread. He had said more flour, right? You took a handful of flour out of the bag and generously dusted your terrible creation. You pressed your hands into it... doing the closest you could get to the method you saw in videos and on TV.

...

Skull moved behind you. And suddenly, his huge hands were on either side of your own. 

You froze; wait, he was standing behind you? So close, too... close enough that you could feel the warmth coming off him. Your heart thudded- what?

His chest gently bumped your upper back.

“here.” He said softly, breath ruffling your hair. His big, scarred hands reached forward...

... And took yours in his own.

You clamped your mouth shut to stop the tiny squeak from escaping you. You felt like you were being swallowed, and you didn’t dislike it. He smelled like cinnamon. Skull guided your hands patiently- he angled your palms, and helped you push the dough, the ball of your hand first. His precision and experience was clear with the smoothness and direction of his movements... and on top of that, he knew exactly how gently to hold your tiny human hands.

“... push n’ roll.” He said. “s’that simple. don’t worry... bout speed. people who... knead fast... have been doin’ it for years.”

You could hear your heart in your ears, now. You’d seen this guy lift up your fridge with one hand, so he could sweep underneath it- you knew the feats of strength he was capable of. And yet, he somehow held your hands like they were glass, while still applying enough pressure to guide them. 

You tried your damndest to concentrate, to make the most of his clear expertise. Push and roll. Push and roll...

...

... And... oddly enough, not fussing about the bread too much because you were constantly thinking about Skull’s slow breaths tickling your scalp and his massive arms around you, you found you were robotically performing the motions he was guiding without your usual overthinking. It only took a few moments for you to realise you were actually kneading the dough. Properly.

... A swell of pride in your chest, and a little smile on your face. Maybe you weren’t cursed after all?

“... there we go. you got it.” He murmured, affectionately, almost right up against your hair. The way he said that, him murmuring so close, his deep voice through his chest... you were kinda glad he was behind you, he couldn’t see you blushing. Would he catch you if you fainted?

“R-Red kneads fast.” You managed to get out. He kept kneading with you.

“he’s showing off.” Skull said, disapprovingly.

You couldn’t help but snort. The dough was starting to take on a smooth, flawless texture. “And Sans?”

“probably... can’t make bread. bread’s not... science enough.”

A warm laugh escaped you. For a moment, you could’ve sworn Skull paused- but not too long.

... Skull was right about the bread. I mean, of course he was. But it was still nice to see your mistake gradually turning into something that would probably look alright in the oven. With some flour, and some kneading, it more and more resembled an object that could soon become edible. Your efforts (and the ingredients) weren’t totally wasted.

Skull finally took his hands off yours... placing them on the counter. You immediately missed the warmth. But you now had, before you, a lovely silky-looking ball of dough.

“... Then it proves. Right?” You turned, looking up over your shoulder at him. Even though he’d taken his hands off yours he didn’t take his hands off of either side of you. His big, warm eye stared down at you.

“... mhm. ‘bout n hour.” He tilted his head. “want... me to prove, and bake? since... you’ll be... busy.”

“You trying to put a bun in my oven, Skull?” You teased.

...

Skull’s eyelight widened. And his whole face, just like that, flooded with an ultramarine blue.

“u-uh.”

...

You made yourself smile, despite your furious embarrassment and burning face. You moved to the side- he took his arm off the counter, letting you slip out from his enveloping personal space bubble.

“I-I should go wash my hands and open the store.” You blabbed, smearing your hands on your poor apron again. You’d need to grab a replacement, no way you could greet customers like this. “Would you like another coffee before the doors open?”

He nodded, dumbly. “... m... mhm.”

You scurried away, desperately needing a moment to cool, so your cheeks weren’t on fire when people started coming through the door.

...

Skull, alone in the kitchen, busied himself with readying your bread dough for proofing- trying to find a way to distract himself, and stop the loud purring that had immediately started filtering out of his chest once you were out of earshot.

#commissions #coffee shop au represent #skull got that quiet boy rizz #she let me hit because i can bake her warm fresh loaves of homemade bread

[mischievousspooks]

On April 19, I made bread.

#flat fuck friday #roman bread day #julian calendar roman bread day #on a friday woo hoo! #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #2al poptart #2al keychains #disaster twins #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt donatello #hamato donatello #rottmnt leo #rottmnt leonardo #hamato leonardo #disaster twins chillin on warm fresh baked bread #i think i'll call him waffle

[squareofshape]

maybe this is just me and my specific sensory Stuff but the more work i put into reducing waste & living sustainably, the more i find that even the most mundane of tasks can be truly pleasant.

using a cut&hemmed chunk of old, loved-to-faded-pieces t-shirt as a napkin in my work lunch makes me smile during my too-short break (would a paper towel do that for me?)

the mended spots on my clothes mean that every time i get dressed, i have endless, ever-expanding opportunities for customization & personalization

when i put a saucer upside-down over my bowl in the microwave, then i have a convenient not-quite-clean-not-really-dirty plate to shield my hands from the hot bowl of soup

fabric shopping bags are so so durable and so much easier to carry around than plastic bags

just like. the joy of solarpunk living

#don't even get me started on natural fibers bro #this post was inspired specifically by how nice it was to eat my souplunch today with my fresh baked bread #square #sustainability #sustainable living #solarpunk

[bovineblogger]

maybe i should make an about page w name pronouns etc... and add all the other animal review blogs i know to it??? i think that would be cute

#post #also im not wt the cow show yet im eating my breakfast (i got up 2 hours early to bake bread for my beloved friends) #(theyre gonna be soooooo pranked. get fresh breaded losers))

[magicfor3st]

Some more scribbly sketches for au I might or might not finish eventually

Guppy ventures out into the forest to give Clover- a recluse survivor of the war- a proper thank you for giving him closure about the fate of his sons. The camp he finds is dilapidated and weathered from a recent storm, and his heart drops as his gaze meets the motionless form of the green teddybear in the raggedy tent. Pulling back the curtains he's relieved to find him alive, but in terrible condition; his breathing is shallow, beads of sweat drip from his brow and soak his threadbare clothes, and he's entirely skin and bones under his fluffy pelt. He was in rough shape the first time they'd met, but now he's barely distinguishable from the corpses that used to litter these enchanted woods

His legs and back aren't what they used to be, but he can't very well let his late son's only real friend die, can he?

#unicorn wars #unicorn wars oc #unicorn wars papa #unicorn wars au #just a little sketch idea because im kinda art blocked #and i havent been able to make au stuff lately #hes gonna take care of him and fill him up with hot vegatable soup and fresh baked bread 🍲🥪 #i know i draw events out of order all the time but this is before they become friends and codependant

[tadpolebobatea]

Day 1 - Favourite negator!

It’s POOKIE BEAR (Are you surprised? I’d bet good money you aren’t)

Gods saddest soldier fighting his toughest battles (trying not to lose focus and have a consensual work place relationship)

(gods second saddest soldier was me. Trying to draw tellas hair.)

(I could talk about him more but I’d be repeating myself. He’s the babygirl. If you haven’t read the manga do it now)

Super happy with 100s expression though, wry smile for my sad little guy. The eyebags also make me happy.

Time lapse

#I kept this drawing relatively simple I think? #couldn’t resist drawing both versions of him though #i had to draw them #the subtle visual differences are better than fresh baked bread #100 has muted colours n i made his scars bigger #hes older so theyve had... more time to expand? made sense in my head #101s scars are star shaped #simplify. make them cute. his hair is way fluffier too #im super happy with how pre loop tellas hair looks. its so cute. #uuweek2024 #undead unluck manga #tella undead unluck #uu tella #my art <3 #my art &lt;3 #undead unluck