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edgewaterfarmcsa · 1 year

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FALL CSA WEEK 5

P I C K L I S T

COLLARD GREENS - SWEET POTATOES - OREGANO - PURPLE TOP TURNIPS - LEEKS - ACORN SQUASH - CARROTS - GARLIC - BEETS - MINI BROCCOLINI BUNCHES - LETTUCE

BREAD: CHEDDAR JALAPENO SANDWICH BREAD (!!!)

Oh Goodness gracious, it is impossible to hide from all this change that is currently brewing. So much energy around the election, the Lunar eclipse, and now the weather. On Monday Roy and I were harvesting collard greens in tank tops and the sun felt so hot and so good, and we were both so aware of this extremely fleeting moment. On Tuesday we all woke up, stepped outside to greet the day and promptly ran back inside to put on 10 more layers, all our woolies, and our neoprene gloves. We saw this change coming about a week ago in the 10 day forecast. Ever since, we’ve been working hard to accomplish as many outdoor tasks as possible before the hard frosts really sets in. For example, Carrots are being dug and stored nearly daily. Turnips also harvested. And around the farm, the great button up for winter continues. Tasks include pulling rebar from the field, storing remay in bins, cleaning greenhouses, oiling tools, etc…. Also we’ve been thoughtful in what we pick and when. Allie and I knew this day would come in which we’d be hemming and hawing over late fall harvests while on the 48th bunch of kale and the chill drops right into your bones. So this week we treated ourselves to harvesting from inside a greenhouse. Oh it is such a farmers dream! When temps turn south, you step right in, shut the door, and you are existing in a tropical bubble. Ray was savvy enough to think ahead about this. While we were still harvesting for Summer CSA back in August, he was seeding, planting and prepping for this moment in which it is waaaaaaay more fun to pick in a toasty greenhouse than the blustery cold. So on Monday of this week when the sun was hot, we picked all the field veg: collards, oregano, leeks, purple top turnips and on Tuesday we harvested baby broccolini bunches and lazy lettuce from the greenhouse while outside the cold wind blew.

Pro-tips:

MINI BROCCOLINI BUNCHES: I know! I know! These cuties are too small to base an entire meal off of, BUT they are so dang tasty! Eat the whole thing, stalk, leaves, flowers, etc! Hopefully by cutting all the plants back we will see a regrowth by the last CSA pick up (fingers crossed)!

Beet and Turnip Gratin Servings 8 by Brandon Matzek

9 tablespoons unsalted butter, divided (1 for the skillet, 8 for the sauce)

4 1/2 pounds mixed beets and turnips (I used red, gold and chioggia beets, peeled and sliced thin crosswise (I used an mandolin)

3/4 cup finely chopped leeks

2 teaspoons minced garlic

2 teaspoons chopped fresh oregano

Kosher salt

Freshly ground black pepper

3/4 cup chicken stock, preferably homemade

1 tablespoon chopped fresh chives

Preheat the oven to 400°F. Grease a 12-inch cast iron skillet with 1 tablespoon of butter.

Working from the outside in, tile sliced beets and turnips in a rosette pattern. I started with red beets on the outer edge, then gold, turnips, and chioggia. If you don't want to fuss with all of that, check out the note above.

Warm 3 tablespoons of butter in a small skillet set over medium heat. Add shallots and cook until soft, stirring frequently (about 4 minutes). Add the garlic and thyme and cook, stirring constantly, for 1 minute more. Take the pan off the heat, and stir in the remaining 5 tablespoons of butter. Once the butter is melted and incorporated, season to taste with kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper.

Pour the butter-garlic mixture evenly over the prepared beets and turnips, then pour over the chicken stock. Cover the skillet tightly with foil, then bake in the oven for 45 minutes. Remove the foil and cook until the top of the gratin is just starting to brown and get crispy (about 30 minutes). Let the gratin cool for 30 minutes. Sprinkle with chopped chive just before serving.

SERVINGS: 6/ TIME: 4 HOURS, MOSTLY HANDS OFF

SOURCE: JUBILEE, BY TONI TIPTON-MARTIN

I was unable to get ham hock or smoked turkey wings the week I made these (in the more unevenly-stocked months of the pandemic) and decided to use bacon (8 ounces thick-cut in 2-inch segments) instead for the smoky flavor. The broth doesn’t have the depth of a broth made with bones, but the flavor was excellent.

SMOKY SOUL STOCK2 smoked ham hocks or smoked turkey wings (see Note)

2 medium onions, quartered

4 celery stalks, including leaves, halved

2 carrots, trimmed and quartered

2 garlic cloves, peeled and smashed

1/2 teaspoon black peppercorns

2 bay leaves

GREENS AND DUMPLINGS1 1/2 quarts Smoky Soul Stock (above)

1/2 cup chopped onion

1 garlic clove, minced

1 pound collard greens

2 small dried red chile peppers or 1 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes

3/4 teaspoon salt, plus more to taste (used 2t diamond in greens)

Black pepper

1/2 cup all-purpose flour

1 1/2 cups coarsely ground cornmeal

1 teaspoon baking powder

1 teaspoon granulated sugar

2 tablespoons unsalted butter

Salt, to taste

Make the Smoky Soul Stock: In a large heavy stockpot, bring 3 quarts water, the smoked meat, onions, celery, carrots, garlic, peppercorns, and bay leaves to a boil. Reduce the heat, and simmer, partially covered, until the flavors are well-blended, about 2 hours. The broth develops a stronger flavor the longer you let it simmer.

Remove the meat from the broth. When cool enough to handle, pull it off the bones (discard the skin, fat, and bones). Chop the meat and reserve for another use. Use a fine-mesh sieve to strain the stock. Refrigerate the stock until the fat floats to the top. Use a slotted spoon to skim off the fat and discard. Store the stock tightly covered in the fridge or freezer.

Make the Collard Greens with Cornmeal Dumplings: In a saucepan, bring the stock, onion, and garlic to a boil over high heat. Reduce the heat, cover, and simmer while preparing the greens.

Thoroughly wash the greens and trim away the stems, if desired. Discard the stems or chop small. Stack 2 or 3 leaves on a cutting board and roll tightly into a log. Slice the greens crosswise into 1/4-inch-wide ribbons. Place the greens and the chiles in the broth and return to a simmer. Cook, covered, for about 1 1/2 hours for very tender greens; you may cook them for less if you have young greens or prefer greens with more chew. Season to taste with salt and black pepper. Spoon out about 1 cup of the potlikker (the cooking broth) and set aside.

Meanwhile, in a small bowl, whisk together the flour, cornmeal, baking powder, sugar, and 3/4 teaspoon salt. In a small saucepan, melt the butter. Add the reserved potlikker, and heat to just below boiling. Remove the potlikker mixture from the heat and whisk half of it (1/2 cup) it into the dry ingredients, and more if needed, 1 tablespoon at a time (I needed almost the full cup to reach a thick batter consistency). Let stand 5 minutes. When cool enough to handle, use wet fingertips (or in my case, a big scoop) to shape the dough into 6 dumplings.

During the last 15 minutes of the collards’ cooking time, carefully drop the cornmeal dumplings into the pot with the greens, making sure the dumplings rest in the potlikker. Cover the pot and simmer until the dumplings are cooked through, 10 to 15 minutes.

Serve the greens and dumplings in bowls with plenty of potlikker.

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kyanitegemverse · 3 years

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Reunion - Ark AU -

Here we are! A bit about two idiots in love seeing each other again.

some things will have links to help with some context!

It was dawn when Avry woke up. The little makeshift camp she and Bishop had set up was hardly comfortable, what with the two of them and Bishop’s Argentavis all huddled under one roof. She groaned as she sat up, her back making a loud snap as she stretched. How long has it been now that she and Bishop had been stuck away from the rest of their little group? She wasn’t too sure. The days all seemed to blur together since she woke up here. How long exactly had it been? A few months? It had to have been considering the lunar cycle had gone through at least a few times. Her brow furrowed, a frown making its way onto her freckled face as thoughts came rushing back. Sometimes it was impossible to not think of how she was so far from everyone she cared about. All it took sometimes was the littlest things to remind her.

A stupid pun here, an excited tangent there. Thoughts of orange fur, red hair Avry had dyed, and long black expressive ears came bursting through. A reminder of a friend who put everyone else before herself. A reminder of warm fuzzy hugs just when Avry needed them. Off key duets belted out at the tops of lungs without a care in the world, and tired blue eyes that hid the stress the twitching tail betrayed. Sure they made her sad and gave her a dull ache, wishing for nothing more than for one of Aurora’s bone crushing hugs. But this? This was different.

The Moon and stars were a nightly reminder of the one person she loved more than anything. The one person who had stuck with her through everything. It reminded her of countless nights in her teenage years, looking up at the stars and the full moon, wondering if she was looking at them too. The tears of joy the two shared at their first in person meeting at the airport that one spring. The many many nights they had stayed up way too late, talking about everything, nothing and all in between. Of how the sun shone on her skin and the wind tossed her hair during a Totally-Not-A-Date flight around town. Where one glance over at her with those violet eyes had stolen the breath right from Avry’s lungs and set a fire under her skin. If it weren’t for the whistling wind around them Avry was sure her pounding heart would have been heard. ‘Oh’ she had thought at the realization, and the questions that swarmed her mind as she could have sworn she saw the faintest dusting of pink on the shapeshifters cheeks. A first kiss, awkward and clumsy, with foreheads crashing into one another. Giddy nervous laughter as a second attempt is made with better results.

The thoughts made Avry wonder. Did the others know she was stuck here? Did they care? ‘No of course they care!’ a voice cried out inside, trying to reason with her doubts and worries. But what if they didn’t? We’re they looking for her? Was she thinking of all their shared experiences too? ‘Does she miss me like I miss her?’

Something hard and cold brushed against her shoulder, snapping her out of her thought spiral. She was curled up against one of the shack walls, arms wrapped tightly around her legs. How long had she been crying? Red eyes looked over to see the beak of Macaw resting gently on her arm. “Hey buddy don’t worry I’m okay.” Her voice croaked out, reaching over to give the giant bird a scratch on the top of its head. The poor thing had been through just as much as Bishop and herself. A broken wing was objectively worse than an aching heart, especially now that the bird was their only real means to getting back to their camp. Something did strike her as odd though. It had been at least a few days or so since the trip out to scout out the area just south of them. Surely the other three would have at least tried to look for them? She looked over at the bird again, noticing the expectant look in its eyes. “You must be hungry huh. How about I try and get us something to eat.”

With that Avry stood up, Stretching as best she could in the cramped space before grabbing her spear. Macaw turned to follow before Avry held up her hand. “You stay here okay? Make sure he doesn’t get hurt.” She said, nodding over to where Bishop was curled up. She made her way outside of the shack before the bird could attempt to follow her and set off hunting.

It didn’t take her long to scavenge a decent amount of the edible berries Colby had taught her about. “Red, Blue, and Yellow. Don’t eat the black or purple ones.” came the voice of the cook in her mind.

Avry rolled her eyes at the phantom reminder. “But what if I want to try the purple ones.” She eyed the one on the bush in front of her. It was just sitting there. Taunting her with its inability to be eaten. Just one wouldn’t hurt right? She could finally figure out why her stegosaurus was so wild about them. They had to taste good then right? Right? Was she really going to try this? Avry looked up and around, knowing full well she was alone and far enough away from the prying eyes of her group mates and their judgement on these sorts of dumb ideas. Yes. She absolutely was going to try this. Plucking the purple berry from the tree, she held it up, sticking her tongue out to give it a little taste test. Or at least she would have if a loud thunderous roar didn’t cause her to toss the thing as it shocked her out of her concentration. Whipping her head around to the direction of the roaring, her eyes widened as panic set in. It wasn’t hard to see the Carnotaurus in the distance, hell she could practically feel the ground shaking beneath her as it walked this way. If she moved on from here now she could avoid running into it for longer. “Alright I guess I’ll have to figure that out another time.” She muttered to herself as she wandered off, away from the destination of the titanic carnivore.

A few hours passed and Avry was beginning to remember why exactly she left the hunting side of this to Cheddar. These obnoxious birds had been ever so slightly out of her range for who knows how long now. Perhaps longer than Avry would like to admit. But she had them now. There was no escape for these little dodo bastards. Finally some good fucking food. Or at least it would be if she could just catch the thing on the end of her spear. She broke out into a sprint from her hiding spot at one of the little flightless birds. It squawked and bolted off in a random direction in a panic with Avry close behind. It ducked past a few trees and took a sharp turn to the right, missing the sharp tip of the spear by a feather. “Are you kidding me?!” the woman growled in frustration before continuing her pursuit of the stupid bird. Taking the sharp turn she found herself tumbling to the ground. She had tripped on something. A root? This was just her luck. The carnivore earlier, now losing her potential dinner? She frowned as she sat up. “Good one Rayne. Can’t even catch a bird that has no self preservation instincts. Oh yeah Avry Rayne, hunter of the year right here.” She stopped herself as she turned to look at what she had actually tripped on.

That was no root. Oh. Oh no. No.. that was absolutely a foot. A foot belonging to a rather familiar looking carnivore. “Oh fuck.” she muttered under her breath, unsure of what to do. How had she not heard the Carnotaurus coming? Was she really that focused on her hunt that she failed to see the danger that was so close to her? Wow this day really was getting worse by the minute wasn’t it.

It was about to get a whole lot worse as the dinosaur above her moved as she was stuck frozen to the spot. The creature let out a low rumbling, almost sounding confused as to what had just happened itself. Avry could only watch from her spot on the ground as it turned. This was no place to stay but she really had no chance of out running this thing. If she remembered all the books she had as a kid, this thing could run at a max of fifty kilometers an hour. She always wondered why that exact fact stood out to her after all these years. Maybe she was about to figure out why. Funny how things like that work out.

Given there really was no hope in running from this beast, the best hope Avry had at not becoming lunch herself was to deter it with the spear. Backing up against one of the trees, she used it to stand herself up, shaking hands pointing the spear up at the thing that was absolutely going to send her back to the camp in just about the worst way she could think of. The beast seemed to be eyeing her, a low growl in its throat as it stepped closer.

“S-stay back!” She warned, knowing full well the thing wouldn’t understand a word she said. “Trust me buddy I’m kinda lanky. “ She let out a nervous laugh. “Y-yeah that's right. I’m all stringy and gross and probably taste really game-y. There's really not enough meat here to be a snack! You’d be better off with a few dodos!”

The Carnotaurus was still looking at her, moving its head from side to side, as if it was curious in its own meat eating way. The low growl continued to rumble in its throat as it stood up a little straighter, causing Avry to flinch. She held the spear out, tensing her muscles and shutting her eyes tight. This was it. This was how she died. Died stumbling through unknown territory doing her best to survive. But as with most things it seemed like her best just wasn’t good enough. She hadn’t felt this small and helpless in a long time as she waited for the feeling of sharp teeth clamping down on her.

But the feeling never came.

In fact the low rumble had stopped as well. But it hadn’t wandered off or she would have felt the heavy steps of it walking off completely disinterested. So what was it doing? Why was it taking so long?

“Avry?”

The sound of a familiar voice made her heart miss a beat. Daring to open her eyes, the sight before her caused Avry to gasp. The large prehistoric predator that was staring her down in her final moments had all but vanished. In its place however, was a person. Someone she had figured she may never see again. Was she dreaming? Because if she was this would be the point where she’d wake up back in her bed at camp. She did no such thing however as she stared at the shapeshifter in front of her with disbelief, shoulders slowly lowering as the tension in her body was let go. Avry opened her mouth to speak, hardly able to form words due to the emotional whiplash she was experiencing.

“Avry is that really you?” The person called out to her again, sounding on the verge of tears herself. She too was frozen in place, mind racing probably much like her own was.

“Jess?” The name escaped her as if on its own, And Avry watched as the person responded. Straightening their posture a little bit, the hint of a smile making its way onto her face. Avry’s vision blurred as the mix of emotions came welling up to the surface. Without so much as a second thought, she tossed the spear to the side and broke out into a run. “JESSI!”

“It is you!” The shapeshifter exclaimed, breaking out into a run towards her girlfriend. The two met in the middle, practically crashing into each other as they met in the middle of the space that had been between them. Avry wrapped her arms around Jessi the moment she was able to, burying her face into the crook of the other woman’s neck. She was openly sobbing at this point, hands grabbing at the fabric of Jessi’s shirt, as if needing some way of knowing this was all real. A moment later she could feel the shapeshifter’s arms wrap tightly around her, trying to pull her impossibly closer. Time seemed to stand still for the pair as they shared their first embrace in who knows how long. No words could exactly describe the mix of emotions Avry was experiencing. How long? How long had Jessi been there just ever so out of reach? Could she have found her sooner? If she had only looked then maybe just maybe the pair of them could have been surviving together from the beginning.

“I thought I’d never see you again.” Avry said, voice muffled slightly from being up against the were-dragon's neck. She felt one of Jessi’s arms move, hand going to gently play with Avry’s hair - an action that did wonders for calming her down.

“I’ve missed you so much Raynedrop.” Jessi murmured, tightening her grip around Avry’s waist. “There hasn’t been a day that's gone by where you weren’t in my thoughts.” The shapeshifter let out a shaky breath. “Everyday and night I that I could was filled with wishing to have you in my arms again.” The shapeshifter chuckled at her own mushy bullshit. “And now here you are, stumbling into my life by pure chance once again. It's almost like you’re supposed to be here or something.”

Avry didn’t need to look at Jessi to know there was one of those lopsided grins on her face. “Oh can it you big sap.” She said with a laugh, moving to look into those stunning violet eyes. “I missed you too.” Sure enough, that lopsided grin had made its way onto Jessi’s face. She brought her hand to cup Avry’s cheek, thumb wiping away a stray tear. Avry leaned into the affectionate gesture, a lovestruck look on her face. For once the world was still. Nothing seemed to dare disturb the pair and their reunion and for the first in a long time, everything felt like it was going to be okay.

The shapeshifter let out a happy sigh, placing a gentle kiss to Avry’s forehead. “Just wait till you meet the others at camp. I’m sure they’ll be surprised to see another person with me.” Jessi said with a grin.

“Wait. Others?” Avry questioned, raising an eyebrow. Then the realization hit her. “Oh fuck. Jess I can’t go! Not yet. I still have to get back to the makeshift camp! I’ve got another person and an injured giant vulture with me. Ah shit Bishop’s gonna kill me if I don't come back with some sort of food. They’re both probably starving.” A worried look made its way onto Avry’s face as Jessi moved her hand to brush some of her bangs out of the way and tuck them away behind Avry’s ear.

“Woah hey it's all good! Tell you what. I have some extra rations with me. We’ll get something on the way back for the bird and all of us can head back to my camp. Okay?” The shapeshifter let go of the embrace, walking over to pick up the spear Avry had dropped not that long ago. “You also might want this. Just don’t point it at me alright?”

Avry turned to watch where Jess was going and put her hands on her hips at the remark. “Oh well excuse me. Need I remind you that you were a giant meat eating dinosaur? What the hell were you even doing transformed like that? I didn’t realize you could shift into dinos!” She took the spear as the pair began to walk back the way Avry had come from earlier.

“I couldn’t. At least not before waking up here. Now I can’t really change into anything else.” She answered with a shrug. “Now come on let's get travelling in style.” Jessi stretched out her arms as the changed, bright red scales flowing down them like a wave out to her hands which now had talons adorning each digit. A pair of wings stretched out from her back, ripping part of her shirt in the process. Lastly a long scaly tail with that iconic arrow head tail tip protruded from the base of the shapeshifters spine. “It’s been awhile since we did this so I thought it might be kind of nice.”

“You want to sweep me off my feet again? Aww babe that's so sweet!” Avry leapt into Jessi’s outstretched arms without hesitation, wrapping an arm around her neck. “Hope you don’t mind me backseat flying again.”

“Oh no don’t worry. I expect you to navigate at least part of the way back.” The response came with unfurled wings and a running start as Jess lifted off the ground, the pair setting off back to the makeshift shack. Together.

#Ark AU #Avry #Jessi #jessvry #Also! bishop is one of Rainydaze-rhys' characters #im praying this posts properly #ky writes

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bankofimagination · 4 years

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(…) —Dilo, de aquí a tener mi propio restaurante —fingió soberbia mientras echaba su cabello hacia atrás. Kenzie rodó sus ojos, a propósito y fue en busca de un par de cubiertos—. ¿Podemos comer de ahí mismo? Te ahorras lavar los platos luego —negoció porque no sabía si le gustaría la idea o no. — Podrías tener un país aparte si te lo propusieras -bromeó al decirlo y al ver los tenedores, puso sus ojos en blanco y sonrió tan ampliamente como le fue posible. — Kenzie, ángel, no te merezco -llegó a decir mientras tomaba el tenedor ciertamente animado- Una vez tuve una suerte de cita con una persona que se negaba a tocar la pizza con las manos. Se negaba -repitió casi indignado y terminó negando, sin poder creerlo. Finalmente, cargó su tenedor de papas y se llevó las mismas a la boca pero siempre esperando que ella diera el primer bocado. Como aquella vez que se juntaron por primera vez para comer la hamburguesa. — Ok, vaya. Ok, seriamente, Kenzie, casémonos -le pidió, en broma, preso del placer por probar la delicia de la papa recién hecha al horno. Ella recargó sus codos en la mesada mientras alcanzaba una de las papas, quedándose inclinada allí sintió que sus talones se despegaban del suelo. Sonrió con diversión y tras soplar dio un mordisco, teniendo que cubrirse la boca para reírse de lo que oía. —Te digo que —dijo con la boca llena y tuvo que detenerse al darse cuenta para esperar a tragar. Sonrió fugazmente antes de pinchar otra papa llena de cheddar—. Si cuando cumplo 30 sigo soltera y tú sigues soltero… —lo señaló con el tenedor a medio vociferar aquella broma—. ¿A tus 37? Podemos casarnos. —Mi madre se casó con mi padre a los 18 —explicó, siguiendo el hilo de sus pensamientos—. Me pregunta cada vez que hablamos si voy a casarme antes de que se le caiga el rostro por la flacidez. Enserió un momento su rostro al oírla decir aquella broma pero no tardó en transformar el gesto en algo parecido a orgullo. Asintió y tras hacer un gesto con su boca, se encogió de hombros. — Me parece un excelente trato -concluyó y tras escuchar lo que decía, mientras él masticaba, escondió su risa tras el dorso de su mano. Mano que aún no soltaba el tenedor. — Es... -hizo una pausa al hablar de nuevo- Es la primera vez que me hablas más en profundidad de tu madre. ¿Es exigente en verdad? -fue curioso y dejó el tenedor para tomar dos copas y tras buscar sin mucho esfuerzo, separó una botella de vino tinto. — Antes de responder -volteó para mirarla por encima de su hombro- ¿Te gustaría quedarte a dormir? Estaba a mitad de masticar al recibir la última pregunta por lo que decidió terminar y hablar con la boca libre para que no se le hiciera demasiada costumbre murmurarle mientras comía. Observó el tenedor mientras movía alguna que otra papa, realmente debatiéndose con su sentido de responsabilidad y con el lado de ella que necesitaba alejarse de todo. —No sé si debería —respondió sinceramente encogiendo sus hombros apenas para relajarlos con un suspiro—. Ya sabes. Lo observó antes de dar otro bocado, más pequeño que antes porque entonces recordó que debía estar exhausto y ella allí, dándole charla. Dejó el tenedor para dejar de comer. —Y sí, lo es —respondió al fin, sobre su madre—. Me mudé con mi padre porque de adolescente me llevaba fatal con ella. Es buena, sé que solo quiere lo mejor para mí. Se impulsó para separarse de la mesada y sonrió un poco al fijarse en el rostro masculino. Se acercó y frotó uno de sus brazos. —Termina de comer y ve a dormir, Milo. Yo limpiaré esto y cerraré bien la puerta antes de irme. Si quieres puedo cantarte una canción de cuna —bromeó sobre lo último mientras sonreía. Se inmovilizó al verla frente a él y sentir su mano acariciar su brazo. Ladeó el rostro y sonrió de a poco. — No limpiarás nada en mi casa. No antes de que seas mi esposa -bromeó y no pudo evitar bufar en lo que reía y besó nuevamente su frente y tomó su rostro con una de sus manos. — Quédate, no dormiremos juntos. Tengo la habitación de huéspedes para dormir, tú puedes tomar mi cama doble. Piénsalo -se lo planteó de manera seductora mientras acariciaba una de sus mejillas, específicamente su lunar. Ese que no podía no admirar. — Ven -tomó su mano y la copa de vino al pasar para ir bebiendo en lo que la guiaba hacia su habitación. Sin embargo, se detuvo y giró. — No, tienes razón... estoy obviando tus deseos -concluyó un tanto apenado por su comportamiento y soltó su mano- Pero no limpies, déjame pedirte un taxi. No ejerció resistencia cuando él la guió aunque sí sonrió cuando la soltó, casi enternecida por la expresión en el rostro masculino. —No pasa nada —dijo con tranquilidad, sabiendo que ella misma se había debatido en aceptar o no, incluso aún lo hacía—. ¿Por qué no quieres…? Detesto que queden las cosas sucias de la noche anterior, ¿tú no? Kenzie frunció su entrecejo pero lo relajó junto a un suspiro al darse cuenta que no le correspondía meterse en lo que él decidía o hacía. Aún si se trataba de dejar la cena sobre la mesada. —Puedo conducir, está bien —aseguró, fijándose en los ojos azules por un momento. Le sonrió y se puso en puntas de pie para alcanzar una de sus mejillas para dejar un beso allí—. Descansa, Milo. Se giró sobre sí misma buscando su abrigo, y mientras se lo colocaba aprovechó para acariciar suavemente al perro antes de volver a la cocina por su bolso. Lo colgó en su hombro y buscó las llaves de su auto. —Te enviaré un mensaje cuando llegue —le avisó, por si acaso le preocupaba que condujera a esas horas, sola. Acarició su espalda al recibir el beso y la siguió en silencio en lo que la veía juntar sus cosas. No quería que se fuera, todas sus tripas le pedían que hiciera algo para detenerla. Suspiró pesadamente al oír lo último y asintió. — Si, por favor, avísame. No dormiré hasta que me confirmes -confirmó, hablando en serio y la siguió hasta la puerta. La tomó del brazo un momento y la hizo girar suavemente. La acorraló contra la puerta con suavidad y se sostuvo con una mano encima de su cabeza. Acercó su rostro al suyo. — Gracias por venir. Hagamos esto más seguido -le pidió con calidez y se acercó un poco más para besar la comisura de sus labios. Lentamente bajó la mirada un momento. Le tocaba dejarla ir, por lo que dio un paso hacia atrás. — Ve, antes de que me arrepienta -bromeó, abriendo la puerta con una sonrisa. Tragó saliva en aquella cercanía que la tomó desprevenida aún él había sido cuidadoso y sutil. Mantuvo sus ojos cerrados un momento tras el beso, suspirando al despegarse de la puerta. Volviendo a armarse, Kenzie carraspeó y echó su cabello hacia su espalda. —Nos vemos —respondió de aquella manera, expresando así que estaba de acuerdo con repetir una cena, o un almuerzo, o un paseo. Le dedicó una última sonrisa antes de girarse finalmente para salir del apartamento y marcharse.

#kenzie davis #milo cross #kenzie+milo #oldie but goodie #casarse a sus 30 jajaja more like 4 months later #cuando kenz todavía se mentía a sí misma #you idiot #kd texts

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iscariot-feels · 4 years

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for the AU ask thingy: AU where it's werewolves instead of vampires

“send me an AU and i’ll tell you 5 of my headcanons for it”

1. The pop culture landscape of this world looks a bit different. Dracula is still a published novel in-universe, only now instead it’s werewolves that have the iconic character whose name everyone knows.

2. Millennium again tried mass producing vampires in this timeline, after all, they did have one of their own on hand. (If all vampires are now werewolves then, of course, the sole werewolf must now be a vampire.) But it never works in this continuity for some reason and so they move on to another creature of the night. Doc does manage this goal and like in the original continuity, the results are never as strong as the original, but they do come with a terrible new feature of their own.

3. Both true and artificial werewolves can infect another with their curse through an attack if the victim survives. The survivor of a true werewolf will change into their lupine form for the first time a month later at the rise of the full moon during the next lunar cycle and remain that way until dawn. Over time, the new werewolf can grow stronger in body and spirit, and, with practice, learn to transform day or night at will.

Yet as frightful as this is, the effect of an artificial werewolf’s attack is far worse for their victim will transform that very night! And more horrifying still, they can never change back! The unfortunate is doomed to exist as a rabid beast until the very moment of their death, only finally resuming their human form once more as their tortured soul is freed from their body.

4. Being infected by the werewolf curse can still save someone from fatal injury so the situation in Cheddar isn’t super different, but the events that follow afterward are stretched out into a longer timeframe. Werewolves don’t have a way to instantly level up the way true vampires do upon first drinking blood and the story needs to give Werewolf Seras time to GIT GUD before shit hits the fan.

5. Werewolves cannot take familiars so that fate is closed to Pip in this continuity. However, since lycanthropy infection can save a life and has no virginity rules as vampirism does, Seras gives Pip a scratch just before her rage manifests the raw will to achieve the large and powerful wolf form that lets her clean house of Zorin and her crew.

When it’s all over Pip is found barely clinging to life but he doesn’t stay that way for long, healing at an impossible rate over the course of a month and when the next full moon rises, Hellsing’s pack grows by one more.

#hellsing #hellsing ultimate #au alley #werewolves #inbox games #not sure if i did this meme right but here ya go #sorry this took a few months to answer #hope the anon sees it #this was difficult because we don't have any solid info about werewolves in canon #so i had to just make up the lore myself #anonymous #q & a with ray

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draculaspetbee · 4 years

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I absolutely love doing these things, I think they’re so nice. I was tagged by @aewriting!

Top 4 ships:

1. Michael/Alex, Roswell New Mexico

2. Scully/Mulder, X-Files

3. Carswell Thorne/Cress Darnel, The Lunar Chronicles

4. TK/Carlos, 9-1-1 Lone Star

Last Song I listened to: Bang! by AJR

Last Movie I watched: Look, I’m a bit embarrassed by this, but Farmageddon (A Shaun the Sheep movie). I was needing something cute and fluffy, and it had so many classic alien movie Easter Eggs in it. But I will say? It was also adorable, and had a really good soundtrack.

Currently reading: No Country for Old Gnomes. It’s a satire of classic fantasy novels, and so far it’s hysterical. Multiple actual laugh out loud moments while reading it, which is rare for me.

And I’m also reading of Roswell NM angsty fanfic, because that’s just who I am as a person now. I’m absolutely hooked on @spaceskam‘s The Desert Three, go read it, seriously.

Current Food I’m Craving: Ice cream. And those Cheddar Whale’s crackers. I’m just straight up hungry lol.

Tagging time! This is just a cute little thing so no pressure if you don’t want to do it! @spaceskam (that’s right, tagged twice in one post!), @pastelwitchling, @captainsassmanes, @emma-arthur, and @bamfalexmanes Have fun!

#about me #yea I still watch cartoon movies #what of it #a kid can't have angst ALL the time

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laavieenrosee · 4 years

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voy a escribirte los versos mas triste este día fue lo primero que se me vino a la cabeza cuando todo terminó

pero muy adentro mio dije ¿voy a escribirte los versos mas triste? o voy a decirte cuanto es mi amor por vos

de los lunares, de tu pelo corto, tu forma de hacer el amor tus idas y vueltas, ese intermitente amor. donde llevas esos ojos triste, de tu hermoso color , tu dientes perfectos el sonido de tu voz,tu amor por lo dulce la birra y el roquefort un capitán del espacio triple tu alfajor preferido,chocolate blanco, papas con cheddar, fanatismo por las series que no te hablen apenas te despertas el café batido, lemon pie, ravioles pero no helado de limon dulce de lehe granizado una birra,podria estar diciendo lo que te gusta y lo que no Por horas,páginas, sientos de letras. pero no sirvió de nada conocerte tanto si sabía como va a terminar todo

#improvise #letras #escritos #hachedesilencio

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whelvenwings · 4 years

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lunar mist and everlasting daisy :)

lunar mist; do you like wearing other people’s shirts/jackets?

I dooooooooo. I have this really clear memory from when I lived in Italy, and I was out at a bar with my friend at the time and the guy she was seeing, and the guy gave me his jacket and it was this big leather jacket, oversized, and I was so happy in it man I was just chilling in our favourite bar and talking to a bunch of different people and chatting for like an hour to this poor sad girl whose best friend had abandoned her and telling her how great she was and man YEAH I felt so good about that jacket. there was something about it that at the time I didn’t have words for but I think now I’d call it gender euphoria. hell yeah big leather jacket, oversized

everlasting daisy; what’s the last dream you remember having?

oof. it was actually one of those awful dreams where someone you had to move on from is just there and back in your life and somehow things between you are all okay and amazing. except she brought some cheese, cheddar and brie, and it was really expensive and she expected me to pay half, and I was like, listen, I didn’t know you were gonna buy the cheese, you didn’t consult me, I can’t afford to pay sixty quid for cheese, why did you pay £120 in the first place? But other than that everything was just... the way I hoped it could be between us, and it was one of those ones where it’s kinda hard to wake up because you wish it were real.

she was totally trying to scam me for cheese money though so it was a relief to get out of That mess.

#anon #ask games for ts #thank you for asking! :D

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spaceroadtrip · 3 years

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Things I totally mean to add to my WIP #36

A: “Hey! Isra, come back! It’s me—Cassie.”

B:“You are you, aren’t you? I mean, you’re not some kind of memory-stealing alien, are you?”

A: “What kind of question is that? Of course, I’m me! I think I would know that I’m me. Besides, that doesn’t make any sense. How would an alien manage to steal your memories so far away from you?”

B: “Okay then, so what’s my favourite type of cheese? Also, that sounds exactly like what a memory-stealing alien would say.”

A: “Well, I’m not an alien. And also, cheese?! We’re standing in the broken husk of our ship, with a battle raging outside, and you’re asking me about cheese! Is it really … do you have to ask this? It’s lunar cheddar, by the way.”

#things I totally mean to add to my WIP #original writing #am writing #space road trip wip #one small step wip #sci-fi #science fiction #writing science fiction #aliens #space ships #alien planets #space cheese #lunar cheddar #battle #war #isra #cassie

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 1 year

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what wud the othr world sun andmoons hav fr popcon and coffe?

I have some of them already written down, actually.

Servant Sun/Dawn: Unicorn (popcorn) and Dark Chocolate Cherry (coffee)

Lord Eclipse Moon/Dusk: S'mores (popcorn) and Gingerbread Fudge (coffee)

Lord Eclipse Lunar/Twilight: Cheddar (popcorn) and Mango Ube (coffee)

Merged Moon/Ganymede (if he behaves and doesn't try to kill Sun again): Everything Bagel (popcorn) and Blueberry Cheesecake (coffee)

Moonless Sun/Nebula: Honey Chile (popcorn) and Pumpkin Praline (coffee)

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #sun and moon show #sams #kill lunar au #fnaf dawn #fnaf dusk #fnaf twilight #fnaf ganymede #fnaf nebula #snoweyanswers #anon #tw food mention #tw death mention

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dannienonna · 5 years

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Tagg... para conocernos

A Tagg (?)

taggeada por @mina-tsukino, La verdad me tomó por sorpresa que super Mina me taggeara <3 ¡Me hizo super feliz! :’)

Reglas: responde las preguntas y taggea a personas que quieras conocer mejor

◆ Apodo:

⦁ Dannisaurrio; Bueno, casi nadie me dice así :'c pero me encanta XD (”urrio” es por mi primer apellido)

⦁ Dunna; Ése me lo puso mi madre, por lo que todo el mundo me dice así a excepción de mis maestros y es por el acrónimo de mi nombre completo ("na" lleva dos de las letras de mi segundo y es doble N por el nombre de una de mis perritas =3)

⦁ Dani: No lo cuento porque a todos los Daniel(as) les dicen así

◆ Signo zodiacal:

⦁ Solar: Escorpio

⦁ Lunar: Sagitario (¿?)

⦁ Ascendente: Piscis (¿?)

Realmente acabo de descubrir que existen ramas de los signos, por eso no estoy segura Jajajaja

◆ Estatura:

1,62.... Sí, ya sé que soy una madrecita :'v

◆ Última película que vi:

⦁ En mi casa: Rocky Horror Picture Show (Jim Sharman)

⦁ En el cine (Bueno, en la Cineteca): Roma (Alfonso Cuarón)

◆ Última cosa que busqué en Google:

"¿Qué es un signo Solar, Lunar y Ascendente?" 😂

◆ Músico favorito:

Uy, qué difícil.... creo que de ser vida o muerte, tengo que elegir en tanto a bandas y músicos:

⦁ The Beatles, Queen, Rammstein, Chaikovski, Iron Maiden, John Lennon, Paul, McCartney, AC/DC, My Chemical Romance, Slipknot, Franz Liszt, Robert Schumann, Avenged Sevenfold, Led Zeppelin, System of a Down, Sopor Aeternus y algo de Gorillaz (Sólo los primeros 3 puestos en orden, lo demás está revuelto XD)

⦁ Y con bandas en español... Tengo que mencionar a: Café Tacuva, Calle 13, Zapato 3, Rata Blanca, Molotov y Mägo de Oz (Todo revuelto igual)

(También aclaro que no son todos los que me gustan, me gustan muchos más, pero la lista se alargaría)

◆ Canción pegada en mi cabeza:

Últimamente y porque escucho que las pone mí hermana:

⦁ Smells Like Teen Spirit (Nirvana)

⦁ I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing (Aerosmith)

⦁ Muerte en Hawaii (Calle 13)

◆ Otros blogs:

¿Mi twitter cuenta? XD prácticamente este es el único, aunque uso twitter solo para compartir cosas que se me hacen interesantes y/o me gustan, más o menos como aquí

◆ Recibo Ask:

Tenía Ask, pero nunca contestaba XD así que no eliminé

◆ Seguidores:

54... y no sé cómo pasó 😮

◆ Horas de sueño:

Creo que 9. Bueno, así lo calculo yo jajaja

◆ Número de la suerte:

11 porque Nací el 11 de Noviembre (11/11) a las 11:11 am.

◆ Qué traigo puesto:

Una playera rayada blanca y verde manzana, un Overol (Peto, Mameluco, Mono, Braga. como lo conozcas) color azul cielo, unos tenis color verde bandera y un lazo (moño) verde bandera

◆ Trabajo soñado:

Pues soy algo inquieta, por lo que estar en un sólo trabajo sería agonizante para mí, pero mi sueño es trabajar:

⦁ En el área de investigación histórica de la UNESCO

⦁ Restauración de objetos y lugares de las eras Medieval y Moderna

⦁ Siendo Consultora para proyectos de entretenimiento y cine histórico.

◆ Viaje soñado:

Mi sueño es conocer tooooooooooodo el mundo y aunque ya he viajado a muchos países, quisiera recorrer aún más lugares recónditos.

Es por eso que mi sueño es comprar una combi para adaptarla a un pequeño dormitorio móvil, bajar desde Alaska hasta la patagónia y después de de América hacer lo mismo en cada continente junto con mis perros.

Claro, para los continentes que son islas ya no seré tan hippie y compraré un billete de avión.

◆ Comida favorita:

Esto es difícil 😅 ya que soy muy especial para comer Jajajaja

Pero cosas que podría comer por el resto de mi vida, serían:

⦁ Tomate

⦁ Queso (Cualquiera excepto en Cheddar)

⦁ Aguacate

⦁ Maíz

Y un platillo en especial:

⦁ Los Sopes

⦁ La Lasaña

⦁ Los Tacos

⦁ Cualquier otra cosa que tenga Salsa Pomodoro

◆ Tocas algún instrumento:

El violín y el Piano. Bueno, no me gusta mucho el Piano, pero por familia lo tuve que aprender. (Y la flauta, pero esa no cuenta)

◆ Canciones favoritas:

Nuevamente solo las tres primeras están en orden porque #Desorden y procuré no repetir bandas ni cantantes.

⦁ Yesterday (The Beatles)

⦁ Imagine (John Lennon)

⦁ Killer Queen (Queen)

⦁ Mama (My Chemical Romance)

⦁ Radio/Video (System Of a Down)

⦁ Mein Teil (Rammstein)

⦁ A Little Piece of Heaven (Avenged Sevenfold)

◆ Hecho(s) random sobre mí:

Y nuevamente, no hay orden 😂 voy a escribir 10 cosas que recuerde

⦁ La primera carrera que quise estudiar (tenía 4 años) fue Paleontología, por que siempre me han gustado los dinosaurios (Por eso el “Dannisaurio”), pero me fui interesando por más cosas, además de que no soy tan buena en Química. Y hoy en día estoy en mi primer año de la carrera de Historia.

⦁ Desde niña fui un gusano de biblioteca 😅. Gracias a mi abuelito desde pequeña me gustó mucho todo este mundo, por eso siempre me encontraban en la biblioteca de casa de mis abuelos leyendo cualquier cosa que tuviera allí... Aunque a esa edad no entendía ni qué estaba leyendo jajajaja.

⦁ Mi madre es mexicana y mi padre es español (para ser más específica, es de Euskadi). Además tengo ascendencia mora (como Otelo), irlandesa y turca.

⦁ Según la página de Pottermore mi casa es Ravenclaw.

⦁ No sé escribir letra molde porque toda mi vida estuve en escuelas que me enseñaron la manuscrita, por eso la gente tiene un amor/odio por mi letra. Dicen que está bonita, pero muchos no la entienden 😓.

⦁ He tenido muchos perros porque me encantan, ahorita tengo 3: Nonna (Schnauzer), Blacky (Schnauzer) y Huidobro (Border Collie). Y si fuera por mi, tendría muchos más 🐶.

⦁ Hace 5 años cuando tenía 14 comencé a ser más hippie de lo que ya era, por lo que quise hacerme Budista después de leer a Siddharta (Ya sé, muy extremista) obviamente mi madre no me lo permitió.

Hoy en día mi familia me lo recuerda y nos reímos todos juntos. Aunque sí soy muy hippie y pienso retomar ése plan algún día 😈 Ahahahahahahahaha ¡¡AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!.

https://youtu.be/eqBR8knRM2w

⦁ No sé definir mi personalidad, porque algunas veces soy kawaii y otras veces soy medio gore 😅 incluso mis amigos dicen que hay momentos en los que soy algo tsundere. Pero eso si, soy muy extrovertida.

⦁ La primera vez que supe que era algo extraña, fue cuando en el jardín de niños una maestra nos puso la película de “Dumbo” y cuando salió la escena de los elefantes rosas todos mis compañeros comenzaron a llorar y yo estaba extasiada de esa escena, que a la fecha se me hace hermosa, tanto el arte visual como la música.

⦁ Siempre hago de La Celestina con mis amigos, pero nunca he tenido novio porque siempre rechazo a todos los que se me declaran 😅 siento que hay alguien que algún día llegará a mi vida jajaja.

◆ Descríbete a ti mismo como cosas estéticas (mood board??):

Enorme lazos para el cabello, cualquier manga random de Junji Ito-sama 🖤, Lentes redondos, Libros de pasta dura, Violines en Do, Miniso y kawaii/gore.... Todo lo anterior en color verde 💚

¡Qué divertido estuvo! hasta me dejó pensando en cosas que había olvidado de mí. ¡¡Gracias Mina!! ☺☺

Taggeare a: @yazminbraginski, @cyda-the-nogitsune , @mile-shrud-7, @badheroes, @saru034, @cosineitor y @vampflan

#taggs #personal #dannisaurrio #my stuff #mystuff

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gfiugf · 3 years

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Health Benefits Of DOENJANG SOYBEAN PASTE

What is Doenjang

doenjang soybean glue is a sort of matured bean glue made absolutely of doenjang soybean paste and saline arrangement. It is moreover a consequence of soup soy sauce creation.

It is to a great extent used as a relish. Doenjang is made absolutely of developed soybean and saline arrangement. Soup soy sauce is moreover made during the doenjang creation.

Health Benefits of Doenjang

Doenjang is abundant in flavonoids and helpful enhancements, minerals, and plant synthetics (phytoestrogens) which are a bit of the time suspected to have anticarcinogenic properties. In Korean normal dinners, the menu has focused in on vegetables and rice, yet doenjang, which is made of soybeans, has a huge load of lysines, a fundamental amino ruinous that rice needs. Linoleic damaging (53% of the unsaturated fats) and linolenic dangerous (8% of the unsaturated fats) have a tremendous part in the typical progression of veins and the assumption for vein related illness. Doenjang’s plentifulness truly exists in the wake of ascending, in dishes, for example, doenjang jjigae

Doejang Paste is pragmatic in forestalling hurtful turn of events. Soybeans, the foremost segment of doenjang, contain magnificent proteins as amino acids which acids help osmosis. Abundant extents of supplement An and C can be improved by adding pumpkins when making Doejang Sauce. Doenjang is moreover amazing in forestalling and treating plugging up and lose guts by expanding the exercises of the stomach related organs. Furthermore, Doenjang Contains high proportions of isoflavones which are antagonistic to danger causing.

The advancement example of Korean Doenjang makes it on a very basic level more striking here than with new soybeans. It additionally chops down beat, mitigates blocking, and chops down circulatory strain. It is against creating and wealthy in enemies of oxidants. Created soybean stick is in like way spilling over with flavonoids, enhancements, minerals, and synthetics.

Hostile to danger properties - All developed sustenances, doenjang is the awesome treating sickness. The counter harmful development properties of doenjang don’t disappear in any occasion when the paste is gurgled or warmed. According to one examination performed on mice with harm, mice that were dealt with doenjang jjigae (a standard Korean soup created utilizing soybean stick), had 80% less sickness cells than those that were certainly not. Step by step usage of doenjang is one of the 15 rules for harm countering set out by the Korean Cancer Association. The threat hindering properties of doenjang are in actuality officially saw by progressively additional prosperity foundations and subject matter experts. Late assessments have uncovered that doenjang is practical in seeing sickness just as preventing it.

Brings down circulatory strain — The histamine-leucine amino destructive in doenjang is feasible in working on the physiological activation of the protein, which eases up cerebral agonies, cuts down circulatory strain, and diminishes blood cholesterol. Thusly, veins become impressively more adaptable.

Reinforces the liver - The liver is one of the primary organs of our body, as it appropriates enhancements to each piece of the body. Customary doenjang is suitable in restoring liver limits and detoxifying the liver. It also diminishes the inception of glycosyltransferase, an assessment of the liver poison. Various assessments showing the liver building up properties of doenjang have been conveyed.

Fractional treatment of diabetes - Melanoidin overhauls the emanation of insulin and treats diabetes. Balance of stoppage and fat Pumpkins, mushrooms, and grain are rich in fiber. Fiber thwarts weight, treats and prevents stoppage, and helps osmosis by animating stomach related lot activity.

How Doenjang Produced

Meju a Korean soybean block, is made around ipdong at the start of November. Soybeans are sprinkled, for the present, risen in saltwater, and a while later beat in a mortar (jeolgu) or coarsely ground in a grindstone. About a doe 1.8 liters or two does of beat soybean is pieced, compacted, and formed into a strong shape or a circle called meju.

The meju blocks are a then dried in a cool, hidden area for seven days to a short time until firm. Exactly when the squares set, they are joined with rice straws to the top of the house, or put in the warm ondol live with rice straws, scavenging. In Jeongwol, the fundamental month of the lunar year, all-around matured meju blocks are washed and sun-dried.

Proposed Doenjang Brand you can buy

This significant, insane doenjang (enunciated dwen-jahng) is rich and tasty. Add a hint of where to buy doenjang paste unusually delicious regularly developed soybean paste to your dish, you got a second to climb to your flavor. Jookjangyeon doenjang is impactful, lovely with a hint of funk think blue cheddar. Cook, mix, or plunge, wreck around with Jookjangyeon Doenjang to add significance and flavor to your 1 dish. Keeping the standard strategy that has been passed down for a very long time, it requires 1,000 days to age every holder of Jookjangyeon Doenjang. Made with simply ordinary trimmings, developed soybeans, 3-yr sun-dried sea salt, isolated standard bedrock water, or more all, time. No substance added substances, for instance, added substances, counterfeit colorings, or designed getting ready. Simply the relentless power of life and knowledge of time in this compartment. Without gluten. You can get it from Kim’c market

#Korean Doenjang #doejang paste #doejang sauce #where to buy doenjang paste #doenjang soybean paste

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transmxnfenris · 6 years

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EVERY BOTANICAL ASK

WHY DO YOU DO THIS Jasmine: what mythical creature do you wish existed? Ooooh, probs Selkies. They are so pure, good and lovely. I would strive to protect them all. Lavender: soundcloud or vinyls? Vinyl because I’m a True Hipster Primrose: what book does everyone need to read right now? The Book Thief because it changed my life. Lunar mist: do you like wearing other people’s shirts/jackets? You know the answer to this Richie, I am literally wearing your shirt right now you are right next to me you absolute dork Bird of Paradise: what was the best thing that happened to you this month? Moving to my new place 💖Gardenia: what’s a promise you’ve recently made to yourself? Um well it’s faith related and kinda secret and I can’t remember any others Lion’s fairytale: would you rather be the sky, the ocean, or the forests? The ocean for sure Whirling butterflies: would you kiss the last person you kissed again? A thousand times 💖Marmalade skies: do you plan your outits? Kinda, I wear the same three outfits all the time cause I am autistic Apricot drift: how do you feel right now? Pretty great. I’m happyEverlasting daisy: what’s the last dream you remember having? Oh you were there! I dreamed we went to Costco last night but it was closed down so you (Richie) cried Queen’s cup: what are you craving right now? McCoy’s Cheddar and Onion crisps like I always am Lavender dream: turn ons/turn offs? Turn ons: well created art Turn offs: unnecessary nastiness Water Lilly: when was the last time you cried? Why? I don’t know I cry all the time I cry because puppies are too cute sometimes Lily of the Valley: did the one person who hurt you most in your life apologise? No, and that’s okay because I don’t need him or his apology. I’m moving on now. Winterberry: do you bite or lick your ice cream? Bite Honey perfume: favourite movie ever? Mulan Snapdragon: have you ever met or seen in person a celebrity? My dads cousin is a quasi famous comedian but I can’t tell you who he is cos my and him have the same last name Night owl: how many countries have you visited?Nine? I think it’s nine Heliotrope: have you ever been in a castle? Yeah loads of times, last one was Hellsinger castle in Denmark where Hamlet’s set. It was awesome. Creams and sky: what’s the craziest/bravest thing you’ve done? Skydiving probs Lantana: what’s on your mind right now? Finishing all these god damn questions you’ve set me you dingbat Pumpkin patch: what’s your zodiac sign? Aries Tulip: name five facts about yourself. Amethyst is my favourite crystal but that may change soonSunflowers are my favourite flowers but I’m starting to prefer daffodils I want to go to Japan I want twelve cats seven dogs and five rabbits I think Icarus deserved better Daphne: do you believe in karma? Kind of Queen of the meadow: ever been in love? I’m in love with you you dingbat Wisteria: whom do you admire and why? Carrie Fisher because she beat addiction and let herself be crazy Angel’s face: what was your favourite bed time story as a child? The Jolly Christmas Postman Remember me: did you make someone laugh today? Yeah you a handful of minutes ago Iris: do you believe in ghosts? Kinda Lilac: If you could go back in time which time period would you visit? Ancient Egypt or Shakespearean times so I could be bffs with Shakespeare or Tutankhamen Caramel kisses: would you want to live forever? Why/why not? When you believe the universe is all connected this question feels hard to answer Primula: what makes you sad? Other people/animals being hurt Rain lily: was today tropical? Why/why not? Not really, cause I live in England. It’s sunny though? Queen Anne’s Lace: who do you trust the most? You ofc 💖Lady’s slipper: what did you have for breakfast today? I skipped breakfast but I had a Tesco’s meal deal for lunch Forget me not: do you have any regrets looking back on life? Yes but I try not to Lunaria: what’s your favourite fictional universe? Why don’t you just ask me to pick a favourite child while you’re at it... probs Persona? Or Star Wars. Or Harry Potter. Or Discworld. Idk this is too hard. Violet: favourite tv show? Hmm ... For quality Mr Robot for rewatchability and comfort Friends Sunflower: share a quote. “I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you.” - Frida KahloSnowdrop: what does your ideal day look like? A picnic with my boyfriend on a sunny day with no worries at all Tiger lily: do you have any hobbies? Writing, gaming, role playing, reading, and I like swimming Peony: share a small random book passage that means something to you. “oh I can believe things that are true and things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not. I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and the Beatles and Marilyn Monroe and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen - I believe that people are perfectable, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones that look like wrinkled lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women. I believe that the future sucks and I believe that the future rocks and I believe that one day White Buffalo Woman is going to come back and kick everyone's ass. I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating and that the decline in good sex in America is coincident with the decline in drive-in movie theaters from state to state. I believe that all politicians are unprincipled crooks and I still believe that they are better than the alternative. I believe that California is going to sink into the sea when the big one comes, while Florida is going to dissolve into madness and alligators and toxic waste. I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance to dirt and disease so that one day we'll all be wiped out by the common cold like martians in War of the Worlds. I believe that the greatest poets of the last century were Edith Sitwell and Don Marquis, that jade is dried dragon sperm, and that thousands of years ago in a former life I was a one-armed Siberian shaman. I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it's aerodynamically impossible for a bumble bee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there's a cat in a box somewhere who's alive and dead at the same time (although if they don't ever open the box to feed it it'll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself. I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck. I believe that anyone who says sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too. I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies. I believe in a woman's right to choose, a baby's right to live, that while all human life is sacred there's nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system. I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.” - Sam Black Crow, American GodsIM GONNA STOP NOW cause I’m too tired and this too long

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