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austim · 1 year
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Rice Paper Seaweed Chips :: Gim-bugak || one meal a day
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garfieldstim · 11 days
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qualitexglobal · 29 days
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pane-bistecca · 6 months
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ramyeongif · 8 months
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so i made RICE CHIPS using rice paper
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themirroredmoon · 2 years
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Superstitions!
The following list are some of the superstitions that I’ve heard or learned about over the years, in no particular order: • Throw rice in the air to make it rain • Carry a potato during winter to ward against colds • Smell dill to get rid of hiccups • Lay thorn branches by your doorstep to keep evil away • Place chips of cedarwood in a box with coins do draw money to you • Hang seaweed in the kitchen to ward off evil spirits • Burn allspice to draw money, luck, and healing • Place a piece of cotton in a sugar bowl to draw good luck to your home • Scatter chili flakes around your house to break a curse • Scatter salt/sugar to purify a room • Put a pine branch above your bed to ward off illness • Carry a chunk of dried pineapple to draw luck • Ask an orange a question before you eat it, then count the seeds. Even # = no. Odd # = yes • Toss oats outside your back door to ensure beautiful crops/plants • Place lilacs around the house to rid unwanted spirits • Add salt to bath for purification • Write your sigils on stones and carry them with you • Put sigils on medication bottles to help quicken their efficiency or for added healing benefits • When guests come over, light a white candle by the door; it will take their negative energy and purify the home. • To get rid of guests overstaying their welcome, turn any broom in your house upside down (bristles up) • Toss salt on the front porch every Friday for good luck and prosperity • Carry a blade of grass to increase psychic power • If something or someone is bugging you, write it on toilet paper, wipe, and flush it down the toilet
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breelandwalker · 8 months
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Simple Spell - Full Moon Wish Jar
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Intent: To harness the power of the lunar cycle for the manifestation and fulfillment of wishes.
Materials:
Small Jar with tight-fitting lid
Chime candle & fire source
Oil for sealing
Herbs and Items representing your wish
Ideal Timing: Waxing or Full Moon
Find a clear space to work. Make sure it’s free of fire hazards. If possible, try to work near a window through which you can see the moon. (If you don’t have one, that’s all right too, since you’ll be setting the jar out for the moonlight when finished.) Light your candle, focus your intentions, and get to work.
Select herbs and trinkets which fit inside the jar to represent your wish. For example, if your wish is for money or prosperity, you might include coins or small craft gems. If your wish is for health, you might include vitamin pills or a charm representing medicine. Check your books for herbs or crystals that correspond to your wish as well. This is your wish - make the spell your own. The contents of the jar can be whatever you want.
Use the materials that resonate best with you, but remember that your focused intention is the most important component of all. If desired, you can write your wish on a dried leaf or a piece of paper to give the spell a clear direction to work in.
Some common plants associated with wish-making include:
Bamboo
Bay Leaf
Blue Violet
Dandelion Seeds
Dogwood Petals
Nutmeg
Peppermint
Sage Leaf (any color)
Sunflower Petals or Seeds
Once your jar is complete, drip three drops of wax from the candle into the jar and circle the mouth of the jar three times with the oil to seal the charm. Then cap the jar and seal it with wax. Leave your thumbprint in wax on top of the lid. Place the jar somewhere that it will be touched by the light of the full moon and leave it overnight.
The jar should work for about a month, or slightly longer if you’re working with a supermoon. When the next full moon rolls around, you can recharge the jar by leaving it out overnight again, or make a new jar with a new wish.
Recipe suggestions under the cut. (And if you like this spell, you'll love my books!)
Happy Witching! 🌕💜
Health, Wealth, & Happiness
Lavender
Rosemary
Rice
Bay Leaf
Juniper Berries
Apple Wood Chip or Apple Seeds
Seal with Breath
Protection
Rosemary
Basil
Sea Salt or Table Salt
Holly Leaf
Juniper Berries
Seal with Sage or Dragon's Blood Oil
Healing
Basil
Echinacea
Horehound
Lavender
Hyssop
Seal with Basil Oil
Luck & Success
Clover Blossom
Galangal Root
Rosemary
Sassafras
Allspice Berries
Seal with Amber Oil
Money-Draw
Rice
Allspice
Orange Peel
Juniper Berries
Rosemary
Seal with Orange Oil
Love
Rose Petals
Apple Wood Chip
Lavender
Basil
Cherry Blossoms or Cherry Stones
Seal with Rose Oil
Jinx Remover
Sea Salt or Table Salt
Coffee Grounds
Rosemary
Sage (any type)
Black Peppercorns
Seal with Vinegar
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jiminiecrickets · 7 months
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jeon jungkook ♡ series masterlist
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tags. smut | dom top!m!reader, exhibitionism, handjobs, edging, begging, name-calling, high and dry
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jungkook's eyes shine at the sight of the meals the waiter unloads from his arms. he leans forward eagerly, peering down into the clay pot dishes and bright, fresh greens. he wiggles beside you, so much excitement leaking out of him that you can practically taste it. you smile as he brings his hands together to clap quietly, thanking the waiter so genuinely that the man can't help but return his smile.
"wow, you really went all out," jungkook comments, rearranging the dishes for the best dish-to-plate distance for both of you. he nudges your shoulder with an endearing crinkle to his eyes. "is this an attempt to gain my favour? what'd you do?"
"i didn't do anything," you protest. "i can't spoil my man a little after a hard day's work?"
he giggles, lifting your plate to spoon a portion onto it. you sneak your arm under his elbow and steal his plate, giving him a generous mound of fried rice and a few rice paper rolls. "you never spoil me, you stingy rat. i know something's up. did you chip my favourite pyrex container? bend my steak knife? lose my charger?"
"you live with me," you snark, "so those are technically my things. and no, that didn't happen. i'm not a clutz, unlike somebody here."
"i bought them – therefore, they're mine. what's so hard to understand?"
"they're under my insurance, so therefore – they're mine. fuck you."
he smirks. "you'd like to, wouldn't you?" a corner of his lips quirks up as he places your plate in front of you. "by the way, you don't need to say 'so' and 'therefore' one after the other like that." he hums as you set his plate in front of him. he leans over and pecks your cheek. "what a dummy. ah, at least you're handsome... you need to get out of the house more often."
he's such a brat. he's also incredibly clingy, which makes it difficult to do any work from home when you do finally give in to his wishes. every fifteen minutes you get a surprise visit from your boyfriend with another bowl of sliced apples. even tonight, in this fancy restaurant with too-dim lights and black-and-gold décor, he chose to shuffle in shoulder-to-shoulder and thigh-to-thigh in the u-shaped booth rather than sitting across from you like a normal person would.
he even sat there originally, raising your hopes that he would act like a prim and proper date. he then slid over the smooth leather seats while you ordered, laying his head on your shoulder and beaming up at the poor waiter, who was definitely not being paid enough to suffer through jungkook's lovey-dovey antics.
not ten minutes go by without incident. jungkook props his chin on your shoulder. his cologne smells light and fresh, like clean linen. he points at a slice of duck meat. "i want."
you put it on his plate. he pouts at it, hooking his shoe behind your calf. slowly, it slides up the back of your leg. "no, hyung-ah! want you to feed me. ahh..."
you glance around, warm in the cheeks and not from the heat of the busy restaurant or from the starchy suit. he blinks up at you expectantly, mouth open.
his eyes are just a little too lidded to not remind you of situations far dirtier than this. you clear your throat and shove the duck meat into his mouth until he almost chokes. he pulls away from your shoulder, and so does the creeping hand across your belt.
he grumbles as he swallows. "you coulda killed me, hyung. why'd i have to fall in love with such a mean guy?"
"because i'm handsome," you say nonchalantly, "like you said. apparently, it's my only good trait."
he hooks his arm through yours with a soft whine, food forgotten. you spoon another slice of duck into his mouth – you're paying for all of it, regardless if it goes into his stomach or the bin. he would definitely appreciate it a lot more. "hyung! that's not true. i love you for other reasons, too."
"mm, is that right, darling? name one." you slide a mouthful of glass noodles between his teeth. he winks when he notices how closely you're watching, making sure to be extra slow when he drags his lips over the spoon.
how he can make that attractive, you have no idea.
"well," he hums after swallowing, "you have a big dick!"
you nearly knock over the table in your haste to slap a hand over his mouth. your face burns. you hiss, "shut up! shut the fuck up. please, we are in public."
he waits until you lower your hand. he smiles innocently. "make me, hyung."
he goes right back to eating, unhooking his arms from yours and tucking his feet under himself. he wraps his lips around the chopsticks, glancing slyly in your direction to see if you're watching. you are. his lips shine slightly with oil from the fried dishes, plump and pink from the chilli powder. they curve up into a smirk as you place a firm hand on his knee.
popping a piece of chicken in his mouth, he lets out a soft moan, eyes closing gently as he savours the taste. "so good, baby. see? i knew you had some good qualities – you always manage to choose the best dishes on the menu, even if you've never tried it before. open your mouth for jungkookie, please. here comes the aeroplane."
he lifts the chopsticks, hovering a palm under it. you maintain eye contact as you accept it begrudgingly, doing your best to slam mental understanding through to him. you're in a restaurant that celebrities frequent – if you two are seen doing anything so much as a hair too risqué, you'll be kicked to the curb and your faces will be blacklisted forever behind reception. he's already pushing it, practically sitting on your lap.
his hand brushes over the front of your pants when he draws back. the glint in his eyes tells you that it's no accident.
fine. you'll play his game.
your hand slides up his knee to his thigh, squeezing in warning. you knuckle the edge of your hand into his soft bulge, concealing the movement with a shift on the booth seat. you feel his knee jerk, nearly hitting the table.
he clears his throat and continues eating, taking your nearly-empty plate and giving you another portion of every dish. how kind of him.
his trousers are beltless – ruins the lines of his jacket, he argued – and you glide your fingers over the front, finding the cold of his zipper easily. you palm his cock, hiding your smirk behind a quaint little appetiser as his hips shuffle discreetly.
he's always loved this game, touching when he shouldn't and where he shouldn't. you try to be mature about it, knocking his hands away or kicking his feet under the table when they get too close to their mark, but he's your baby, and you don't punish him nearly enough for any of your stern lectures to truly take root in that pretty little head of his.
you drag his zipper down.
your fingers slip into the gap under the button top, tracing gentle lines along his cock. it twitches with interest.
his pants are high-waisted, which makes it easier to hook your fingers into his boxer shorts – you have to personally thank whoever made loose-fits popular again – and fish out his cock. when he feels your fingers wrap firmly around him, his head snaps towards you and his eyes widen.
you smile sweetly back at him. what did he think would happen? you turn back to your meal, and after a still moment, he follows, his movements stiffer than before.
you stroke him lazily. you don't have to do much to get him riled up – the setting seems to pluck at his seams. he shuffles around so often that you barely have to move your hand; he does it for you.
you lean in, lips by his ear. "quit moving so much, baby. you'll get caught."
jungkook's throat bobs harshly as he nods, quiet and obedient as he stares down into his plate. as a reward, your fist quickens, and his breath hitches, eyes shutting briefly as your finger slides over his wet tip, smearing his precum down the length of his hard shaft.
"what's wrong, darling?" you ask with faux innocence. "you haven't touched your dinner in some time. want to order something else? a drink?"
he shakes his head, sucking on the ring through his lower lip. his cheeks are beginning to tint pink, and his wide eyes dart around the restaurant. eventually, they fall on you. "n-no, thank you, hyung," he replies in a small voice, lifting his hands and placing them palm-down on the dark table. he raises the spoon to his mouth.
he's so good for you! your heart melts a little. maybe it's the weight of being caught with his dick out – literally – but he's been quelled, his sneaky feet and sly glances left behind entirely.
it's bad for your ego. you have him in the palm of your hand – just a few fingers and you have infamous college bad-boy jeon jungkook melting into a hot, sticky puddle.
your hand pumps him steadily under the table. if he was in his right mind, he might recognise it as the classic pop 4/4 time signature, which you do for your own amusement. he lets out a shaky sigh, listing heavily against your side. you rest your cheek against the top of his head and tighten your fist, scraping along his veins rapidly to a bouncing beat, and his knuckles turn white around his chopsticks.
you glance over them in amusement. "going to stab me with those, jeon?"
 he loosens his grip and holds them properly, rather than like a stake he'd enjoy driving into your heart. he shakes his head, uttering a weak "uh-uh" as he turns his face into your shoulder. his breaths are hot and heavy, unsteady and stuttered.
you bite back a satisfied smile. "not such a tease now, are you?" you murmur into his ear. "i wonder how long you can hold it..."
he chokes out a tiny whimper. "no – no, please, hyung, please don't make me—"
"well, what else are you going to do? come all over the bottom of this table, all over your trousers and your shoes, like a needy whore?"
he jerks into your fist with a swallowed gasp. he doesn't even bother to try and look as if he's eating dinner – he's just trying not to moan too loudly.
poor thing. you stroke his hair kindly.
his cock is soaked. you can hear your wet movements under the table. he whimpers into your shoulder, a death grip on your forearm as he humps your fist. 
 "h-hyung," he gasps softly, his voice cracked and hoarse. "hyung, ah, ah, i c-can't—"
"mm, darling? want me to stop?"
all he does is whine quietly.
"excuse me, sir?"
you look up into the concerned eyes of a waiter – the same one who served you earlier. he gestures to jungkook, whose hair covers just enough to hide the sex-addled haze of his blown irises. his red cheeks, however, are not. "is he alright?"
you chuckle, nodding. "yeah, he'll be okay after an ibuprofen and a big glass of water. not a big drinker – you understand." you gesture to your wine glass, which is half-finished. you probably won't drink the rest of it; you've got something far tastier to get yourself drunk on tonight.
the waiter nods with a sympathetic smile. he bows slightly. "right! sorry for interrupting your dinner, then. have a good evening."
you smile as he leaves. you turn back to jungkook, who finally parts his lips to let out a breathless, near-silent moan. your hand had never stopped. his fist tightens in your jacket.
"you're doing so well, darling," you whisper, his precum dripping down your knuckles. his cock pulses hotly with each quick, dragging stroke. "you're doing so well for me. doing so well for hyung. you want to be good for me, yeah?"
 he nods quickly, panting softly. "y-yeah, yeah, hyung, wanna be good f'you. 'm good jus' f'you."
the way he's slurring his words could pass him for drunk if it really came down to it. he wraps his arms around you, and you can feel his tremble even deeper now – it's not just his thighs or his hands. he's trembling all over.
he's trying so hard for you.
you twist your voice into something sweet and gentle. "that's right. you've done so well tonight – look, we've finished all of the food we ordered! want to go home now, baby?"
he nearly whines aloud, gazing up at you with dark, desperate eyes. he gulps hard. "y-yes, yes please, let's go home, let's go let's go—"
"okay, okay," you laugh, gently tucking him away into his pants. he shifts in discomfort. you give him your jacket as you slide out of the booth, and he grabs it gratefully and folds it over his arm to hold over the visible tent in his pants. "i just need to pay and we're all set. want to wait in the car?"
he flushes and nods, taking your hand in his own. "yeah, if you wouldn't mind..."
"of course. anything for my darling."
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emo-batboy · 1 year
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Depression meals Battinson has made himself at least once while unsupervised to the shock and horror of Alfred
(Alfred has to sleep at some point. that’s when Bruce decides to wreak havoc and make these barely edible monstrosities)
(Btw he’s vegetarian, fucking fight me)
Pepper jack cheese between two seaweed sheets
Uncooked ramen dipped in the seasoning packet
Ready rice with cold tofu
Spoonfuls of peanut butter
Instant grits with one slice of American cheese
Pop tart dipped in hot chocolate
Spaghetti noodles with no other ingredient than a mountain parmesan, didn’t even put salt in the water
“Technically bread” (water and flour, microwaved…he was having a really bad day)
Bread, cheese, ketchup, microwave = pizza
Cream cheese and jelly sandwich
Vegan hot dog microwaved without a plate. He picked it up from the microwave with a piece of white bread and ate it just like that. No dirty dishes
kraft mac and cheese with one single raw asparagus
Various little kiddie-themed smoothie shots
Dry cereal
Cheddar cheese wrapped in a flour tortilla
Vegan dinosaur nuggets (microwaved, tho he tried to cook it in his hot coffee once, it didn’t work)
Frozen snap peas straight from the bag, unthawed
Tomato soup with cheez-its sprinkled on top
Tried to make a meal completely out of vitamin supplements once, based entirely on the exact amount of nutrients you need in a day
A family-sized bag of generic brand corn chips
Hard boiled eggs (they were supposed to be soft-boiled) and paprika
Blueberry bagel, toasted, no butter
Cold chicken noodle soup in one of those paper cartons from the corner store (it gave him food poisoning)
Microwave grilled cheese
Cucumber rolls (cucumber slices he rolled in microwave rice)
Leftover cake washed down with a protein shake
A hunk of mozzarella cheese, microwaved
Frozen Garlic bread (it’s actually good like that, he swears)
Four 5-hour energy shots to make a 20-hour energy (his heart rate didn’t go back to normal for two days)
Fruit snacks squished between two slices of wheat bread
Tried to dry scoop protein powder once, worked about as well as the cinnamon challenge
Pistachios with the shells (it was an accident. He did not notice)
Refried refried beans (for protein)
Handfuls of mushy, room temperature blueberries
Tofu block cut up with a spam slicer and dipped in mustard
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wanderingsimsfinds · 4 months
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WanderingSims Fave CC - Asian Grocery List
1-7, 12-17 - NoirandDarkSims - Winterglow Japanese Food Set (Food 01, 02, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 12, 14, 17, 20, 21)
8-9, 18-19 - HydrangeaChainsaw - Kawaii Stuff Set (Packing of Randomness ver 2, Nepon Bottle, Soda Beer Tea & More Cans, Water Bottles)
10 - HydrangeaChainsaw - Functional Drinks
11, 21 - NoirandDarkSims - Asian Food Bags 04 & 02
20, 22 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Sims-KKB Korean Style Goods Set Snacks & Drink
23 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 ohmysims Ramen Set
24, 33 - SimpleStudio404 - Clutter Set (Instant Noodles & Milk Pack)*
25-27 - SimpleStudio404 - Osake Set (Yamazki Whiskey, Nihonsyu Maou, Daruma Bottle)*
28-30, 35-43 - Ziva-Sims - 4t3 Dominationkid Japanese Food Part 1 (Cookies Box, Cake Box, Alfort Box, Candy Sticks, Drink Carton, Japanese Chips, Pocky Stack, Juice Carton, Pocky Box, Ice Cream, Alfort Stack, Potato Sticks)
31 - SimpleStudio404 - UFO Nisshin Set*
32 - SimpleStudio404 - Donbee Set*
34, 44 - you-lust - Snacks Separate & Pringles Separate
45-48 - Ziva-Sims - 2t3 Asamo's Korean Grocery Food Shelf 1-4
49-57 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 StudioK Convenience Store Set (Rack 1-3 & Snacks 1-6)
58-62, 65-68 - simnaru - Lunch Set (Convenience Lunchbox 1-4, Sandwich, Convenience Lunchbox 5-6, Onigiri 1-2)
63-64 - HydrangeaChainsaw - Snack Time Set Melonpan & Meiji Milk Carton
69-72 - simnaru - Snacks Set (Candy Bag, Ame Box, Rice Cracker, Potato Chips)
73 - Ziva-Sims - 2t3 Asian Food Clutter Pineapple Milk Carton Big
74-76 - Over-waxedbanister - 4t3 Slox Joung Laundry Clutter (Swan Toilet Cleaner, Washing Powder, Pigment Powder)
77 - HydrangeaChainsaw - Coin Laundry Set Attack Anti-Bacterial EX Super Clear Gel
78-79 - simnaru - Paper Set (Kitchen Paper 2 & Toilet Paper 12)
*All the SimpleStudio404 downloads are in the same ZIP graciously uploaded by @ameriko-steelie. I listed the set name so that you can find the specific CC without opening every folder.
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austim · 1 year
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Rice Paper Seaweed Chips :: Gim-bugak || one meal a day
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ms-demeanor · 2 years
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Why don't you just... Eat rice? Why bread?
It's a lot harder to turn on the rice cooker at 3am and wait half an hour for rice to cook than it is to just put two pieces of bread in the toaster.
I just had rice for lunch. And I had rice pasta for lunch and dinner the last two days. And I had rice for dinner-lunch-dinner last friday to saturday. And I had potato salad for lunch on friday.
The thing is that it gets a bit monotonous, and sometimes you maybe want some buttered bread to go with your pasta dish and sometimes you maybe just want bread.
Like, there are a lot of hacks out there for what to do when you can't eat bread. "make your sandwiches on rice cakes!!!!" "make a lettuce wrap!!!!!" "make a salad instead of a sandwich!!!!!!" "hollow out a cucumber and put your filling inside of it!!!!!" but also all those hacks kind of suck.
When I was a kid there was a tea parlor we used to go to that had this curry chicken salad with golden raisins and chopped onions and almonds. I made some to share with my dad while he was in town. The tea parlor used to serve it on warm croissants and it was wonderful. It is literally impossible to make gluten-free croissants (the dough won't be elastic enough to laminate properly) so I was hoping to just have some chicken salad on sandwich bread. And yeah it's fine to eat by itself and I mean okay I had it with potato chips but I didn't want chicken salad on potato chips (or rice), I wanted a chicken salad sandwich.
I can eat (certified gluten free) oatmeal and rice and rice pasta and potatoes and stuff but all of that takes a lot more time than putting some cream cheese and lemon curd on a gluten free bagel and also it's not my go-to so it took me a while to recognize that I was starting to get the low-carb brain fog.
But also because rice does not enable my depraved regency habits. Sometimes I want to eat off of a paper towel in my car, not out of a bowl, you know?
It's also super depressing to be locked out of your staple foods and the foods you grew up with. Last night Large Bastard had a grilled cheese with tomato soup for dinner. I had pasta. I've got a big jar of peanut butter that *yes* i can eat with yogurt and bananas and *yes* I can put into oatmeal (and I do those things pretty regularly) but it doesn't do me much good if I want to pack a couple PB&J sandwiches for a hike.
But also it's a bummer because I already did this. I already learned the discreet way to bring food I can eat to family events or what I can eat ahead of time that means I won't get hungry or which places I can go after an event to quickly get something to eat. Convenience food is convenient! Do you know what it's like to go backpacking when you can't eat any of the standard backpacking food? It's homemade trail mix for days, but I did also like to pack a single serving of spam and two slices of bread. If I go to a conference it's extremely standard for me to pack two loaves of bread that I can eat and a jar of peanut butter and a jar of jam so that there will be *something* in the room that I can eat quickly or pack quickly and carry with me. Bread is the easiest way to ensure that I don't end up living off mostly fruit and kind bars if I'm going out.
Hell, I used to bring my bread along to in-n-out because both the flying dutchman and the protein-style lettuce wrap are SIGNIFICANTLY INFERIOR to just using actual bread. (Lettuce wraps suck. I've been eating them for years and I'm ready to call it. Lettuce wraps are how you make a hamburger instantly cold and get it to taste vaguely like dirt. Could I eat lettuce-wrap tacos? Yes. Do I want 'the poor person's endive boat but put carne asada in it'? No. If I wanted something wrapped in leaves I would get dolmas like a reasonable person because at least those are soaked in oil)
And at this point I would prefer to have a proven gluten-free bread recipe that I can make reliably and that does not suck, but the last few times I've tried to make g-free bread (like, a loaf of bread, not flatbread or bannock or quickbreads) it has not gone well and I would *love* to experiment but at the moment my oven isn't getting hotter than 250fah so it's not really bread-capable at the moment. I have some recipes I'd like to try, but they will require a functional oven.
I know *how* to get enough carbs without bread, it just requires forethought and planning and I don't want forethought and planning, I don't want to get up an hour early to make good oatmeal, I want some cocoa almond spread on a piece of toast.
Also trader joe's recently discontinued the macaroni and cheese that I used to get and the version that Aldi has sucks and is more expensive and the version that Annie's has doesn't *suck* but isn't what I want and is MUCH more expensive and of course I can make macaroni (or, let's be real, penne or rotini because finding rice-only macaroni is a fucking chore) and cheese but it takes literal hours and also requires an oven.
IDK bud you caught me at a bad time because I'm extremely sad that the gluten-free diet fad is passing and that my local grocery stores got rid of their gluten-free sections in the past year and the foods that I was eating are getting discontinued or are out of stock and the thought of having to become an extremely good baker (because good gluten-free bread is HARD) or just eat rice forever is a downer. I already cook so, so much of the food that I eat from scratch that I don't want to do more hours of cooking each week - I spend probably six hours baking or cooking on on saturdays and sundays and then another one to two hours cooking on weeknights and you may recognize that as approximately equivalent to a part-time job *just to keep myself fed on a reasonable budget, and it obviously isn't all that reasonable a budget if I'm spending ten to twenty hours a week on it* and the thought of doing more of that because there's a shortage of corn-free baking powder or something is the kind of invisible disability burden that goes tremendously under-discussed and kind of makes me insane.
I mean fuck if we want to talk about the social model of disability accessible food options for people with allergies and autoimmune conditions is a great example that never gets brought up and it is really difficult to emphasize that "trader joe's $5 rice bread" versus "udi's $10 equivalent rice bread" versus "2-3 additional baking hours a week" versus "just change your go-to quick meals and accept that you eat hamburgers with a fork" has a lot of possible outcomes that reduce my quality of life.
And that sounds stupid to say. "A company stopped carrying a product and it reduced my quality of life."
But first off it's not one company and not one product and when it's not just "white sandwich bread" but it's "white sandwich bread, macaroni and cheese, frozen empanadas, chocolate chip cookies, lasagna noodles, rice cereal, sorgum beer, rice rotini, canned chicken, ginger cookies, almond flour muffins, split pea soup, vegetarian chili, mushroom risotto" and on and on it gets exhausting and depressing and losing access to a significant number of convenience food and easy meals DOES fuck with your quality of life.
You know what my easy "I'm tired because we're moving and I'm broke so I can't go buy fresh groceries" meal was for the last three years? Scrambled eggs and toast.
Until the last two months I probably had scrambled eggs and toast once or twice a week since the pandemic started.
You know what's not as easy as that? Any rice dish. You know what it got replaced with? Cereal. Or nothing.
I know that having chocolate rice crisps (or nothing) for dinner once a week isn't actually ideal. That's part of why I spend eight to twelve hours cooking on weekends - so I'll have a big vat of rice or potato based soup that I can have leftovers of for lunch through the week and probably get dinner out of for a couple nights too.
But sometimes you're a little tired of the chicken and rice soup that you are eating for nine meals out of twenty one and it would be nice to have some scrambled eggs and toast.
So, basically, the bread is load-bearing in terms of making me a quasi-functional human being and it isn't going to break me and I'm going to be able to put something else there to shore up the deficit but I am going to complain the whole time.
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Aaron made a miniature Bates Motel gingerbread house for Xmas one year. The ground is covered in crushed graham crackers and chocolate cookies, coffee, and shredded wheat.
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Windows are made from melted candy, walls and roof are covered in fondant.
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Roof [and porch] railing is made from tiny cut pieces of painted noodles.
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The base is four feet by four feet, and the highest point is about two feet tall.
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The stairs are made from dyed Rice Krispie treats.
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Motel roof covered in flaxseed with painted noodles for the support poles. Ice machine words are printed on edible paper.
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View into Norman Bates’ taxidermy parlor. Clear window made from thin pieces of dried gelatin.
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Peeping through the hole in the wall into Marion’s room. Furniture and props made from marzipan, gum paste, fondant, and gingerbread. Paintings printed on edible paper, rug printed on super thin fondant.
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Room 1, Marion’s room. 
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Lamp made from a bite sized Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup.
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Notice the suitcase, the bird pics on the wall, and the tiny key that Norman picks up after the murder.
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The iconic shower scene. Shower rod made from painted noodles, curtain made from clear gelatin. And notice the tiny chocolate chip shower head. He took liberty w/the amount blood in the scene.
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Marion’s car sinking into the swamp behind the motel.
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The swamp is made from melted Jolly Ranchers.  The car is several pieces of gingerbread wrapped in fondant and hand painted. It even has the same license plate from the movie.
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Arbogast getting stabbed on the staircase…Gingerbread stairs. Notice Norman’s hair sticking out of mother’s wig.
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Final scene in the basement.  Lila Crane turning around the chair to find Norman’s dead mother. But watch out Lila, Norman’s behind you!
https://www.messynessychic.com/
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jopetkasi · 2 months
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they say that poverty makes one creative. i'd like to think it is true.
last week, the younger nephews and nieces were at home to celebrate the unofficial "birthday" of the two kid's my family adopted. and since these are kids, the menu could only mean ordering chicken joy buckets or pizza. i was about to place the order when manang cion asked me to stack some hollow blocks on a table and later had me add the unused bricks from the garage.
"gagawa tayo homemade pizza" commanded manang as she arranged the bricks to form a furnace. in other words, if you have eaten Gino's pizza, we are doing the same except that ours is an improvised brick oven! puede. nakatipid kami.
"huwag mong buhusan ng gaas!" she screamed as she saw me about to douse the furnace with kerosene. oo nga naman, maglalasang gasolina. the secret was to lit shreds of paper until the wood emits a steady ember and from there you fan to keep the fire burning.
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when she saw that I can manage, she went back to the kitchen and in no time, emerged with several trays of dough molded in irregular circular forms, not too big or small, enough that each kid would have their own pizza.
although ours is far from the artisanal pizzas sold outside (given it was burnt on some edges) it was delicious nonetheless. the best part was we almost did not spend anything as the ingredients were sourced from the pantry like the salami/pepperoni sausages that have been in the freezer for almost a year and the basil leaves were from the garden. we only spent for the drinks as the oldies are joining as well and will require beer and chips to go with the pizza.
my new siblings were happy as well, as it was their first try eating something different from rice and ulam. Kid number 1 had more than four slices while the little girl had two but gave up eating her third slice as she drifted for an afternoon nap while I carried her, unbothered by the superficial chismisan of her now uncles and aunties.
and it was a lovely weekend.
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ratherbefangirling · 9 months
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Single dad Namjoon AU
Ok imagine We have a Single dad Namjoon and the maknae line as his three kids.
Namjoon who divorced his ex because of differences and she took a job abroad leaving the kids on him. Leaving twins Taehyung and Jimin with him Jungkook is his god child?(and he'd already bonded with the little boy as they were neighbours too). Jungkook's parents were his good friends but they died and the others of Jungkook's family didn't want him. Jungkook the shy innocent baby, Taehyung who is the most mischievous but also befriends every one, Jimin who was innocent and caring and sensitive but all of them were still young.
And we have the you. A someone enjoying her single life and career. But you love cooking Maybe cause you came from a big family so when you learned cooking it was in big batches. And so you continued making large portions and putting them into a separate freezer unit you bought on sale so you can reheat and eat it and not have to think about meals throughout the week.
So whenever you has extra left over you give it to neighbours. (Feed thy neighbours)
And you meet Namjoon newly shifted because he got a good job and the area is a good neighbourhood.
The three 'munchkins' as you call them are so cute so whenever they request for something you include that for next time (even though the kids have some questionable suggestionslike chips in rice) . The kids have interesting ideas. It's also fun to feed them different cuisines. Sometimes they even help you and it feels nice to make dumplings together even if they are funny shapes sometimes.
One day when he's busy you even go to the kid's school because someone was bullying Jungkook. Jungkook hugs you and even calls you mom and your heart softens for the boy. (You decide to teach him self defense too later.)
So when Namjoon gets a promotion. He goes to buy his kids toys for Christmas. Buys good card stock paper and writes you a letter (probablythe sweetest one you've ever recieved). Thanking you cause he had been struggling making dinner and ordering out was unhealthy. Many times youe meals saved his day. He puts in some cash in an envelope and gives it to you next time you come. A little Christmas gift. Because you were sent to him as a blessing from the universe.
You didn't have to.
I wanted to. You were the first one I wanted to tell.
Yes you enjoyed a single life but you could understand why someone would dedicate themselves to kids too.
Like When Taehyung came from school after you taught him math and hugged you. Or when Jimin saved most if not all his pocket money to buy you a beautiful dinner set. Or when shy Jungkook came after school religiously helping you prep ingredients and learned how to cook your comfort meal (because you got sick one day and wanted your comfort meal) and your favourite meal (to surprise you for your birthday) .It nice to go on picnics with them or camping with them. It was nice when you felt to drowsy to move by the campfire. Namjoon put a shawl on you so you don't catch a cold. Or when Namjoon 'rescued' you from a date and treated you to cheesy fries after.
So yeah that's it.
Feel free to add on.
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ramyeongif · 9 months
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rice paper rice chips
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