#smoked meatloaf

[viapu-com]

Homely comfort meets audacious flavors in our Smoked Meatloaf Recipe! It's tradition with a twist you'll love. Smoke up your cooking game! #StayTunedForMore

#smoked meatloaf #twist on tradition #meatloaf recipe #home cooking #comfort food #food innovation #recipe ideas #foodie #delicious #savory dishes #home chef #try something new #reinventing classics #cooking inspiration #kitchen adventures #tasty #epicure #smoked dishes #gourmet meals #food lovers.

[okieapache70]

Smoked Meatloaf, Instant Pot Nacho Mac (it got a little over done on the bottom) & Seasoned Collard Greens #foodie #food #foodaddict #yum #delicious #homecooked #foodaholic #foodporn #foodgasm #foodstagram #instafood #foodphoto #foodblogger #foodimania

#photooftheday #foodie #foodporn #food #delicious #yum #foodaddict #foodaholic #meatloaf #nacho mac #collard greens #smoked meat #smoked meatloaf

[stenoodie]

The Big Rig Kitchen & Brewery in Richmond Hill

The Big Rig Kitchen & Brewery in Richmond Hill. #marinatedbeetsalad #fishtacos #wherestheservice

The Big Rig Kitchen & Brewery located at 125 York Blvd, #135 in Richmond Hill This was a really disappointing dinner.  We planned to go out for dinner to semi-celebrate the one-year anniversary of us purchasing our house, and DH selected The Big Rig Kitchen & Brewery.  We both looked at the menu online first and were impressed with the selection of items as well as the (more…)

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#125 York Blvd 135 #@bigrigbrew twitter #brewery #Marinated Beet Salad #Markham #Markham food bloggers #Philly Steak Pizza #Pork Belly Melt #restaurant review #Richmond Hill #Smoked Meatloaf #Southwest Fish Tacos #The Big Rig Kitchen & Brewery #The Big Rig Kitchen & Brewery menu and prices

[marimboy404]

me when the orel is moral

#moral orel #my art #artists on tumblr #art #digital art #lgbtq artist #lgbtq artists on tumblr #orel puppington #clay puppington #moral orel fanart #orel fanart #tw alcohol #tw smoking #☆​meatloaf art☆

[jethroq]

is there French moonshine? like I think the culture hasn’t really ever been at that kind of point since the invention of the still that they’d had people desperate to get super drunk on home made spirits.

#it’s like smoking resin in amsterdam #getting meatloaf at a bistro

[nelsongabriella]

Meatloaf - Spicy Smoked Meatloaf

For those who enjoy strong, spicy, and smoky flavors, this hearty main dish of smoked beef meatloaf with a sweet hot sauce topping is ideal.

#answer #dish #fanatic #instructions #masterfulness #meatloaf #spicy smoked meatloaf

[millereddie]

Meatloaf - Spicy Smoked Meatloaf

For those who enjoy strong, spicy, and smoky flavors, this hearty main dish of smoked beef meatloaf with a sweet hot sauce topping is ideal.

#answer #dish #fanatic #instructions #masterfulness #meatloaf #spicy smoked meatloaf

[robynroze]

Meatloaf - Spicy Smoked Meatloaf

For those who enjoy strong, spicy, and smoky flavors, this hearty main dish of smoked beef meatloaf with a sweet hot sauce topping is ideal.

#answer #dish #fanatic #instructions #masterfulness #meatloaf #spicy smoked meatloaf

[andrepessel]

Spicy Smoked Meatloaf This smoked beef meatloaf topped with a sweet hot sauce is a hearty main dish that's perfect for fans of bold, spicy, and smoky flavors.

#taste #masterfulness #spicy smoked meatloaf #main dishes #fanatic #beef meatloaf #dish

[neevok]

Spicy Smoked Meatloaf For those who enjoy strong, spicy, and smoky flavors, this hearty main dish of smoked beef meatloaf with a sweet hot sauce topping is ideal.

#meatloaf #spicy smoked meatloaf #beef meatloaf #main dishes #recipe

[santinoelliott]

Meatloaf - Spicy Smoked Meatloaf For those who enjoy strong, spicy, and smoky flavors, this hearty main dish of smoked beef meatloaf with a sweet hot sauce topping is ideal.

#recipe #taste #spicy smoked meatloaf #meatloaf #masterfulness #answer

[viapu-com]

Transform tradition in the tastiest way with our Smoked Meatloaf Recipe! Savory, hearty, and with a smoky twist that will leave your taste buds asking for more. #FoodLovers

#smoked meatloaf #traditional recipes #foodie #home cooking #meat lovers #comfort food #delicious #recipe ideas #food inspiration #BBQ lovers #smoky flavors #culinary twists #grill recipes #homemade #food photography #cooking at home #food blogging #recipe sharing #meal ideas #twist on tradition

[saria44]

Guy Approved Meatloaf It is so delicious to eat this smoky meatloaf made from ground beef, barbecue sauce, liquid smoke, potato chips, and bacon. Second helpings will be requested by all!

#smoke #guy approved meatloaf #recipe #meatloaf #guys

[marlowe1-blog]

"The Music Teacher" (The Stories of John Cheever)

Demeter, Are you teaching piano?

I finally agree with the critics who see witchcraft in the stories of John Cheever. I am not certain that it's obvious that Ms. Deming the music teacher is Demeter who is leading the people to Hades (or the mother of Our Lady of the Underworld) but there's certainly something going on with her.

And Seton, the main character (not the same one as in The Golden Age), is in a downward spiral with his wife and whatever he could have done to make it better is well past. Shoot. I just read about this the other day, but it's the point where things become obviously FUBAR after years of losing trust and losing respect without any noticeable change ot the bottom line (currently the example is Netflix raising its prices every year and thinking that everything is fine because no one is canceling, not realizing that they are telling every single subscriber that they can't trust them NOT to keep pulling this shit. But there's also Justin Roiland abusing women, abusing co-workers and underlings while grooming teenage girls. He had many years of being able to get away with it, but then the floodgates opened.)

Seton is in a bad place. But he doesn't realize it because his entire life revolves around working and expecting to come home to a wife who has done everything like a happy 1950s housewife. Only none of them were happy (not naturally. There were a lot of tranquilizers prescribed in the 1950s). Last Shabbos, I tried talking to friends who decided to ignore me and have their own conversation about great food in New York and Italy and France yada yada. Now I was bored and feeling my poverty but then a note of urgency ended up in the conversations as they both noted that they got free food at the office because they worked until 2 in the morning and then their wives agreed that they hadn't really gone out for years because work and kids took all the time. So vacation in Italy was it.

Then I was sad for these people. And happy I ncever went into law or finance since as much as I'd like to afford their apartments and their vacations and their families, i just don't see those marriages lasting. Oh what the hell do I know. I'm single and going on dating apps and getting hung up on friends because of mutual childhood trauama.

So that's Seton's marriage. He comes home. The place is a mess. The kids are wild. The dinner is burnt. He tries to make things better but he's completely inept. He tries to order her to go to the restaurant where they used to go when they were actually in love. She brings the kids. The dinners remain burnt.

And then the story gets weird. He's told to take music lessons and his first thought is that it's an affair. Only John Cheever is not a Mad Men writer (as much as people find the similarities) and Ms. Deming (Demeter?) is an old music teacher.

She has him doing the basic scales. He goes home. He plays them. His wife doesn't like it. He goes to lessons. He goes home. He continues to practice the same scales. Everything is standard. His wife asks him to ask for another lesson. Seriously, you can't be playing scales week after week. But that's all he does.

That's the only thing that the men in the neighborhood do. He walks past houses. They are playing the same scales. His wife starts cooking well. He's working a kind of magic with the repeatitive music.

Then one day he goes and sees Ms. Deming happy. She's with bikers who seem like rough company but she's letting her mask slip. Only Seton sees her and she returns to the stern teacher. And she still won't let him change the lesson to the same scales.

And that's it. He stops playing. His wife is now better behaved. The marriage isn't exactly healthy but he doesn't have to deal with it. And then Ms. Deming is dead. She was murdered. We don't know who did it. We assume it was the bikers. It could have been any of her students or it could have been Seton. For all we know it could have been a wife sick of hearing the same tune repeatedly and sick of being hypnotized.

This is a story of mysteries. Who is the music teacher? Why does the music hypnotize the wives? Who killed the music teacher? Why does she only make her students play the same thing?

But these mysteries are at the heart of other mysteries that are more mundane, like when did love die? Why did the marriage fail? Are we just trapped in our lives? Does music save us or kill us? How do we get love back once it seems to have died? Once your marriage dies, when do you admit it?

This is a brilliant story that goes to the heart of a society that was unsustainable.

#John Cheever #T #Tim Lieder #scales #music #hypnotism #wives #dead marriage #divorce #the end #burnt meatloaf #1950s #patriarchy #Shirley Jackson #smokikng #smoking #dating #sadness #sad drunks #suburbs #bikers #murder #death #old lady #old music teacher #demeter #greek myths #witches #witch #the witch

[tomurasdecay]

my neighbor is a 50 year old retired nurse, i’m absolutely obsessed with her. she cooks dinner and makes me a portion and gives me baked goods and keeps trying to get me to smoke with her

#very upset i dont smoke weed anymore. #currently eating meatloaf she made 💖

[rebelfell]

so wrong, it's right

a vaguely halloween-ish blurb where eddie has it bad for his best friend’s girlfriend…except you’re not his girlfriend anymore. 18+, MDNI

“Princess, I can’t,” Eddie whines pitifully. “We can’t. It’s wrong.”

This was so not how he saw the night going— sitting in the den at Tina’s dumb Halloween party, having to tell the girl of his dreams he can’t give her what she’s asking for, dressed up in a shitty pirate costume from the goodwill of all things.

At least he got to use his own bandana.

His hands squeeze tight on your arms as he tries to hold you at a safe distance. He doesn’t have it in him to push you away, enjoying too much the feel of your legs draped across his lap.

You’re Alice in Wonderland, the light blue of your dress nicely setting off the color of your skin. The skirt is painfully (for him) short and it’s made even shorter by the fluffy petticoat underneath it. White stockings hug your legs all the way up your sumptuous thighs, accented at the top with little black bows. It almost could double as one of those French maid outfits and Eddie has got to stop picturing you dusting things right now.

The sound of the party still going on in the main part of the house filters down the hallway to the room you brought him to in search of someplace quiet where you could share a joint. At the time he’d thought it was a little odd, especially since you didn’t usually smoke.

But since when did he ever stop to ask questions when you wanted him to do something? It wasn’t like he was going to start now.

And considering the way you’d sidled up as close to him as you could and pushed down his hand as he was taking out one of his pre-rolls, you clearly had a different agenda.

Did he even lock the door behind him? 

He’s not sure. His nose is swimming in the cherry liquor on your breath and the subtle florals of your perfume. The combination is making him dizzy and his jeans are uncomfortably tight. He’s been half-hard since he got here and all you did was wave at him from across the room.

“Isn’t that kinda what makes it fun, though?” You purr in his ear and your tongue traces the shell of it, making his whole body convulse.

He can’t do this. Can’t, can’t, can’t…

“No, no,” he says, a desperate pant. “I-I can’t hook up with my buddy’s girl, it’s not right.”

“Except I’m not his girl anymore…you know?”

Oh, Eddie knows. 

He’s known for weeks now, ever since news of the break-up ran through the school like food poisoning on meatloaf day. He’s known it every day he watched you walk down the hall without the tall, broad frame of Steve Harrington hanging all over you. He’s known it in his van on the way home when he pictures himself standing over you at your locker, thumb tugging down your plump bottom lip before he leans in to kiss you.

And he’s especially known it in his bed, late at night, when he’s imagining you’re there with him, hand firmly wrapped around his hard, throbbing—holy fucking shit.

With a shudder and a gasp, he’s brought hurtling back to the moment, suddenly feeling an actual hand on his cock. Except it’s not his own, it’s yours. Your fingers trace the shape of it through the seam in his jeans and he thinks he might actually die if he doesn’t get to bury himself inside you in the next five seconds.

A rumbling groan releases from deep in his chest and he tightens his grip on your shoulders, pulling you closer this time. You lick your lips and smile like the little minx you are, knowing you’ve won. As if there was ever any question you would.

Eddie swallows hard, drawing one last shaky breath as he tips his head to the side.

That fucking look in your eyes should be illegal.

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