chiekodivine · 3 months ago
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fav recipe rn? it can be for a smoothie or a drink, i just want to try something new. ur so pretty btw!
ahhhhh thank you sm and these are some of my summer favs rn!! <333
good soup ðŸĨĒ˚ āž˜ āģ€â‹†ï―ĄËšâ™Ą ïļŽðŸē + collagen**
- chicken bone broth**
- rice noodles
- grilled chicken (cook w olive, avocado, n sesame oil)
- bok choy
- celtic salt (not the ground kind)
- boiled egg (no egg yolk 4 me)
- mushrooms (cook w grass fed butter)
- turmeric
brown sugar blueberry matcha ˖âŠđ ïŋ―ïŋ―ïŋ― ðŸĩ ˖âŠđ āĢŠ ˖⟡ðŸŦ
**any fruit flavored syrup can be used
- unsweetened organic matcha powder
- hot water
- brown sugar
- unsweetened oat or almond milk
- blueberry syrup
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marimayscarlett · 3 months ago
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Little recap of the last concert in Gelsenkirchen // some of the most memorable things for me ðŸĪ
First of all, spending the day and/or concert with @m---e---l, @vulnerant-omnes @tinnike and @iinchicore - laughed, cried, had a great time with you all, thank you a lot ladies ðŸĪ
Hug in the elevator - I saw no feet in the elevator, panicked (❗), then saw the group hug and bawled so hard my contact lenses got out of place ðŸĪ™ðŸŧ
Richard's growling. I will not elaborate, but rest assured, I did have several thoughts about it:
Puppe cam: Till abandoning the band to play the same melody for about 4 minutes and his appreciation of backstage staff ðŸĪē🏞
Butcher Till with sparkly hat, apron and dick out. A summer look 🌞
"Mit Maggi macht das Kochen Spaß" - Till getting passed a bottle of Maggi instead of a flamethrower for the Flake-soup ðŸē
hallucinatory cornerâ„Ē: my delusional ass thinking that Richard nodded in acknowledgement when he saw my hand-heart ðŸŦķðŸŧ (he most likely absolutely didn't)
Paulchard Polonaise - no kiss, but party dance ðŸŠĐ -> but then later: Pussy Paulchard kiss - blink and you get foam in your eyes and miss it 💋
Fan cam time partly used for some Rammstein crew appreciation 🙏ðŸŧ
Richard's boat ride with Maxime (dad being 😎ïŋ―ïŋ―ïŋ―ïŋ―‍ðŸ’Ŧ, daughter being 😃👐ðŸŧ)
Sleeveless Richard + stripping his coat very enthusiastically (no, I have not recovered from this, my phone almost slipped out of my hand during this)
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Richard holding on to Till's sleeve and pulling him into a hug and Till hugging him just as tight ðŸŦ‚
Paul crying, Schneider being on the verge of tears, Richard barely holding on while Olli dances in the elevator 🕚ðŸŧ
little sweet moments after the concert: meeting a lady from the Frankfurt concert a few weeks back, random lady checking in on me while I bawled my eyes out after the concert, and random guy complimenting my red dress, telling me he loves the DRSG mv and later screaming 'Du riechst so gut!' at me from his car window and waving 👋ðŸŧ
Couldn't have wished for a better last concert or nicer people to spend it with. It was magical 💗
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(thank you @vulnerant-omnes for taking this picture ðŸĪ)
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aspureasamelody · 3 months ago
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Look how happy they both are when they're cooking!!
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I want Chase and Omi to cook together ðŸģðŸēðŸœðŸŠðŸ―ïļ
Yet another shared hobby between these two! The parallels just never end
They both love cooking a lot, they like the process, like exploring the recipes from the scrolls. They both have some experience in the kitchen. I definitely think this is another thing that they both share a specific interest in, but that Chase is much better at and mentors Omi in
So I definitely think Omi and Chase cook together semi-regularly. Could even see them making these exact faces while they do!
And I think they cook for each other, too, little contests or attempts to one-up each other or show off, or little boxed lunches as another favor exchange between them
Chase has also offered to show Omi how to skin and gut and prep a dragon to eat, but for some reason, Omi always turns that particular lesson down
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indieyuugure · 1 year ago
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Hi...(That's it,I just said hi,Btw,I love your art,Been meaning say it to you and your comic is gut wrenching,I don't know how much I actually writhe in agony and fangirling as the story goes you know,Like...omg...This is split,I might die!!!! Anyways have a nice day or night)(Here,Have some food😊ðŸŦī🍕🍔🌭ðŸĨŠðŸĨĻ🍟ðŸŦ”ðŸŒŪðŸŒŊðŸĨ™ðŸ§†ðŸĨ˜ðŸðŸĨ—ðŸē🍛🍜ðŸĢðŸĪðŸšðŸąðŸĨŸðŸĒ🍙🍘ðŸĨðŸĄðŸĨ ðŸĨŪ🍧ðŸĻðŸĶðŸĨ§ðŸ°ðŸŪ🎂🧁🍭🍎ðŸŦðŸĐ🍊🧋ðŸĩ☕
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Thank you ^v^
lol, the angst 😈
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sweeteastart · 5 months ago
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I know the titles sound profound and all, but there is also soup and now I wanna know about soup !
But also, Drawing circles intrigues me a lot !!
Ohhhh I put off responding to this ask for so long sorry i got really shy and got stuck in my head for a moment--
MORE IMPORTANTLY IM BACK
First of all !! Have some more Soup content !! ðŸē
Soup
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I still don't have any good writing for the boy but have a WIP oh him beint absolutely gorgeous as always. I already hear you say : who's that kid in his arms ? Welllll
THAT'S HIS DAUGHTER, LILA :D
Surprise ! Soup has a three year old daughter when he meets the Chain when he's 25 years old. I don't want to reveal quite yet who's the mother. What I'm gonna say is : Soup had an arranged marriage with some nobility in his very early twenties and had Lila soon after.
Currently, she isn't residing with either of her parents as Hyrule (the capital and the country) is dangerous for her to stay in. The kid lives with close friends of Soup from his adventurous years and he visits her as much as he can :D
Drawing Circles
The first writing centric WIP I was asked about ! I'm literally so excited but deathly afraid of sharing my writing in any capacity so be nice to me that's also the very first draft of one scene I'm sorry
!DISCLAIMER!
The TW in hashtags are about this fic !! Beware of that before reading that snippet please.
To put some context around that tid bit : The story revolved around a time loop where only Sky remembers the previous loops. In each one, an unknown entity seemed to pull the string and kill the chain one by one in a predefined pattern. Each time Sky is killed, he comes back to square one. By the time of this snippet, he has seen and experienced very nasty moments which is why mentally he isn't coping well !!
TLDR : Sky is getting his shit wrecked in a time loop where he sees and is killed again and again :)) (I love writing gut wrenching angst I'm sorry--)
Here comes nothing~
"The first sense he regained was always the same. Touch. The hero felt the rugged linen of his bedroll under his fingertips.
Second was smell. The deep scent of burning wood tinged his nose.
Third was hearing. Only the quiet songs of insects broke the all encompassing silence of the woods.
Fourth was taste. The lingering taste of blood and sour potion spread across his taste bud.
Thatâ€Ķ wasn’t normal.
He suddenly opened his eyes. Only a sky full to the brim with stars and trees shadows responded by its calm infinity to the man. Moved by a sudden surge of energy, he stood up straight as an arrow in his bed. Eyes still glued to the enigma that was the ink black sky.
It was night. The moon was smirking high in the sky butâ€Ķ. It never did before. It had always been day. Dawn. Five in the morning exactly. Always the same day at the exact same time.
His eyes fell back. Lost in a sea of confusion, the chosen one took a long time before understanding what was before him. Drenched in deep shadows was the campfire andâ€Ķ. all his brothers. Sitting. Here. Seemingly startled in the middle of a discussion. All his brothers.
He looked at Hyrule. The brown haired kid looked back at him with a weak smile. Just after this action he averted his eyes. Away from him. Straight to the dirt. Then the hero of the Sky saw a glint reflecting the light of the fire. Steel against the dark.
Immediately Sky looked around him in search of his own sword.
“Whoah ! Whoah !” tried Warriors with a rushed sword. Strangely his tone was soft yet worried. A worry Sky had never been on the receiving end of. “Don’t move so much ! Your wound might re-open !”
â€Ķ.. Wound ?
That’s only then he truly felt the burning, tremendous amount of pain his neck was in. It felt like a bag of bricks fell down on his shoulders. He slouched forwards, hands holding his neck.
Sky didn’t go back to day 1. Fi was nowhere near him. The sky was this treacherous black hue. Eyes glued to the grass enveloped in harsh shadows, he stayed dead silent.
He had beenâ€Ķ. saved ?
“... Sky ?” The old man called to him. The chosen one didn't even register the word nor that he was the one it directed to.
He smiled. His brothers had saved him. His smile widened even more. They must have done everything in their power to bring him back. A snicker rolled higher and higher in his throat. Despite their efforts to save him, someone had taken hold of Fi. By now, a distorted, devoid of happiness, small laugh was breaching his lips. Twilight must have seen it. Tonitruous, painful fit of laughter took hold of all his body.
Ohâ€Ķ Kind and helpful brothers of hisâ€Ķ who ended up afflicting such a tragic agony to the one they wanted to protect.
“Skyâ€Ķ”
A voice.
A voice was calling his name. He didn’t listen. He couldn’t listen. He was past comprehension and rationality. He couldn’t process anything else but unbound kindness and painful ignorance. Neither of which he could truly be mad at. So he clawned at the dirt by his bedroll. Like it had wronged him. Like it was the all encompassing reason for his pain. Like it was at fault for this endless hellish loop.
And he laughed. Laughed a deeply unhappy laugh. He did so with so much resolve. So much perseverance because for weeks he hadn’t been able to. Because after weeks of this never ending hell, there was no end in sight. A hell in which, even the sweet release of death was refused to him.
Arms held him away from battered and beating dirt that had the unluckiness of being by his side. A high-pitched noise escaped his mouth. He saw without seeing multiple people around him. Shapes and shadows stretching from the dim light of the campfire to the abyss of the night.
“I can’t do it anymoreâ€Ķ” he croaked in between two giggles. By now it could barely be described as such. Maybe sobs would have been closer to the truth. Even then, it sounded barely human. Eternally doomed and animalistic. Hands cupped his face. Big and rugged. Heavy too. His eyes searched too long before falling on one single blue iris looking back to him. Not only worried. Scared. Panickedâ€Ķ. Knowing of a truth even he didn’t. Soon he saw his lips. They were moving but making no sounds. Orâ€Ķ.were they ? Was it the lips that didn’t produce sounds or he who couldn’t hear them.
The fingers of the hands around his cheeks tensed. And he knew. Something in him knew it had been the latter. So he tried to concentrate. Over the physical and mental anguish and devastation of a failed restart.
“...kyâ€Ķ” he half-guessed, half-heard. “Focâ€Ķ us â€Ķ Me.”
Focus.
Focus me.
Focus on me.
And he did. He tried. His mind was a bottomless lake he couldn’t swim back up from. It was trying to drag him down. Down into the depths. He fought the grief. He fought off the need to close back his eyes and forget all about it.
“.. Me. “ it was pressing. “Please focusâ€Ķ Sky.” more words stuck to his brain. He needed time to understand them but they were starting to make sense."
AND THATS ALL I GOT FOR NOW-- That little bit of text made me soooo anxious for days but it's not as awful as I remember--
I got so worked up for not much lmao I hope you weren't too jumpscared by the angst my dear friend lmao I've had the idea for this fic for quite some times so I'm happy to share it
Thanks for the ask ♩♩♩♩
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whatwouldvalerydo · 6 months ago
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🧚‍♀ïļ ðŸē 🧚‍♂ïļ
Pick a character.
Answer these questions without thinking, like you would on a personality/strengths test. Make their choices as fast as you can.
For bedtime: Pajamas or nekked?
In the grass: Barefoot or shoed?
Coffee or tea?
Salty or sweet?
At a party: Tipsy or teetotaler?
Hydrated or chronically dehydrated?
Crunchy or creamy?
An adventure for fun: solo or with a buddy?
Favorite parent: mom or dad?
Who do they take after most: mom or dad?
Talktative or quiet?
Internal or external processor?
For sleeping: starfish or corpse?
Sparkling or still water?
Sunshine or rain?
Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall?
Formalwear: white or black?
Habitual or spontaneous?
Planner or pantser?
Theist or atheist?
Christmas or New Years?
Campfire or fireplace?
Dawn or dusk?
Desert or rainforest?
Which of the 5 Chinese elements: wood, metal, fire, earth, water?
Breakfast or fast (no breakfast)?
Flowers at their funeral: yes or no?
Lazy day: pants or pantsless?
Which is prettiest on partner: long or short hair?
Sunscreen or let nature do its thing?
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Still could write a story about this, but a break is in order.
Talia Crane it is because reasons.
For bedtime: Pajamas or nekked? - None, clothed and ready to go in case of anything
In the grass: Barefoot or shoed?
Coffee or tea?
Salty or sweet?
At a party: Tipsy or teetotaler? - None, perfectly awake and alert
Hydrated or chronically dehydrated?
Crunchy or creamy?
An adventure for fun: solo or with a buddy?
Favorite parent: mom or dad? - None, hates they guts
Who do they take after most: mom or dad?
Talktative or quiet?
Internal or external processor? - My beloved rage bitch
For sleeping: starfish or corpse?
Sparkling or still water?
Sunshine or rain?
Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall?
Formalwear: white or black?
Habitual or spontaneous?
Planner or pantser?
Theist or atheist?
Christmas or New Years?
Campfire or fireplace?
Dawn or dusk?
Desert or rainforest?
Which of the 5 Chinese elements: wood, metal, fire, earth, water?
Breakfast or fast (no breakfast)?
Flowers at their funeral: yes or no?
Lazy day: pants or pantsless?
Which is prettiest on partner: long or short hair?
Sunscreen or let nature do its thing?
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bigcutiebonnie · 1 year ago
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Your body is slowly becoming more flaccid as you get fatter and fatter. Look at the loops of flab on your arms. Your gut is starting to stick out 3 feet in front of you. Your double chin is thicker, too. I would love you to be my concubine and walk around the house naked all day, your sacks of flab sagging and wiggling. And, of course, all the food you could eat. Sound hot?
Yessss this fatty needs feedingðŸē😏
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prapasara · 2 months ago
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An Introduction to “Nam Pla Ra”: Unveiling Thailand’s Flavorful Fermented Fish 🐟ðŸŦ™
What comes to mind when you think of a Thai dish with a strong aroma that’s still beloved by many, particularly in Isan cuisine ?
Can you guess which food this might be? ⏱ïļðŸĪ”
It's known for its bold, savory flavor and plays a key role in traditional Thai dishes.
ðŸ―ïļ One dish that stands out is called "Pla Ra" 🐟
Pla Ra is a traditional food that has gained popularity across all regions of Thailand, particularly in the northern and northeastern (Isan) areas. It is primarily made from freshwater or marine fish packed in containers that can prevent contamination.
One of the most notable products derived from Pla Ra is called “Nam Pla Ra”, a traditional Thai fermented fish sauce. In this post, we will delve into the rich history and unique characteristics of this flavorful ingredient.
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[ What is Nam Pla Ra ? ]
ðŸŦ™ðŸŸ Nam Pla Ra is a traditional Thai fermented fish sauce product, deeply rooted in the rich culinary heritage of Thailand, especially in the northeastern region (Isan). It offers a flavor profile that is uniquely Thai which is rich, salty, and earthy with a pronounced umami taste that is both robust and deeply satisfying.
The use of Nam Pla Ra in various dishes highlights its versatility and importance in Thai cuisine, where it contributes depth and complexity to every meal.
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[ Preparing material for "Nam Pla Ra" ]
- Freshwater/Marine Fish 🐟
The primary ingredient for Nam Pla Ra is freshwater/marine fish, such as gourami, snakehead, catfish, mullet, threadfin bream or small fishes. These fish are selected for their firm flesh and ability to absorb the flavors during the fermentation process.
- Salt 🧂
The salt plays a crucial role for coarse and free of impurities, ensuring a consistent and controlled fermentation process.
- Rice Bran, Roasted Rice 🍚
Rice bran, with its natural oils and nutrients, serves as a fermenting agent, promoting the growth of specific bacteria that contribute to the flavor development. Roasted rice adds a nutty, slightly toasted flavor, enhancing the overall taste of the fermented fish.
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[ In the Making of "Nam Pla Ra" ]
1. Selection of Fish : The fish should be fresh. After selecting, the fish are thoroughly cleaned, with scales and internal organs removed, ensuring that the fish are ready to absorb the salt and other ingredients.
2. Salting : The cleaned and gutted fish are then coated with a generous amount of salt. This step is crucial as the salt extracts moisture from the fish, creating an inhospitable environment for spoilage bacteria while encouraging the fermentation process.
3. Fermentation : After salting, the fish are mixed with rice bran and roasted rice before being packed tightly into jars and stored in a warm place (25–30°C). The fish is left to ferment for at least 4 to 6 months. During this time, enzymes and bacteria break down the fish proteins, developing the characteristic umami flavor and potent aroma that define Nam Pla Ra.
4. During the fermentation : The breakdown of proteins by enzymes and bacteria leads to the development of complex flavors and the strong. This is where the rich umami flavor comes from.
ðŸ’Ą The longer the fermentation, the more intense the flavor of the Pla Ra.
5. Then, mix the Pla Ra with pickled garlic, shrimp paste, palm sugar, and tamarind paste. Boil all the ingredients together in a hot pot for 1-2 hours.
6. After the fish has fully disintegrated, strain the mixture to extract the pure Pla Ra liquid (or Nam Pla Ra). With this, the process of making Nam Pla Ra is completed.
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[ "Pla Ra" Featured in Popular Thai Menus âœĻðŸ‡đ🇭ðŸē ]
These iconic dishes showcase the versatility and depth that fermented fish can bring to Thai cuisine.
1. Som Tam Pla Ra
A spicy green papaya salad enhanced with the bold flavors of fermented fish sauce, adding unique depth to this popular dish. Historically, Som Tam was a staple in rural Isan communities, and the addition of Pla Ra made it even more flavorful and distinct.
2. Pla Ra Lon
A rich and creamy dip made with fermented fish and coconut milk, often served with fresh vegetables. Pla Ra Lon has roots in traditional Thai cooking, where coconut milk was used to mellow out the strong taste of Pla Ra, creating a balanced and comforting dish.
3. Jaew Bong
A spicy chili paste featuring minced Pla Ra meat, offering savory flavor perfect for dipping or as a condiment, often served with fresh vegetables and sticky rice. Originating from northeastern Thailand.
Nam Pla Ra enjoys popularity not only within Thailand but also across international markets. Products like Nam Yum Pla Ra (Spicy salad dressing with fermented fish sauce) and Pla Ra Phong (Ground fermented fish) have found significant success abroad, establishing Nam Pla Ra as a key element of Thailand’s soft power influence. ðŸ‡đ🇭
To experience the authentic essence of Nam Pla Ra, look for products certified by Thai SELECT, the trusted stamp of authentic Thai taste.
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āļŠāļ§āļ™āļĢāļđāđ‰āļˆāļąāļ “āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē” āļ āļđāļĄāļīāļ›āļąāļāļāļēāļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāđāļšāļšāļ”āļąāđ‰āļ‡āđ€āļ”āļīāļĄāļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļ„āļ™āđ„āļ—āļĒ ðŸ‡đ🇭🐟
āļ–āđ‰āļēāļžāļđāļ”āļ–āļķāļ‡āļŠāđˆāļ§āļ™āļœāļŠāļĄāļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāđ„āļ—āļĒāļ—āļĩāđˆāļĄāļĩāļāļĨāļīāđˆāļ™āļ‰āļļāļ™āļĢāļļāļ™āđāļĢāļ‡ āļŦāļēāļāđāļ•āđˆāļ§āđˆāļēāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļĢāļąāļšāļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļ™āļīāļĒāļĄāļ­āļĒāđˆāļēāļ‡āļĨāđ‰āļ™āļŦāļĨāļēāļĄ āļ—āļļāļāļ—āđˆāļēāļ™āļˆāļ°āļ™āļķāļāļ–āļķāļ‡āļŠāđˆāļ§āļ™āļœāļŠāļĄāļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāļˆāļēāļ™āđƒāļ” ? ⏱ïļðŸĪ”
āļŦāļ™āļķāđˆāļ‡āđƒāļ™āļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāļ—āļĩāđˆāļ§āđˆāļēāļĄāļēāļ™āļĩāđ‰āļ„āļ·āļ­ "āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē"
āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāļžāļ·āđ‰āļ™āļšāđ‰āļēāļ™āļ”āļąāđ‰āļ‡āđ€āļ”āļīāļĄāļ—āļĩāđˆāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļĢāļąāļšāļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļ™āļīāļĒāļĄāļ—āļąāđˆāļ§āļ—āļļāļāļ āļđāļĄāļīāļ āļēāļ„āļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļ›āļĢāļ°āđ€āļ—āļĻāđ„āļ—āļĒ āđ‚āļ”āļĒāđ€āļ‰āļžāļēāļ°āđƒāļ™āļ āļēāļ„āđ€āļŦāļ™āļ·āļ­āđāļĨāļ°āļ āļēāļ„āļ•āļ°āļ§āļąāļ™āļ­āļ­āļāđ€āļ‰āļĩāļĒāļ‡āđ€āļŦāļ™āļ·āļ­ (āļ āļēāļ„āļ­āļĩāļŠāļēāļ™) āļ‹āļķāđˆāļ‡āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļŠāđˆāļ§āļ™āđƒāļŦāļāđˆāļœāļĨāļīāļ•āļĄāļēāļˆāļēāļāļ›āļĨāļēāļ™āđ‰āļģāļˆāļ·āļ”āļŦāļĢāļ·āļ­āļ›āļĨāļēāļ—āļ°āđ€āļĨāļ•āļąāļ§āđ€āļĨāđ‡āļ
āļŦāļ™āļķāđˆāļ‡āđƒāļ™āļœāļĨāļīāļ•āļ āļąāļ“āļ‘āđŒāļ—āļĩāđˆāđ‚āļ”āļ”āđ€āļ”āđˆāļ™āļ—āļĩāđˆāļŠāļļāļ” āļ—āļĩāđˆāļ—āļģāļĄāļēāļˆāļēāļāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļ„āļ·āļ­ “āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē”
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[ āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļ„āļ·āļ­āļ­āļ°āđ„āļĢ? ]
āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļ—āļĩāđˆāļŦāļĄāļąāļāļ•āļēāļĄāđāļšāļšāļ‰āļšāļąāļšāđ„āļ—āļĒāļ”āļąāđ‰āļ‡āđ€āļ”āļīāļĄ āđ‚āļ”āļĒāļĄāļĩāļĢāļēāļāļāļēāļ™āļĄāļēāļˆāļēāļāļ—āļēāļ‡āļ āļēāļ„āļ•āļ°āļ§āļąāļ™āļ­āļ­āļāđ€āļ‰āļĩāļĒāļ‡āđ€āļŦāļ™āļ·āļ­ (āļ āļēāļ„āļ­āļĩāļŠāļēāļ™) āļ‚āļ­āļ‡āđ„āļ—āļĒ āđ‚āļ”āļĒāļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļĄāļĩāļĢāļŠāļŠāļēāļ•āļīāļ—āļĩāđˆāđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āđ€āļ­āļāļĨāļąāļāļĐāļ“āđŒāļ‚āļ­āļ‡āđ„āļ—āļĒ āļ„āļ·āļ­ āļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļ™āļąāļ§āļŦāļĢāļ·āļ­āđ€āļ‚āđ‰āļĄāļ‚āđ‰āļ™ āļŠāđˆāļ§āļĒāđ€āļŠāļĢāļīāļĄāļĢāļŠāļŠāļēāļ•āļīāļāļĨāļĄāļāļĨāđˆāļ­āļĄāļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļˆāļēāļ™āļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāđƒāļŦāđ‰āđ‚āļ”āļ”āđ€āļ”āđˆāļ™āļĒāļīāđˆāļ‡āļ‚āļķāđ‰āļ™
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[ āļāļēāļĢāđ€āļ•āļĢāļĩāļĒāļĄāļ§āļąāļ•āļ–āļļāļ”āļīāļšāļŠāļģāļŦāļĢāļąāļš "āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē" ]
- āļ›āļĨāļēāļ™āđ‰āļģāļˆāļ·āļ”/āļ›āļĨāļēāļ—āļ°āđ€āļĨāļŠāļ”
āļ§āļąāļ•āļ–āļļāļ”āļīāļšāļŦāļĨāļąāļāļŠāļģāļŦāļĢāļąāļšāļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļ„āļ·āļ­āļ›āļĨāļēāļ™āđ‰āļģāļˆāļ·āļ” āđ€āļŠāđˆāļ™ āļ›āļĨāļēāļŠāļĨāļīāļ” āļ›āļĨāļēāļŠāđˆāļ­āļ™ āļŦāļĢāļ·āļ­āļ›āļĨāļēāļ”āļļāļ āļŦāļĢāļ·āļ­āļ›āļĨāļēāļ—āļ°āđ€āļĨ āđ€āļŠāđˆāļ™ āļ›āļĨāļēāļāļĢāļ°āļšāļ­āļ āļ›āļĨāļēāļ—āļĢāļēāļĒāđāļ”āļ‡ āļ›āļĨāļēāđ€āļŦāļĨāđˆāļēāļ™āļĩāđ‰ āļ–āļđāļāđ€āļĨāļ·āļ­āļāļĄāļēāđƒāļŠāđ‰āđ€āļžāļĢāļēāļ°āļĄāļĩāđ€āļ™āļ·āđ‰āļ­āđāļ™āđˆāļ™āđāļĨāļ°āļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļ–āđƒāļ™āļāļēāļĢāļ”āļđāļ”āļ‹āļąāļšāļĢāļŠāļŠāļēāļ•āļīāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļ”āļĩāđƒāļ™āļāļĢāļ°āļšāļ§āļ™āļāļēāļĢāļŦāļĄāļąāļ
- āđ€āļāļĨāļ·āļ­
āđ€āļāļĨāļ·āļ­āļĄāļĩāļšāļ—āļšāļēāļ—āļŠāļģāļ„āļąāļāđƒāļ™āļāļĢāļ°āļšāļ§āļ™āļāļēāļĢāļ–āļ™āļ­āļĄāļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāļ”āđ‰āļ§āļĒāļāļēāļĢāļāļēāļĢāļŦāļĄāļąāļ āļ•āđ‰āļ­āļ‡āđ€āļĨāļ·āļ­āļāđƒāļŠāđ‰āđ€āļāļĨāļ·āļ­āļ—āļĩāđˆāļĄāļĩāđ€āļ™āļ·āđ‰āļ­āļŦāļĒāļēāļšāđāļĨāļ°āļ›āļĢāļēāļĻāļˆāļēāļāļŠāļīāđˆāļ‡āļŠāļāļ›āļĢāļ āļ™āļīāļĒāļĄāđƒāļŠāđ‰āđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āđ€āļāļĨāļ·āļ­āļŠāļīāļ™āđ€āļ˜āļēāļ§āđŒ
- āļĢāļģāļ‚āđ‰āļēāļ§āđāļĨāļ°āļ‚āđ‰āļēāļ§āļ„āļąāđˆāļ§
āđƒāļ™āļĢāļģāļ‚āđ‰āļēāļ§āļĄāļĩāļ™āđ‰āļģāļĄāļąāļ™āđāļĨāļ°āļŠāļēāļĢāļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāļ•āļēāļĄāļ˜āļĢāļĢāļĄāļŠāļēāļ•āļī āļŠāđˆāļ§āļĒāđƒāļ™āļāļēāļĢāļŦāļĄāļąāļāđāļĨāļ°āļŠāđˆāļ‡āđ€āļŠāļĢāļīāļĄāļāļēāļĢāđ€āļˆāļĢāļīāļāđ€āļ•āļīāļšāđ‚āļ•āļ‚āļ­āļ‡āđāļšāļ„āļ—āļĩāđ€āļĢāļĩāļĒāļĢāļ°āļŦāļ§āđˆāļēāļ‡āļāļēāļĢāļŦāļĄāļąāļāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļ”āļĩ āļŠāđˆāļ§āļ™āļ‚āđ‰āļēāļ§āļ„āļąāđˆāļ§āļ—āļĩāđˆāļ–āļđāļāļ„āļąāđˆāļ§āļˆāļ™āđ€āļŦāļĨāļ·āļ­āļ‡ āļˆāļ°āļŠāđˆāļ§āļĒāđ€āļžāļīāđˆāļĄāļĢāļŠāļŠāļēāļ•āļīāļŦāļ­āļĄāļāļĢāļļāđˆāļ™āđāļĨāļ°āļŠāđˆāļ‡āđ€āļŠāļĢāļīāļĄāļĢāļŠāļŠāļēāļ•āļīāļ­āļđāļĄāļēāļĄāļīāļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē
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[ ðŸ‘Ļ‍ðŸģ āļ‚āļąāđ‰āļ™āļ•āļ­āļ™āļāļēāļĢāļ—āļģ "āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē" ]
1. āļāļēāļĢāđ€āļĨāļ·āļ­āļāļ›āļĨāļē: āļ›āļĨāļēāļ„āļ§āļĢāļŠāļ”āđƒāļŦāļĄāđˆ āļŦāļĨāļąāļ‡āļˆāļēāļāđ€āļĨāļ·āļ­āļāļ›āļĨāļēāđāļĨāđ‰āļ§ āļ•āđ‰āļ­āļ‡āđ€āļĢāļīāđˆāļĄāļˆāļēāļāļ—āļģāļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļ°āļ­āļēāļ”āļ›āļĨāļēāļāđˆāļ­āļ™ āļˆāļēāļāļ™āļąāđ‰āļ™āļ‚āļ­āļ”āđ€āļāļĨāđ‡āļ”āđāļĨāļ°āđ€āļ­āļēāļ­āļ§āļąāļĒāļ§āļ°āļ āļēāļĒāđƒāļ™āļ­āļ­āļāļ—āļąāđ‰āļ‡āļŦāļĄāļ”
2. āļāļēāļĢāđƒāļŠāđˆāđ€āļāļĨāļ·āļ­: āđ€āļ„āļĨāļ·āļ­āļšāļ›āļĨāļēāļ”āđ‰āļ§āļĒāđ€āļāļĨāļ·āļ­āđƒāļ™āļ›āļĢāļīāļĄāļēāļ“āļĄāļēāļ āļ‚āļąāđ‰āļ™āļ•āļ­āļ™āļ™āļĩāđ‰āļĄāļĩāļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļģāļ„āļąāļ āđ€āļžāļĢāļēāļ°āđ€āļāļĨāļ·āļ­āļˆāļ°āļ”āļķāļ‡āļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļ·āđ‰āļ™āļ­āļ­āļāļˆāļēāļāļ›āļĨāļē āđāļĨāļ°āļŠāđˆāļ§āļĒāļŠāļĢāđ‰āļēāļ‡āļŠāļ āļēāļžāđāļ§āļ”āļĨāđ‰āļ­āļĄāļ—āļĩāđˆāđ„āļĄāđˆāđ€āļŦāļĄāļēāļ°āļŠāļģāļŦāļĢāļąāļšāđāļšāļ„āļ—āļĩāđ€āļĢāļĩāļĒāļ—āļĩāđˆāļ—āļģāđƒāļŦāđ‰āļ›āļĨāļēāđ€āļ™āđˆāļēāđ€āļŠāļĩāļĒ āđƒāļ™āļ‚āļ“āļ°āļ—āļĩāđˆāļŠāđˆāļ‡āđ€āļŠāļĢāļīāļĄāļāļĢāļ°āļšāļ§āļ™āļāļēāļĢāļŦāļĄāļąāļ
3. āļāļēāļĢāļŦāļĄāļąāļ: āļŦāļĨāļąāļ‡āļˆāļēāļāđƒāļŠāđˆāđ€āļāļĨāļ·āļ­āđāļĨāđ‰āļ§ āļ›āļĨāļēāļˆāļ°āļŦāļĄāļąāļāđ„āļ§āđ‰āđƒāļ™āđ„āļŦ āđāļĨāļ°āļĢāļ°āļŦāļ§āđˆāļēāļ‡āļāļēāļĢāļŦāļĄāļąāļ āļˆāļ°āļĄāļĩāļāļēāļĢāļœāļŠāļĄāļĢāļģāļ‚āđ‰āļēāļ§āđāļĨāļ°āļ‚āđ‰āļēāļ§āļ„āļąāđˆāļ§ āļ„āļ§āļĢāđ€āļāđ‡āļšāđƒāļ™āļ—āļĩāđˆāļ­āļļāđˆāļ™āļ­āļļāļ“āļŦāļ āļđāļĄāļīāļ›āļĢāļ°āļĄāļēāļ“ 25–30°C
āļ•āļąāļ§āļ›āļĨāļēāļˆāļ°āļ–āļđāļāļŦāļĄāļąāļāđ„āļ§āđ‰āđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āđ€āļ§āļĨāļēāļ­āļĒāđˆāļēāļ‡āļ™āđ‰āļ­āļĒ 4 āļ–āļķāļ‡ 6 āđ€āļ”āļ·āļ­āļ™
āđƒāļ™āļŠāđˆāļ§āļ‡āđ€āļ§āļĨāļēāļ™āļĩāđ‰āļŠāļīāđˆāļ‡āļ—āļĩāđˆāđ€āļāļīāļ”āļ‚āļķāđ‰āļ™āļ„āļ·āļ­ āļ•āļąāļ§āđ€āļ­āļ™āđ„āļ‹āļĄāđŒāđāļĨāļ°āđāļšāļ„āļ—āļĩāđ€āļĢāļĩāļĒāļˆāļ°āļŠāļĨāļēāļĒāđ‚āļ›āļĢāļ•āļĩāļ™āđƒāļ™āļ›āļĨāļē āļ—āļģāđƒāļŦāđ‰āđ€āļāļīāļ”āļĢāļŠāļ­āļđāļĄāļēāļĄāļīāļ—āļĩāđˆāđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āđ€āļ­āļāļĨāļąāļāļĐāļ“āđŒāđāļĨāļ°āļāļĨāļīāđˆāļ™āļŦāļ­āļĄāļ—āļĩāđˆāđ€āļ‚āđ‰āļĄāļ‚āđ‰āļ™āļ‹āļķāđˆāļ‡āđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āļĨāļąāļāļĐāļ“āļ°āđ€āļ‰āļžāļēāļ°āļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē āļ™āļąāđˆāļ™āđ€āļ­āļ‡
4. āļĢāļ°āļŦāļ§āđˆāļēāļ‡āļāļēāļĢāļŦāļĄāļąāļ: āļāļēāļĢāļŠāļĨāļēāļĒāđ‚āļ›āļĢāļ•āļĩāļ™āđ‚āļ”āļĒāđ€āļ­āļ™āđ„āļ‹āļĄāđŒāđāļĨāļ°āđāļšāļ„āļ—āļĩāđ€āļĢāļĩāļĒāļ—āļģāđƒāļŦāđ‰āđ€āļāļīāļ”āļĢāļŠāļŠāļēāļ•āļīāļ—āļĩāđˆāļ‹āļąāļšāļ‹āđ‰āļ­āļ™āđāļĨāļ°āđ€āļ‚āđ‰āļĄāļ‚āđ‰āļ™ āļ™āļĩāđˆāļ„āļ·āļ­āļ—āļĩāđˆāļĄāļēāļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļĢāļŠāļ­āļđāļĄāļēāļĄāļīāļ—āļĩāđˆāļĨāļķāļāļ‹āļķāđ‰āļ‡
āļĒāļīāđˆāļ‡āļŦāļĄāļąāļāļ™āļēāļ™ āļĢāļŠāļŠāļēāļ•āļīāļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļĒāļīāđˆāļ‡āđ€āļ‚āđ‰āļĄāļ‚āđ‰āļ™āļ‚āļķāđ‰āļ™ âœĻ
5. āļˆāļēāļāļ™āļąāđ‰āļ™āļ™āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļĄāļēāļ›āļĢāļļāļ‡āļĢāļŠāđƒāļŦāđ‰āļāļĨāļĄāļāļĨāđˆāļ­āļĄāļ”āđ‰āļ§āļĒāļāļĢāļ°āđ€āļ—āļĩāļĒāļĄāļ”āļ­āļ‡ āļāļ°āļ›āļī āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ•āļēāļĨāļ›āļĩāđŠāļš āļĄāļ°āļ‚āļēāļĄāđ€āļ›āļĩāļĒāļ āļ•āđ‰āļĄāļŠāđˆāļ§āļ™āļœāļŠāļĄāļ—āļļāļāļ­āļĒāđˆāļēāļ‡āļĨāļ‡āđ„āļ›āđƒāļ™āļŦāļĄāđ‰āļ­āļ›āļĢāļ°āļĄāļēāļ“ 1-2 āļŠāļąāđˆāļ§āđ‚āļĄāļ‡
6. āđ€āļĄāļ·āđˆāļ­āļ•āđ‰āļĄāļˆāļ™āđ€āļ™āļ·āđ‰āļ­āļ›āļĨāļēāļĒāļļāđˆāļĒāđāļĨāđ‰āļ§ āļāļĢāļ­āļ‡āđ€āļ­āļēāđāļ•āđˆāļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē āđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āļ­āļąāļ™āđ€āļŠāļĢāđ‡āļˆāļŠāļīāđ‰āļ™
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[ "āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē" āļ—āļĩāđˆāđ‚āļ”āļ”āđ€āļ”āđˆāļ™āđƒāļ™āđ€āļĄāļ™āļđāđ„āļ—āļĒāļĒāļ­āļ”āļ™āļīāļĒāļĄ ]
1. āļŠāđ‰āļĄāļ•āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē
āļŠāđ‰āļĄāļ•āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āđ€āļĄāļ™āļđāļŠāđ‰āļĄāļ•āļģāļĒāļ­āļ”āļ™āļīāļĒāļĄāļ‚āļ­āļ‡āđ„āļ—āļĒ āļĄïŋ―ïŋ―āļ–āļīāđˆāļ™āļāļģāđ€āļ™āļīāļ”āļĄāļēāļˆāļēāļāļ āļēāļ„āļ­āļĩāļŠāļēāļ™ āļŠāđ‰āļĄāļ•āļģāđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāļ—āļĩāđˆāļ™āļīāļĒāļĄāđƒāļŠāđ‰āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāđ€āļžāļ·āđˆāļ­āđ€āļžāļīāđˆāļĄāļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāđ€āļ‚āđ‰āļĄāļ‚āđ‰āļ™āđāļĨāļ°āļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāđāļ•āļāļ•āđˆāļēāļ‡āđƒāļŦāđ‰āļāļąāļšāļĢāļŠāļŠāļēāļ•āļīāđāļĨāļ°āļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļŦāļĨāļēāļāļŦāļĨāļēāļĒāļ‚āļ­āļ‡āđ€āļĄāļ™āļđāļŠāđ‰āļĄāļ•āļģ
2. āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļŦāļĨāļ™
āđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āđ€āļĄāļ™āļđāļ—āļĩāđˆāļ™āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļĄāļēāļŠāļąāļš āđƒāļŠāđˆāļžāļĢāļīāļāļŠāļĩāđ‰āļŸāđ‰āļē āļāļĢāļ°āļŠāļēāļĒ āļˆāļēāļāļ™āļąāđ‰āļ™āļ•āđ‰āļĄāđ„āļ›āļžāļĢāđ‰āļ­āļĄāļāļąāļšāļāļ°āļ—āļī āļˆāļ°āļ—āļģāđƒāļŦāđ‰āđ€āļāļīāļ”āļĢāļŠāļŠāļēāļ•āļīāļ—āļĩāđˆāđ€āļ‚āđ‰āļĄāļ‚āđ‰āļ™āļŦāļ­āļĄāļĄāļąāļ™ āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļŦāļĨāļ™āļĄāļĩāļĢāļēāļāļāļēāļ™āļĄāļēāļˆāļēāļāļāļēāļĢāļ—āļģāļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāđ„āļ—āļĒāđāļšāļšāļ”āļąāđ‰āļ‡āđ€āļ”āļīāļĄ āļ—āļĩāđˆāļ‹āļķāđˆāļ‡āļāļēāļĢāđƒāļŠāđˆāļāļ°āļ—āļīāļ–āļđāļāđƒāļŠāđ‰āđ€āļžāļ·āđˆāļ­āđ€āļžāļīāđ‰āļĄāļĢāļŠāļŠāļąāļĄāļœāļąāļŠāļ—āļĩāđˆāļ™āļļāđˆāļĄāļ™āļ§āļĨ āļĨāļ”āļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāđ€āļ‚āđ‰āļĄāļ‚āđ‰āļ™āļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē āļ™āļīāļĒāļĄāļ—āļēāļ™āļ„āļđāđˆāļāļąāļšāļœāļąāļāļŠāļ”
3. āđāļˆāđˆāļ§āļšāļ­āļ‡
āđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āđ€āļĄāļ™āļđāļ—āļĩāđˆāļ™āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļĄāļēāļŠāļąāļšāļĨāļ°āđ€āļ­āļĩāļĒāļ”āļĢāļ§āļĄāļāļąāļšāđ€āļ„āļĢāļ·āđˆāļ­āļ‡āļŠāļĄāļļāļ™āđ„āļžāļĢāļŠāļ”āļˆāļ™āđ€āļ‚āđ‰āļēāļāļąāļ™āļ”āļĩ āļĄāļĩāļĢāļŠāļŠāļēāļ•āļīāđ€āļœāđ‡āļ”āđ€āļ„āđ‡āļĄāļ™āļąāļ§āļˆāļēāļāđ€āļ™āļ·āđ‰āļ­āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē āđāļˆāđˆāļ§āļšāļ­āļ‡āļĄāļĩāļ•āđ‰āļ™āļāļģāđ€āļ™āļīāļ”āļˆāļēāļāļ āļēāļ„āļ­āļĩāļŠāļēāļ™āļ‚āļ­āļ‡āđ„āļ—āļĒ āļ™āļīāļĒāļĄāļ—āļēāļ™āļ„āļđāđˆāļāļąāļšāļ‚āđ‰āļēāļ§āđ€āļŦāļ™āļĩāļĒāļ§āđāļĨāļ°āļœāļąāļāļŠāļ” āđ€āļ”āļīāļĄāļ—āļĩ āđāļˆāđˆāļ§āļšāļ­āļ‡āļ–āļđāļāļ—āļģāļ‚āļķāđ‰āļ™āļĄāļēāđ€āļžāļ·āđˆāļ­āļ–āļ™āļ­āļĄāđ€āļ™āļ·āđ‰āļ­āļ›āļĨāļēāđƒāļ™āļāļĢāļ°āļšāļ­āļāđ„āļĄāđ‰āđ„āļœāđˆ āļŠāļģāļŦāļĢāļąāļšāļžāļāļžāļēāđ€āļ”āļīāļ™āļ—āļēāļ‡āđ„āļāļĨ
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āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē āđ„āļĄāđˆāđ„āļ”āđ‰āđ€āļžāļĩāļĒāļ‡āđāļ•āđˆāļ™āļīāļĒāļĄāđƒāļ™āļ›āļĢāļ°āđ€āļ—āļĻāđ„āļ—āļĒāđ€āļžāļĩāļĒāļ‡āļ­āļĒāđˆāļēāļ‡āđ€āļ”āļĩāļĒāļ§ āđāļ•āđˆāđ€āļ„āļĢāļ·āđˆāļ­āļ‡āļ›āļĢāļļāļ‡āļ­āļĒāđˆāļēāļ‡āđ€āļŠāđˆāļ™ āļ™āđ‰āļģāļĒāļģāļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļŦāļĢāļ·āļ­āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļœāļ‡ āļāđ‡āđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āļ—āļĩāđˆāļ™āļīāļĒāļĄāđƒāļ™āļ•āļĨāļēāļ”āļŠāđˆāļ‡āļ­āļ­āļāļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāļ•āđˆāļēāļ‡āļ›āļĢāļ°āđ€āļ—āļĻāđ„āļĄāđˆāļ™āđ‰āļ­āļĒāđ€āļĨāļĒ āļ­āļēāļˆāļāļĨāđˆāļēāļ§āđ„āļ”āđ‰āļ§āđˆāļē “āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē” āđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āļŦāļ™āļķāđˆāļ‡āđƒāļ™āļ‹āļ­āļŸāļ•āđŒāļžāļēāļ§āđ€āļ§āļ­āļĢāđŒāļ—āļĩāđˆāđāļ‚āđ‡āļ‡āđāļāļĢāđˆāļ‡āļ‚āļ­āļ‡āđ„āļ—āļĒ ðŸ‡đ🇭
āđāļĨāļ°āļŦāļēāļāļˆāļ°āļĄāļ­āļ‡āļŦāļēāļœāļĨāļīāļ•āļ āļąāļ“āļ‘āđŒāļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļēāļĢāļŠāļŠāļēāļ•āļīāđ„āļ—āļĒāđāļ—āđ‰ āđ„āļ”āđ‰āļĄāļēāļ•āļĢāļāļēāļ™ āļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļ–āļĄāļ­āļ‡āļŦāļēāļœāļĨāļīāļ•āļ āļąāļ“āļ‘āđŒāļ—āļĩāđˆāļĄāļĩāļ•āļĢāļēāļŠāļąāļāļĨāļąāļāļĐāļ“āđŒ Thai SELECT
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#Thaifood #ThaiSELECT
#DITP #āļāļĢāļĄāļŠāđˆāļ‡āđ€āļŠāļĢāļīāļĄāļāļēāļĢāļ„āđ‰āļēāļĢāļ°āļŦāļ§āđˆāļēāļ‡āļ›āļĢāļ°āđ€āļ—āļĻ
# ThaiCuisine #āļ­āļēāļŦāļēāļĢāđ„āļ—āļĒ #NamPlaRa #āļ™āđ‰āļģāļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē #Plara #āļ›āļĨāļēāļĢāđ‰āļē
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wutheringheightsfilm · 5 months ago
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i think i have the list locked in... presenting the tentative new tag list (emojis not included they're just my bullet points):
ðŸĐļ fealty to blood alone - yiling laozu and hannigram vibes. blood and guts, baby!!! the age old tumblr famous cannibalism metaphor for love. tag from wei ying tells me about resurrection by natalie wee: "I am no prophet, but know this: any devil / worth their salt swears fealty to blood alone, / knowing hurt, like any animal, lives only to bury itself / in the heat of its truest grief."
⛓ïļ between desire and torture - wuthering heights vibes. haunt me then, our souls are the same, you know the drill!! tag from ibrahim muhawi's translation of mahmoud darwish's journal of an ordinary grief: "Between sand and water, she said, "I love you." And between desire and torture, I said, "I love you."
ðŸŦ§ beautiful finite - nostalgic things
ðŸđ noli me tangere - catholicism... religion... many such cases. sorry!
ðŸ‡Ļ🇚 mi sangre - CUBAPOSTING!!!!
ðŸē i'm going to build us a table - COMMUNITY!!! FOOD!!!! LOVE THROUGH FOOD!! tag from the line in if beale street could talk by james baldwin: "Baby. Baby. Baby. I love you. And I'm going to build us a table and a whole lot of folks going to be eating off it for a long, long time to come."
ðŸ•Ŋïļ l'amour heureux - love tag <3
ðŸŠĄ tapestry - web weaving posts catchall
ðŸĨ€ the eternal rocks beneath - nature!! from wuthering heights by emily brontÃŦ: "My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff!"
ðŸŠĐ candy crush - y2k and mcbling <3
ðŸ—Ąïļ take me up and cast me away - arthuriana aesthetic. massive oversight to not have this in the OG post!!
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saleago · 1 year ago
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nikkiserenity · 7 days ago
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ki-chefkoch-de · 1 month ago
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Herzhafte Gyrossuppe - Die perfekte Partysuppe mit Gyrosfleisch und GemÞse Die Gyrossuppe ist eine kÃķstliche und sÃĪttigende Partysuppe, die besonders in geselliger Runde gut ankommt. Sie vereint das Beste aus der griechischen KÞche – zartes, gewÞrztes Gyrosfleisch – mit der herzhaften WÃĪrme einer Suppe. Die Kombination aus Fleisch, GemÞse und einer cremigen BrÞhe macht diese Suppe zum Highlight jeder Feier. Sie ist nicht nur einfach zuzubereiten, sondern kann auch gut vorbereitet und in grÃķßeren Mengen serviert werden. Ob als Hauptgericht oder als Mitternachtssnack, diese Suppe sorgt garantiert fÞr Begeisterung. Zutaten (fÞr 6 Personen): ðŸē FÞr die Gyrossuppe: 600 g Gyrosfleisch (vorzugsweise Schweinefleisch, gewÞrzt) 2 Zwiebeln, fein gehackt 2 Paprikaschoten, in Streifen geschnitten 2 Knoblauchzehen, fein gehackt 1 Dose (400 g) gehackte Tomaten 1 Liter GemÞsebrÞhe 200 ml Sahne 100 g FrischkÃĪse (optional: mit KrÃĪutern) 2 EL PflanzenÃķl 1 TL Paprikapulver (edelsÞß) Salz und Pfeffer nach Geschmack Frische Petersilie, gehackt (zum Garnieren) NÃĪhrwertangaben pro Portion (ungefÃĪhr): Kalorien: 450 kcal Fett: 30 g Kohlenhydrate: 15 g Eiweiß: 25 g Ballaststoffe: 4 g Zubereitungszeit: Vorbereitung: 20 Minuten Kochen: 30 Minuten Gesamt: 50 Minuten Schwierigkeitsgrad: ðŸŸĒ Einfach   Herzhaftes Gyrossuppe - Die perfekte Partysuppe mit Gyrosfleisch und GemÞse Zubereitung: Gyros anbraten: Das PflanzenÃķl in einem großen Topf erhitzen. Das Gyrosfleisch hinzufÞgen und bei mittlerer Hitze anbraten, bis es rundherum gebrÃĪunt ist. Das Fleisch aus dem Topf nehmen und beiseitestellen. GemÞse vorbereiten: In demselben Topf die gehackten Zwiebeln und den Knoblauch anbraten, bis sie weich und leicht gebrÃĪunt sind. Die Paprikastreifen hinzufÞgen und kurz mitbraten. Suppe zubereiten: Die gehackten Tomaten und die GemÞsebrÞhe in den Topf geben und gut umrÞhren. Das angebratene Gyrosfleisch wieder hinzufÞgen. Alles zum Kochen bringen und etwa 15 Minuten kÃķcheln lassen, damit die Aromen sich gut verbinden. Cremige Note hinzufÞgen: Die Sahne und den FrischkÃĪse in die Suppe einrÞhren, bis der FrischkÃĪse vollstÃĪndig geschmolzen ist. Mit Paprikapulver, Salz und Pfeffer abschmecken. Weitere 5-10 Minuten kÃķcheln lassen, bis die Suppe schÃķn cremig ist. Servieren: Die Gyrossuppe in Schalen fÞllen, mit gehackter Petersilie garnieren und sofort servieren. Optional kann ein frisches Baguette oder Fladenbrot dazu gereicht werden. VariationsvorschlÃĪge vom KI-Chefkoch: WÞrziger: FÞgen Sie Chiliflocken oder scharfe Paprika hinzu, um der Suppe eine schÃĪrfere Note zu verleihen. Vegetarisch: Ersetzen Sie das Gyrosfleisch durch Soja-Gyros oder gegrillte Pilze. KÃĪseliebhaber: Streuen Sie geriebenen KÃĪse wie Gouda oder Parmesan Þber die Suppe, kurz bevor sie serviert wird. DiÃĪtetische Anpassungen: Low Carb: Ersetzen Sie die Tomaten durch frische, zuckerarme Tomaten und verwenden Sie eine kohlenhydratarme Sahnealternative. Glutenfrei: Achten Sie darauf, dass das Gyrosfleisch und der FrischkÃĪse glutenfrei sind. Paleo: Verwenden Sie Kokosmilch anstelle von Sahne und verzichten Sie auf den FrischkÃĪse. Vegan: Ersetzen Sie das Gyrosfleisch durch pflanzliche Alternativen und verwenden Sie Kokosmilch und einen veganen FrischkÃĪseersatz. Gesundheitstipps: Proteinreich: Das Gyrosfleisch liefert hochwertiges Protein, das zur Muskelregeneration beitrÃĪgt. Vitamine: Das enthaltene GemÞse, insbesondere Paprika und Tomaten, liefert wichtige Vitamine wie Vitamin C und A. Ballaststoffe: Die GemÞsezutaten tragen zur Ballaststoffzufuhr bei, was die Verdauung unterstÞtzt. Geografische Herkunft: Gyros stammt ursprÞnglich aus Griechenland und ist dort ein beliebtes Streetfood. Diese Suppe kombiniert die typischen Aromen von Gyros mit der wÃĪrmenden Wirkung einer Suppe, was sie ideal fÞr gesellige AnlÃĪsse macht. Episode zum Rezept: Diese Suppe erinnert an gemïŋ―ïŋ―tliche Abende mit Freunden, wo herzhaftes Essen im Vordergrund steht. Die Kombination aus Gyrosfleisch, GemÞse und einer cremigen BrÞhe macht diese Suppe zu einem besonderen Genuss, der in Erinnerung bleibt. Tipps: Verwenden Sie frische, hochwertige Zutaten fÞr den besten Geschmack. Achten Sie darauf, die Suppe nicht zu lange zu kochen, damit die Aromen frisch bleiben. Die GewÞrze kÃķnnen nach Belieben angepasst werden, um das Gericht zu verfeinern. Ki-Chefkoch-Tipp fÞr ein passendes Dessert: Griechischer Joghurt mit Honig und WalnÞssen Einkaufstipps: Achten Sie beim Kauf des Gyrosfleisches auf frische QualitÃĪt, am besten beim Metzger Ihres Vertrauens. Verwenden Sie frisches GemÞse und hochwertige Sahne fÞr das beste Aroma. Hochwertige Zutaten und frische KrÃĪuter verleihen dem Gericht ein besonderes Aroma. Einkaufsliste: Gyrosfleisch (Schweinefleisch) Zwiebeln Paprikaschoten Knoblauchzehen Gehackte Tomaten (Dose) GemÞsebrÞhe Sahne FrischkÃĪse PflanzenÃķl Paprikapulver Salz und Pfeffer Frische Petersilie GetrÃĪnkeempfehlung: Nicht-alkoholisch: Ein erfrischender Zitronen-Minz-Tee oder ein spritziges Mineralwasser passen wunderbar dazu. Unser Wein- und Bier-Experte empfiehlt: Herzhafte Gyrossuppe ist ein wÞrziges und aromatisches Gericht, das durch die Kombination von zartem Fleisch, krÃĪftigen GewÞrzen und einer cremigen Basis besticht. Um diese intensiven Aromen perfekt zu ergÃĪnzen, eignen sich sowohl Weine als auch Biere, die eine schÃķne Balance von Fruchtigkeit, SÃĪure, Bitterkeit und Struktur bieten. HistaminvertrÃĪglichkeit und SÃĪuregehalt FÞr Menschen mit Histaminintoleranz kann der SÃĪuregehalt eines GetrÃĪnks entscheidend sein, da hÃķhere SÃĪurewerte den KÃķrper dazu bringen kÃķnnen, mehr Histamin freizusetzen. Um die VertrÃĪglichkeit der Weine und Biere besser einschÃĪtzen zu kÃķnnen, verwenden wir hier eine Ampelbewertung: ðŸŸĒ GrÞn (Geringe SÃĪure): Meist gut vertrÃĪglich fÞr Menschen mit Histaminintoleranz. ðŸŸĄ Gelb (Mittlere SÃĪure): Moderat vertrÃĪglich; sollte in Maßen genossen werden. ðŸ”ī Rot (Hohe SÃĪure): Kann problematisch sein und sollte vermieden oder nur in kleinen Mengen konsumiert werden. Weine: Merlot Ein weicher Merlot mit runden Tanninen und reifen Fruchtaromen ist eine ausgezeichnete Wahl, um die wÞrzigen Aromen der Gyrossuppe zu unterstÞtzen. Empfehlung: Duckhorn Vineyards Merlot Alkoholgehalt: 13-14% Vol. SÃĪuregehalt: Mittel, etwa 5-6 g/L Zuckergehalt: Trocken, unter 4 g/L Restzucker HistaminvertrÃĪglichkeit: ðŸŸĄ Gelb – Mittlere SÃĪure, sollte in Maßen genossen werden. Shiraz/Syrah Ein krÃĪftiger Shiraz oder Syrah mit wÞrzigen Noten und fruchtigen Aromen passt hervorragend zu den intensiven Aromen der Gyrossuppe. Empfehlung: Penfolds Bin 28 Kalimna Shiraz Alkoholgehalt: 14-15% Vol. SÃĪuregehalt: Mittel bis hoch, etwa 5,5-6,5 g/L Zuckergehalt: Trocken, etwa 5-7 g/L Restzucker HistaminvertrÃĪglichkeit: ðŸŸĄ Gelb – Mittlere SÃĪure, sollte in Maßen genossen werden. Zinfandel Ein wÞrziger Zinfandel mit reifen Fruchtaromen und einer angenehmen SÃĪure bietet einen schÃķnen Kontrast zu den krÃĪftigen Aromen der Suppe. Empfehlung: Ridge Vineyards Geyserville Zinfandel Alkoholgehalt: 14-15% Vol. SÃĪuregehalt: Mittel, etwa 5-6 g/L Zuckergehalt: Trocken, etwa 5-8 g/L Restzucker HistaminvertrÃĪglichkeit: ðŸŸĄ Gelb – Mittlere SÃĪure, sollte in Maßen genossen werden. Biere: Pilsner Ein Pilsner mit seiner knackigen Bitterkeit und erfrischenden SÃĪure ist eine ausgezeichnete Wahl, um die wÞrzigen Aromen der Gyrossuppe zu ergÃĪnzen. Empfehlung: Bitburger Premium Pils Alkoholgehalt: 4,8-5,2% Vol. Bittereinheiten (IBU): Mittel, etwa 30-40 IBU RestsÞße: Trocken, kaum SÞße HistaminvertrÃĪglichkeit: ðŸŸĄ Gelb – Mittlere SÃĪure, sollte in Maßen genossen werden. Dunkelbier Ein Dunkelbier mit seiner malzigen SÞße und leichten RÃķstnoten passt hervorragend zu den herzhaften Aromen der Gyrossuppe. Empfehlung: Ayinger Altbairisch Dunkel Alkoholgehalt: 5-5,5% Vol. Bittereinheiten (IBU): Niedrig bis mittel, etwa 20-25 IBU RestsÞße: Leicht malzig, milde SÞße HistaminvertrÃĪglichkeit: ðŸŸĒ GrÞn – Niedrige SÃĪure, gut vertrÃĪglich. Weizenbier (Hefeweizen) Ein Hefeweizen mit seinen fruchtigen und wÞrzigen Aromen bietet eine erfrischende Begleitung zu der wÞrzigen Suppe. Empfehlung: Paulaner Hefe-Weißbier Alkoholgehalt: 5-5,5% Vol. Bittereinheiten (IBU): Niedrig, etwa 12-15 IBU RestsÞße: Leicht sÞßlich, fruchtige Noten HistaminvertrÃĪglichkeit: ðŸŸĒ GrÞn – Geringe SÃĪure, in der Regel gut vertrÃĪglich. MÃĪrzen Ein MÃĪrzenbier mit seiner ausgewogenen Malzigkeit und milden Hopfenbitterkeit ergÃĪnzt die krÃĪftigen Aromen der Gyrossuppe. Empfehlung: Paulaner Oktoberfest MÃĪrzen Alkoholgehalt: 5,5-6% Vol. Bittereinheiten (IBU): Niedrig bis mittel, etwa 18-24 IBU RestsÞße: Leicht malzig, moderate RestsÞße HistaminvertrÃĪglichkeit: ðŸŸĒ GrÞn – Geringe SÃĪure, gut vertrÃĪglich. Wein und Bier & Herzhafte Gyrossuppe Diese Weine und Biere bieten eine breite Palette von Optionen, um die wÞrzigen und herzhaften Aromen der Gyrossuppe zu ergÃĪnzen und zu bereichern. Mit der Ampelbewertung fÞr HistaminvertrÃĪglichkeit kÃķnnen Leser leichter entscheiden, welche GetrÃĪnke am besten fÞr sie geeignet sind. Probieren Sie diese Empfehlungen aus und genießen Sie ein kÃķstliches kulinarisches Erlebnis mit perfekt abgestimmten GetrÃĪnken. Wir mÃķchten unsere Leser auf die bestehenden ÂĐ Copyrights hinweisen
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schorschidk · 1 month ago
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Montagabendgruß 🌧ïļ
Ein Montag im September. Grau. Leichter Regen. 🌧ïļ Die perfekte BÞhne fÞr nachdenkliche Gedanken – der Himmel hÃĪngt tief, und irgendwie passt es. Wir hetzen, kÃĪmpfen uns durch den Tag, der Kaffeebecher in der einen Hand, der Regenschirm in der anderen. ☕☂ïļ
Und dochâ€Ķ in all dem Trubel, in der Routine, bleibt dieser Hauch von Magie. âœĻ Wenn man genau hinsieht, fallen kleine Tropfen wie Kristalle vom Himmel, die uns daran erinnern, dass selbst in den graueren Tagen etwas SchÃķnes liegt – wenn man bereit ist, es zu entdecken. ðŸĐķ
Montage sind der Anfang, nicht das Ende. Sie geben uns die Chance, den Ton fÞr die Woche zu setzen. Ja, sie fÞhlen sich manchmal schwer an, als wÞrden sie uns direkt aus dem Wochenende reißen. Aber genau darin liegt ihr besonderer Reiz. 💊 Montag zwingt uns, aufzustehen und weiterzumachen – und genau das macht uns stark.
Vielleicht sollten wir alle an einem Montagabend innehalten und uns fragen: "Was war heute gut?" Und wenn uns nichts einfÃĪllt – hey, der Tag ist noch nicht vorbei. Es bleibt immer noch Zeit, einen besonderen Moment zu schaffen. 🌈
Ironischerweise erinnern uns solche Montage daran, wie wertvoll die Ruhe und die kleinen Freuden im Leben sind. Das warme Abendessen, das LÃĪcheln eines Fremden, das GefÞhl, endlich die FÞße hochzulegen, wÃĪhrend der Regen sanft ans Fenster klopft. 🌙ðŸē
Also, Freunde, nehmt euch eine Minute. SpÞrt den Moment. Vielleicht sind graue Montage gar nicht so schlecht. Man muss nur genauer hinsehen. 😉
Ich wÞnsche Euch allen einen schÃķnen und erholsamen Abend 🛋 🌆 🍀
Euer Schorschi 🌧ïļâœĻ☕ðŸĐķ☂ïļ
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