#Amazing cauliflower

[ediblegardenspointloma]

In My San Diego Garden and Kitchen

It is the season of greens in the garden. Helped by plentiful rains and cool days, they thrive. Currently there are four varieties of lettuce, arugula, spinach, baby leaf chard and two varieties of kale.

Territorial Seed Company enticed me to try two new lettuces, Rosaine and Newham. Rosaine is described as “our new favorite Little Gem type. Rosaine produces very uniform crops of  glossy maroon heads with green, dense hearts.” I’ll endorse that descriptions.

Newham is a buttery romaine. Both were direct seeded successfully and could be tightly packed. The Rosaine is pelleted seed so I’ll need to use this year. Note to self: rain arrives tomorrow so I should plant more.

I took the above greens to my son who lives in Downtown LA. For several years he had a rooftop garden above his 100 year-old loft. Roots in Downtown LA—2015 tells the story. He just bought his first home—a real fixer—so a vegetable garden is a few years off.

Cauliflower and Romanesco season is over, opening opportunities for late winter planting of carrots, more lettuce and potatoes. This Amazing cauliflower became Cauliflower Cheese Soup (the original Moosewood Cookbook) with some left for a vegetable side.

The last of ten Romanesco was transformed to Roasted Romanesco Pesto Spaghetti, an every year adventure. Several seedlings were mislabeled and I grew too many Romanesco and too few white cauliflower.

Now, I’ll enjoy small bits of leftover purple and white cauliflower and Romanesco in salads.

Our navel orange crop was light this year so I traveled to my sister’s home in Newport Beach to make orange marmalade from her abundant crop. She had picked two laundry baskets full of navel, Cara Cara and blood oranges. The next day she made another three dozen jars of marmalade for herself.

It was a pleasant day, recalling times when we helped our mother and grandmother make orange marmalade and other preserves.

And today’s church entry bouquet with alstroemeria, watsonia and geranium maderense leaves.

Check the What I’m Planting Now page as I transplant and sow seeds in the cool season garden. Then head today to Harvest Monday, hosted by Dave at Happy Acres blog and see what garden bloggers around the world harvested last week.

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[theflyingfeeling]

I'm on a relatively bright mood and got a good hair day to top it all so I'm making y'all look at my nice hair and my pastel colour aesthetic 💖

[cauliflowermaterial]

whenever wowee-thats-blue reblogs my posts i'm like omg where's the blue in the post. and without fail there is some shade of blue. i always see the full picture but wowee makes me focus on one little part of it and idk i think that's kinda nice

[reddpenn]

Now that I'm back from the gem and mineral show, here are all the Cool Rocks I came home with!

A cute little coral fossil! He looks like a cauliflower.

A Keokuk geode! These geode beds aren't far from where I live, and it's always fun to have local specimens.

Phosphosiderite! This purple stone comes from Chile. It's so soft that it has to be stabilized with resin before it's cut. This one is a cross section of a botryoidial formation!

Speaking of botryoidial, this Hematite! Botryoidial means it has a bubbly shape kind of like a bunch of grapes. The faces of the bubbles on this pieces are super shiny and metallic.

Dendritic chalcedony, from Turkey! It's a white chalcedony full of dendrites - branching formations of manganese that look kind of like trees!

A cabochon for my cab collection! This one is made from a material sometimes called "ajooba jasper." The pattern is actually a cross section of a bunch of colorfully jasperized bivalve fossils!

Speaking of jasper, this one is Blue Mountain jasper, from Oregon! The circles in this stone are what’s known as an “egg pattern,” and jaspers which have them (Blue Mountain, Imperial jasper, and a few others) are collectively known as “fine jaspers,” the most valuable jaspers in the world.

Hyalite opal! This stuff forms water-clear spheres that look like jelly.

It fluoresces bright green under UV light!

Now to show off this year's haul of awesome agates!

Dryhead agate, from the Bighorn Mountains in Montana! This agate is named after the many bison skulls found in the area. A weird shaped guy with awesome red and orange bands.

Bou Lili agate, from Morocco! I like the name of this one. Soft banding and very subtle, muted colors. I've heard that this locale can produce peachy colors too.

Bear Canyon agate, from the Pryor Mountains in Montana! Agates from this locale have very stark black and white banding.

Red Fox agate, from Argentina! Sometimes this material is also called "crater agate" because the area it comes from is near the crater of an ancient volcano.

A Blue Sky thunderegg, from New Mexico! Thundereggs from this locale often have this two pointed, saucer-like shape.

It fluoresces really brightly!

Dulcote agate, from England! The bands of this agate are full of calcite, which gives them a strange, distinct texture.

Malawi agate, from Malawi! See all the cracks in it? Almost all Malawi agates have them. Frequent earthquakes due to the East African Rift cause these agates to crack and fracture.

Paint Rock agate, from Paint Rock Valley in Alabama! This agate is very rarely banded, and usually just contains swirls of red and yellow color.

A big, unpolished slab of Montana agate! This agate is known for its clear banding and black lines and spots, which are caused by manganese dendrites.

It's best viewed with some light behind it!

A smaller piece with really amazing dendrites!

Here it is backlit!

Fighting Blood agate, from Hebei Provence in China! This locale is known for its super saturated reds and yellows. This piece has purple amethyst crystals growing inside! They didn't photograph well; they are much more purple in person.

A really weird Fighting Blood agate! This one lacks the bright colors typical of this locale, but makes up for it with that super cool spiderweb pattern!

And finally, as is tradition, I came home with some Ethiopian opals! Here are the five I got this year.

And that's everything I got at the show!

[bunnys-kisses]

dutchman's tongue

max versappen

cw: oral/fingering (femme receiving), afab!reader, loosely translated dutch and french (it's been a while since i spoke it), doggy style, unprotected sex,

bunny says: congrats on the win last week max! it's good to make use of my ability to speak/write in dutch and french (although a lil rusty!)

max had a way with his tongue. growing up in belguim there are three official languages but the two being french and dutch. you found his linguistic talents very interesting.

a lot of the time it was quite comically, he'll know the word in english, but somewhere along the way of thinking it, it'll get translated into one of the other languages we spoke.

"that thing." he snapped his fingers. he squeezed his eye shut to think of the word, "come on."

you looked at him, not even know what he was thinking.

"chou-fleur."

"cauliflower?" you replied.

he nodded, "yes!" he smiled at you. you had picked up a rough estimate of the other languages he spoke. while your conversations were mostly in english, you tried to impress him with your own linguistic abilities.

he smiled and kiss the top of your head, "good job, schatje! i am so proud of you." then took you by the cheeks to kiss them.

but also max was good at other things with his tongue. you found out early on in your relationship that he quite enjoyed going down on you. he loved your thighs around his head as he lapped and finger-fucked your pussy.

it was the morning after the canadian grand prix. it was cloudy and cool out, the window to your hotel room was open. you laid in a mess of pillows and blankets with your lover. you were laid next to him.

last night was fun, montreal was the city to be if you wanted to party. but the morning after you felt tired all over. max's nose was in your hair and basically snoring in your ear. you rolled over and got closer to his side.

you yawned and lifted your head to gaze down at him. you reached out and cupped the side of his face with affection. he was the winner after all, it was no strong feat given how the weather was.

"good morning." you said as you leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. his soft skin against your lips made your heart leap.

his eyes open slowly, his tongue was loose when he said, "goedemorgen, mijn schat." his hand reached for you and patted the side of your face. he looked more tired than you did.

"i guess we had some fun last night."

he nodded and yawned, "we did."

you kissed the side of his face and got up out of bed. the exhaustion hung heavy on your shoulders as you got up. but you weren't up for long as max took you by the wrist and brought you back into bed.

"max!" you yelped but were soon met by cuddles from your boyfriend. his arms wrapped around you middle and his nose dipped into your neck.

"où penses-tu aller?" his asked slowly, his hands started to touched your nude body, "j'espère que tu n'essayes pas de t'enfuir, mon amour?"

you looked behind you to glance at him, "are you trying to seduce me?"

"i am simply asking where you are going, my love. i am hoping you aren't running away from me." he rested his chin on your shoulder, "we have the whole day to ourselves."

"no we don't, you have to do interviews." you recalled.

he groaned, "and i can't stay all day in bed with you."

"nursing a hangover."

"no, no." he kissed your cheek, "to be so close to you." his cock pressed against your back, "you looked amazing last night, all dolled up for me. you were beautiful, mon amour."

you reached over, with max still clinging to you, and looked at your phone, it was still early enough. you put the phone down and turned in his arms so you were facing one another. you placed both hands on his bared chest and leaned in for a kiss.

"we have two hours before you have to get ready. i can get you something for your head... or i can give you head?"

he grinned at you, those blue eyes looked into yours. he replied, "actually, i was thinking i could... go down on you inside." he winked.

"max."

"i got all the celebration i wanted last night. i want to give you something in return. for being there, always." he let go of you and with your help got between your legs with your thighs around his head.

he rested his chin on your stomach and gazed at you. you tried not to feel self conscious about the angle of your face. but he continued to gaze at you like he had hearts in his eyes.

"i probably have the worst double-chin right now."

he shook his head, "who cares, you're still the most beautiful woman in the world." he rubbed his face against your abdomen like he was trying to his scent all over you. sometimes he'd do this thing where he'd ramble in dutch or french, he knew you weren't exactly catching what he was saying.

he started to speak about something in french as he got between your legs, your thighs now on his shoulders. the softness of them were against his ears as he leaned in to your cunt.

"et puis je t'ai vu dans les tribunes, les cheveux au vent. et je savais que je devais gagner. ce serait la seule façon de te rendre fier, mon amour. je te vois et je perds toute notion du temps. rien d'autre ne compte sauf te voir." he rambled before he lined his tongue up with your slit, he gave you one last look as he said, "je vous aime." then gave your pussy as sweet kiss before he started to lap at your sex.

you felt heat in your cheeks as he held your thighs on his shoulders. his tongue continued to pleasure you as you squirmed on the bed. he was keeping you pinned to him.

"ah, ah, ah." he said, "stay still." then continued his movements against your cunt. you could feel the burn in your cheek the more pleasure raced up your spine.

your breathing started to get heavier. pleasure coursed through your body the more than he pleasured you orally. you could admit easily that he was rather impressive when it went to going down on you.

you knew he was still running on the high of the race, his own head was racing as your thighs clenched around his head. you gripped onto his dark hair and moaned loudly.

"tu aimes ça, mon amour ? est-ce que tu aimes la façon dont je te fais plaisir?" his own cheeks were stained pink as your wetness clung to his chin.

"oh my god." you groaned, "why does it sound so fucking hot."

he kissed your inner thigh and looked up at you, "because you know how good i am with my tongue." then dragged his tongue across your inner thigh that made your toes curl.

he kept one hand on your left thigh and the other hand between your legs. he began his motions once more but this time adding his fingers. he sank them easily into your hole as he played with your clit against his tongue. occasionally his front teeth grazed against it and you moaned louder.

the rush of pleasure continued to course through your body, the more he played with you. he occasionally looked up at you to get a good look at the expressions you were making.

he gripped your thigh with love as he felt your cunt clench around his fingers inside of you.

"please, max!" you whimpered as you pressed your thighs closely around his head. you panted and moaned, the pleasure was overwhelming.

and he kept pleasuring you, he kept at it. with an endurance and focus that let him with the race the day prior. his cock throbbed between his legs, pressed against the bed as he focused on your pleasure.

"max, fuck."

"blijf stil, mijn liefste." he said softly, switching up the languages to see how you'd react.

it didn't take long before pleasure washed over you. your body clenched as the rust hit your brain and pooled in your stomach. with tugged on your hair and kicked out your legs before you felt the hit of it all.

you laid there on the bed and he pulled his head from between your legs and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. those blue eyes gazed at you with such affection.

he got out from between your legs, "not it's time for my turn, mijn liefje." he rested on his heels and looked down at you, his cock stood at full attention.

you looked at him, with lust in your gaze. you let your lover turn you onto your hands and knees. your face was buried in the pillow with your ass in the air.

"my love." he said with a heat in his voice. your cunt was on full display to him. the rush of blood to his cheeks was noticeable as he got behind you. he stroked his cock a few times to the sight of your slick pussy.

"please, max." your blood was rushing which was only making your hangover more prominent.

"i have you, my love." he said as he slowly sank his cock into your pussy. he soon took hold of your hips and nudged his cock up against the back of your cunt. right up against your cervix.

"shit." you groan.

the angle of his cock inside of you felt amazing. you clawed at the covers and arched your back. you panted into the pillows.

"you like that, don't you? you love that, my love?" he groaned, his tongue was loose in his mouth, "Ik denk de hele tijd aan je op de baan. Ik had een droom toen je rok omhoog vloog toen ik voorbijreed." he chuckled.

you whined, "c'mon max."

he took you by the hair and yanked your head a little back as he closed the gap between you two, "i said. i had a dream that i drove by during the race and your skirt flew up. and they all got a good look at those sweet panties you wore." he chuckled a little more as he kissed your face. he could feel the heat in your cheeks.

his thrusts were fast and aggressive, the pleasure bloomed in his chest as he moved. he watched you grip at the covers with your back arched.

"shit."

"fuck."

"i know, my love." he said between pants.

your brain felt like mush from back to back pleasure. you panted wildly into the pillows. your back arched further as max pressed further into you. he bent you into angles that were uncomfortable butt he pleasure that raced through you cancelled out the feeling.

"please, max."

"ik heb je." he said with a reassuring voice the more he fucked you. your ass jiggled from the force of his thrusts. he felt the sweat drip down his neck and down his bare back as he fucked into your.

"i love you." you murmured into the covers.

"i love you too." he said with such softness in his voice as if he wasn't balls deep inside of you. he loved you so much, he loved how you felt against him. you felt like a dream.

"please, max." you moaned as you tried to cover your mouth with your hand so you wouldn't disturb the neighbours next door.

"i want to hear you, my love." he said softly, his voice still in your ear, "i want to hear it all."

"but next door." you said.

"doesn't matter. i won the race. i can fuck my girl whoever i want." he purred as his pace became erratic, your eyes felt like they were going to roll back into your head as you moaned into the pillows. he said, "I want them all to hear you."

oh max, ever the romantic.

you whimpered into the pillows as you felt the pleasure come to a head of the second orgasm of the morning. you didn't have an awful lot of time left before he had to get ready. but by the stagger of his thrusts, you knew he was close as well.

"that's my girl." he said.

"please, max."

"mijn liefje." he said with a bit of tension in his voice as the warmth of sex clogged his head.

the angle made it feel like he was in your stomach which caused you to choke out moans.

the bed hit against the wall as he moved against you. with a few more hard thrusts, you both came at the same time. his groan was low and heavy while your moan was high pitched and had to be covered up by the pillow.

he loved when he finished inside of you, it made his heartbeat quicken. that he marked you inside and out. he slowed down and rested back on his heels as he cock slipped out of your used hole.

he pushed hair out of his face and panted heavily. you felt like heaven. you soon laid next to one another, he pulled you into his sweaty arms.

"mijn liefste, ik hou zoveel van je. jij geeft mij het gevoel dat ik een winnaar ben." he kissed the top of your head as you laid there together.

you got comfortable in his arms and smiled against him. the rush of climax was still in your head as you clung to him.

you said to him, in the bit of dutch you knew, "Ik hou ook van jou, max."

he chuckled and kissed you once more. <3

[hyperfixat]

hey!! I really love ur blog so so much rn! If you can, I'd like to request a neurodivergent MC? One that has certain foods they hate and have never told anyone since their family had forced them to try them since they were little? (Ex. Cauliflower, brussel sprouts, blueberries, bananas, carrots) and so, one day, when theyre all eating (at the HoL or just out) and they notice MC eating all but those foods on their plate? Sorry if this is a bit too specific, I just really can't write it properly for myself and i would like to have some form of comfort-

Anyway, have an amazing day!!

anon i am holding you so close rignt now this cured my writers block this is the first ask i’ve got in like two months TT 

i am incapable of writing anything not hurt comfort so there is some ‘oh man im so sad :(‘ at the beginning but yk if u said u like my writing i imagine u kinda expected this

warning for mentions of throw up and actually eating the bad foods :(

and yes yes yes i love writing explicitly nd mcs!! i added in another obstacle to the req; freaky demon food bcs thats always fun to consider. That way u can kinda make the demon food similar to whatever food u want in ur mind, anyhow, the words u wanted;

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You push the pile of purple (purple!?) mashed… something from one corner of your plate to the center.  First you had to go to a strange demon school where all of your peers are so much scarier and larger than you and now you’ve been presented with whatever the hell this is for dinner.

You think Leviathan (Levi — it feels so odd referring to him so casually having just met him) was the one that made it.  There was a protein on the plate, you ate that with no issues, but. 

Urgh. This?

It’s your second night sleeping in the House of Lamentation and you don’t feel nearly comfortable or safe enough to get a snack on your own, especially at night. You’ve had such a long day at RAD and your body is dying for some food.

Disguising your disgusted reluctance with a carefully blank face, your grab some of the.  The stuff. 

Ah, nope.  You set your fork down quietly after taking a slow bite / swallow and grab your cup to drown the leftover flavors and textures.  

Luckily all the demon brothers seem pretty into their dinnertime banter and didn’t notice your… less than satisfactory reaction to the food.

Gosh, you don’t want to offend any of them, especially not so early on in the year you’ll have to room with them.  

It’s a good thing that Beelzebub is practically a food vacuum and doesn’t question the nearly untouched pile of. Well you know. Left over on your plate.

/

…It’s official. You hate Devildom cuisine.  

Is the universe playing one big, cruel joke on you?  What the hell is wrong with demons?  Why must the eat the worst things in the world?  Why… why… why?

Lucifer wouldn’t let you starve under his roof, and provides you with full meals and makes it clear what parts of the kitchen are free to raid (as not to take anything designated to anyone else).  You feel like the most ungrateful human in the whole wide world right now.

It’s been quite a few months since the start of the exchange program and you’ve been… getting by.  Okay, that’s not exactly true, you’ve been having a blast in most aspects of your stay in the Devildom.  Most.

There’s still the teeny tiny issue of the cuisine not quite fitting your tastes.  You’ve tried talking to Solomon about the Devildom cuisine and he tried to cheer you up with some authentic human world cuisine, but as it turns out his cooking is far worse than Devildom-style food.

Not to be dramatic, but you’re suffering in silence.  You get by, as in you’re not hungry – the demons you’ve grown oh so fond of wouldn’t let that happen.  They always seem willing to fetch you anything.  

You’re trying so hard not to hurt any feelings, because you love them and want to support them.  It’s just.  You want to throw up almost every meal.  (Barbatos’ little treats have been your saving grace – he always seems to have some yummy little snack on him.  One that you like and doesn’t make you feel like your throat is crawling out of your mouth.)

Most of the time the brothers don’t pay much thought to what you leave on your plate – as long as you eat some of what was served they seem content.  Even on nights where the meal is more nasty than good, it’s easy to just say you’re not that hungry.

This night was bound to happen at some point.  Your plate is uneatable.  It’s edible, just uneatable.  It’d be more humiliating to choke down a few bites than it is to go to bed hungry.  You wrinkle your nose when you think no one is looking and stab at the meat chunk.

Your eyes are downcast and you drag your knife lazily through the food.  It’s mesmerizing in a way, so much so that you don’t notice at first when Asmo calls your name.

“MC, is something wrong? Are you feeling alright?”  At this point he’s drawn the attention of his brothers as well.

“Yeah, you’re barely eating,” Mammon supplies.

Ah, the moment you’ve been dreading and hoped you would never have to face.

“Oh, I don’t have much of an appetite right now.”  Which certainly isn’t a lie.  

“You didn’t eat much at lunch, hon.” Asmo reaches across the table to put the back of his manicured hand on your forehead to feel for a fever.

You cringe, “uhm, well.  I’m.”  You fail to think of a decent lie quick enough – nothing you say will be believable as you mentally blue screen.

“Honest answer?”  Satan prods.

“I’m not the biggest fan of some Devildom foods.” “Not the biggest fan?”  Beel questions, “you dislike them enough to forgo eating entirely.”  

“I’m trying not to sound like an ungrateful jerk right now.  Give me a moment to word this properly.”

Satan scoffs. “Just say it.  Whatever you have to say can’t be worse than what we’ve put you through.”

“Damn, okay.  The food makes me wanna throw up when I eat it.”

Levi, the chef of the night, folds in on himself, face darkening with shame or embarrassment.

“It’s not a personal gripe, most meals have something that makes me feel that way, hon.” It seems your attempt to comfort him isn’t appreciated though, as Levi shoves his face in his hands.

Lucifer sets his fork down. “And why haven’t you said anything to any of us about this?  We want you to feel at home here.”

“You can’t expect me to be comfortable barging into what was at the time a strangers house and demand they make special accommodations for me, then once I was comfortable enough to say something I felt I put up with it long enough that it’d be odd to bring it up out of nowhere.”

“Fair enough,” Satan nods along.

“No? Not ‘fair enough’!” Mammon scolds.  “You shoulda said something to me!  Do you even like half the snacks I give you?  I spent good Grimm on those!”

Memories of bribing Beelzebub to do certain errands in the earlier days of your Devildom stay flicker through your mind.  “They got eaten.”

“MC,” Lucifer brings the conversation back on track.  “Let us know foods you don’t want to eat, we may be demons, but we’re here to provide you with a comfortable stay.”  You nod under his sincere gaze.  “Now, give your plate to Beel and order some delivery.  I’ll cover the costs, as long as you eat.”  

As you shove your plate across the table you see Lucifer pulling a shiny black card from his coat pocket.  He gestures for you to come and take it.  You walk to the head of the table and he presses the card into your hand. 

“Order whatever you’d like.  My treat.”  There’s a glint of humor in his eyes and you look down to see Goldie in your palm.

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Apple Seed 6: Bedtime

Charlie: (sleeping slightly on her side and wearing a cherry red nightgown pulled up and over the baby belly to help cool down)

Vaggie: (laying on her side, propped up on an elbow as she gently strokes Charlie's baby belly, her lips are so close to the skin that they brush with every word she says)

Vaggie: (singing) Buenas noches mi amor. Cierra bien tus ojitos. Que la noche viene ya. Su canción te arrullará.

Charlie: (trying so hard to pretend to be asleep, but the lip flutters are tickling her belly)

Vaggie: (whispering) You're going to be so loved, little one. Papa Lucifer is already making all the rubber ducks Hell can hold for you. Husk has made it his mission to find anti-air bubble bottles for you. Angel.... he's trying to find baby toys for you... coming out with more sex toys but still worth the effort.

Charlie: (shaking slightly as she tries not to laugh)

Vaggie: Your mama is the most excited to see you too. Not that I'm not excited, but you've caused her to literally vibrate with pure love and joy every time you give a flutter. Even if you leave her exhausted every day because you're coming into your tapdancing practice.

Charlie: (eyebrows raise a little in a nonverbal "Yeah, that does get tiring.")

Vaggie: Even if you cause her to be super gassy right before she wakes up in the morning and after she eats cauliflower rice. Which is your fault that she's been craving it.

Charlie: (eyebrows furrow in indignation and a small blush of embarrassment, nonverbal: "Hey! That's not my fault!")

Vaggie: (chuckles quietly) Or how whenever she sneezes now she pees a little. Trying to hide the obvious puddle in her chair after movie night when Angel picked a comedy of all things was interesting.

Charlie: Hey! It's not my fault, okay! (sees Vaggie staring at her cheekily) Oh.... How long did you know I was awake?

Vaggie: Halfway through talking about Husk and Angel. You were snickering very quietly.

Charlie: (groans and flops onto her back)

Vaggie: (kisses up and over the baby belly) I love you, mi pequeña semilla de manzana. (kisses up Charlie's chest and neck to plant a tender kiss to Charlie's lips) And I love you more than anything in Hell.

Charlie: (squirming as she feels kisses trailing up and sighs into the kiss) Even if I tend to... OCASSIONALLY.... get gassy...

Vaggie: Mmhmmm. I view it as an indicator that you're about to wake up.

Charlie: (puppy eyes) Even if I do pee a little when I cough or sneeze? ...or a lot when I laugh to hard?

Vaggie: (kisses the tip of Charlie's nose) Of course, love. It's further proof that you're providing an amazing addition to our family.

Charlie: .....and the lack of sex?

Vaggie: .........I still love you no matter what.

Charlie: (blushing and teary eyed as she smiles) I love you so much, Vaggie.

Vaggie: I love you too, Charlie. Now, let's try to get some sleep. Do you want some snuggles?

Charlie: Yes! But.... maybe put your arm on my hip or around my chest? It's getting uncomfortable to have you hold my belly...

Vaggie: Whatever makes you comfortable, mi amor.

[tpwk-formula1]

omg i love love love the pizzeria idea! its so fun! can i get cauliflower crust and alfredo sauce with garlic, banana peppers and pineapple and a lemonade with dessert served by logan sargeant

Lee-Lee's Pizzeria Menu

cauliflower sunshine x grumpy alfredo sauce sweet sex garlic "I know you love it when I fill that pretty pussy with my cum" banana peppers "Look so pretty riding my cock" pineapple "Look so pretty wrapped around my cock" lemonade body worship dessert yes served by Logan Sargeant

Logan x Sunshine! girlfriend

AN - To the sweet human who just sent an anonymous message about a request they made for Lewis a few days ago would you please lmk why one is yours? I have about 15 requests for Lewis currently. You're request was definitely not too long I'm just working through my requests from the first day the Pizzeria opened when I got a wave of like 10 requests in a matter of hours and now currently have 40+ orders waiting to be completed but I work full time and am also a full-time student. I'm doing my very best I promise.

TW - creampie, soft very sweet sex, blow job

WC 800+ (sorry its so short)

Y/N POV

"Baby, are you ready to head home?" Logan asks roughly making me smile brightly and nod.

"Yes, please! Fucking finally," I reply back making Logan smile small at my excitement before we are heading to the car to leave the small hangout with friends we planned when we finally got back into the States after Logan was let go from Williams.

Since his departure from Williams, I have watched all the excitement drain from Logan's eyes making everything so hard because I knew there was nothing I could do to ease his pain.

When we get home I'm dragging Logan through our apartment ready to have some alone time with him.

"Please let me take care of you, baby!" I beg Logan with clear excitement laced in my voice. Logan just laughed softly making me beem knowing it's rare to get to hear his laugh right now.

It didn't take much convincing for our clothes to be thrown around are room making the once-clean room instantly look cluttered with the way our clothes were haphazardly thrown around the room.

I'm grinding my bare pussy against Logan's cock while keeping my lips on his muffling both of the needy whimpers that are falling through our lips.

I start trailing my kisses from Logan's down to his jaw where I find the spot he loves and suck a small hickey making sure to mark his pretty skin as a reminder that he is mine.

"I love you, you're the best person in the world," I start while still kissing around his neck and shoulders.

"I wish you could see how talented you are, deserve so much better," I mumble against Logan's heated skin as I keep leaving soft wet kisses all over his skin.

By the time I had reached Logan's hard and raging cock I had spent the last five minutes leaving kisses and praises around his body letting him know how loved and amazing he was.

When I looked up at Logan I noticed his eyes were swimming with so much love but still had a hit of hurt and lust while his cheeks were a cute shade of red having been blushing the entire time during the praise.

"I love you," I mumble softly before pulling Logan's cock into my mouth and slipping it down my throat making sure to take as much as I can before using my hand to jerk off the rest I can't reach with my mouth.

"Look so pretty wrapped around my cock" Logan praises making my cheeks heat. We both loved when we got to just enjoy sex instead of rushed quickies before or after a race or rough sex after another bad race.

When I knew Logan was as hard as he was gonna be I made sure to spit as much as possible all over his cock before jerking his cock to make sure his entire cock is slicked up but I'm climbing on top of his and slowly sinking down on his cock making both of us gasp and moan.

I take a few seconds to adjust to his size before I'm rocking my hips slightly making both Logan and I moan before I start bouncing my hips making sure to speed up to the perfect pace for Logan and I to have a slow build to a powerful orgasm.

"Look so pretty riding my cock," Logan groans out when I start bouncing just a little faster knowing Logan and I both desperately needing a release.

When I kept bouncing my hips on Logan's cock I can feel his hips under me starting to tense up letting me know he was going to cum which has me teasing my clit slightly so I can fall over the edge at the same time as Logan.

As soon as my orgasm hits I feel Logan's hands on my hips making sure to keep me bouncing at the same pace as he starts cumming in my pussy and now riding out our orgasms together.

I could feel his cum being pumped into my making me whine slightly before Logan is softly lifting me off his cock making his cum leak out of my pussy and drip onto Logan's softening cock before laying me down on his chest so he can hold me in his arms.

"Thank you," Logan says softly still out of breath from our last actions.

"For what?" I question a bit confused about the thank you.

"For taking care of me, loving me even in this shitting time, and taking my mind off of everything. Fuck Just thank you for everything you have done for me," Logan says making me smile softly before placing a soft kiss on his lips.

"Well thank you for being my everything," I tell him softly while raking my fingers through his hair before placing a soft kiss on his lips.

[ediblegardenspointloma]

In My San Diego Garden and Kitchen

“Cauliflower is nothing but cabbage with a college education.”  Mark Twain “Green Eggs and Ham was the story of my life. I wouldn’t eat a thing when I was a kid, but Dr. Seuss inspired me to try cauliflower.”  Jim Carrey

Most people have an opinion about cauliflower. I find it enchanting—the way it grows—blue-green leaves enfolding emerging heads. And the colors—purple, white, orange and the other-worldly lime green Romanesco. I only regret the season is short and there are so many recipes to try and favorites to make again. Thankfully, it holds well in the fridge after harvest.

Two weekend harvests, Amazing and DePurple cauliflowers. Note the fractal designs prominent in the purple cauliflower. As a F-1 hybrid, maybe some Romanesco parentage?

I trialed DePurple against Graffiti which I’ve grown for many years. The DePurple proved more vigorous. I saw the seeds on a stop at Territorial Seed Company in Cottage Grove, Oregon. Staff there indicated it performs better under a variety of conditions. For some growers, cauliflower can be finicky.

This is the first harvest of Catalina spinach. Though tender at both the baby leaf stage and this size, I let it grow larger for a favorite entree requiring a substantial amount of spinach. The space occupied by some of the cauliflower has been amended and spinach planted for more spring harvests. I’ll also need more spinach for the annual spring Galette of Winter Greens.

Several of the week’s salads from what’s at hand: arugula, kumquats, snow peas, celery, Jacaranda broccoli, various lettuces

Golden Sweet snow peas accompanied Asian Beef Stew over rice last week. We relish the cooler winter days and favorite seasonal meals.

The precursors to a stir-fry with some leftover pork tenderloin.

A neighbor noted a monarch emerging from the cocoon (and she commented “It should be in Mexico.”) She had no flowers blooming where it could feed so she brought it to my garden. It rested until its wings dried. After several hours it began to feed on the tiny flowers. She dropped off another monarch to my garden yesterday.

Sunday’s diminutive church entry bouquet: calla lily, summer snowflake and paper whites.

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[callmearcturus]

i got my mother the NYT Cooking subscription as a gift and we are REALLY enjoying this shit, do you know how fucking wild it is to look up a recipe and not see three banner ads, four in-line ads, and a video turtorial you have to click out of

anyway i'm making this today in the slow cooker and its still cooking but MAN the broth tastes fucking AMAZING so fuck paywalls

INGREDIENTS

1 pound Yukon gold potatoes, scrubbed, peeled and cut into 1- to 2-inch chunks

1 pound cauliflower, chopped into large bite-sized florets and stems

2 (15-ounce) cans cannellini beans, drained

½ yellow onion, minced

3 garlic cloves, smashed and minced

3½ cups vegetable stock

3 tablespoons unsalted butter

2 tablespoons dry white wine

1 sprig fresh thyme or ½ teaspoon dried thyme

½ teaspoon garlic powder

Coarse kosher salt and black pepper

1 teaspoon lemon juice (about ¼ lemon)

8 ounces sour cream (1 cup), at room temperature

½ cup chopped chives (about 1 small bunch)

Potato chips, preferably sour cream and onion, for topping

Shredded Cheddar, for serving

STEP ONE

In a 6- to 8-quart slow cooker, combine the potatoes, cauliflower, beans, onion, garlic, vegetable stock, butter, wine, thyme, garlic powder and 1½ teaspoons kosher salt. Cover and cook until the vegetables are very tender, about 8 hours on low.

STEP TWO

Remove and discard the thyme sprig, and turn off the slow cooker. Add the lemon juice. To make a completely smooth and creamy soup, purée the ingredients using an immersion blender. (Or, purée the soup in a blender in two batches, transferring the puréed soup to a different pot.) To make a textured, chunky soup, smash the ingredients using a potato masher in the slow cooker. Stir in the sour cream and chives. Taste and add additional salt if necessary. Serve in bowls topped with black pepper, crushed potato chips and shredded Cheddar. For leftovers, gently reheat the soup on the stovetop or in the microwave until it just barely bubbles around the edges; don’t let it boil or the sour cream will break.

[legendofmorons]

I was walking to class and had an idea, hopefully it makes you smile. But thoughts on how the chain would react to reader letting them borrow soundproof headphones/earbuds? I could see a funny game of telephone happening.

Ooooooooh!!! This!!! I like this!

I think all of the chain would be interested in soundproof headphones/earbuds. I also think telephone would be kind fun too.

Four is delighted by how effective the soundproofing is! He has a lot on his mind so often it's nice to lose the background noise

Hyrule is curious and a little confused until he tried the soundproof headphones. He isn't interested in using them most of the time but if he were really overwhelmed he'd like it

Legend can now finally drown out the stupidity (joking, of course he's fond of the chain and of reader.) But he appreciates them on nights he stays in an inn

Sky is amazed at how well they work but dosen’t really want to use them often. Only when he can't stand something.

Time is surprised they exist, but he likes them. Sometimes, it's nice to only have your thoughts (sometimes it is not).

Twilight thinks their great if he's overestimulated, especially since I figure being Wolfie has left him with enhanced senses.

Warriors only likes them at night if someone is on watch. They're nice but he hates losing any of his senses

Wild likes the concept but dosen’t like that his ear still rings with them

Wind thinks their great! He's probably the one who suggested telephone with them to be honest

As far as telephone goes, once everyone has the soundproof headphones or earbuds on and gets in line you chose the phrase.

For this one, we'll say it's "Look at all those chickens!" (Yes, it's from what you think)

You tell Wind, who seems a little confused but happily turns to Legend and says "look at all clothes chickpeas!"

This does not get better. Hyrule is bat at reading lips, and Time purposefully reads Warriors lips wrong

You end up with Sky, who, after all the boys are free of their soundproofing, confidently reveals that he thinks the phrase is "cook that cauliflower coffee."

This is very wrong, but it's worth it when everyone laughs

When you tell them the actual starting phrase they are delighted

They will play this again

[tianababyyy]

some of my safe foods 🫶🏼 ( not my pics, all from pinterest )

comment some of yours if you wish🤍🤍

frozen cherries - only 70kcal a cup and really good, I add a sprinkle of 0kcal sweetener on mine 🤍

green tea lattes - 15kcal, I make mine with a half cup almond milk, sucralose, and a 0kcal coffee syrup and green tea ofc🤍

diet soda - my personal favorite is zero sugar root beer, it makes me feel full so I don’t eat🤍

sugar free jello - 5kcal a cup, cherry is the best flavor obviously 🤍

soup - progressos light pot roast is soooooo good and 150kcal for the whole can. condensed cream of chicken and broccoli cheddar are also really good and less than 200kcal per can🤍

halotop ice cream - 300kcal a pint, need I say more ? birthday cake is the elite flavor🤍

skinnypop popcorn - 140kcal a bag, but still yummy and pretty filling🤍

instant oatmeal - less than 150kcal, I loveeee the strawberry and cream one🤍

cauliflower rice - 25kcal a cup and SOOO filling, I add a can of chicken for 80kcal and a sprinkle of Cajun seasoning and it’s amazing 🤍

[pleaseeeimjustagirl]

You Need To Cycle Sync

Hey babes happy Monday!!! Today's topic is cycle syncing and the importance of cycle syncing. I must give credit to Jaz Turner, a YouTuber who has created an amazing video on cycle syncing. Cycle syncing involves adjusting your diet and exercise to support your body throughout your monthly hormone cycle.

Menstrual Phase 

Also known as the “winter” (not pregnant)

Days : 1-5

Energy : you most likely have lower energy.

Eat : Red meat, fatty fish, shellfish, beets, mushrooms, greens, and seaweed. Try to reduce caffeine, alcohol, greasy and processed foods.

Movement : during this phase do low-intensity workouts such as yoga, pilates, walking, and foam rolling. 

Focus : this is your detox phase.

Follicular Phase 

Also known as the “Spring” (preparing for pregnancy)

Days : 6-14

Energy : you most likely have a bit of higher energy and less of an appetite. 

Eat : light meals, you can include fasting, raw fruits and veggies, lean protein, fermented foods, flax, and pepitas.

Movement : during this phase do high-intensity workouts such as jogging, hiking, cardio, heavy strength training, and swimming.

Focus : this is your productivity phase.

Ovulatory Phase 

Also known as the “summer” (likely to become pregnancy)

Days : 15-17

Energy : your energy level around this time is the highest, you are more confident and outgoing in this phase. 

Eat : colorful fruits and veggies, broccoli, kale, cauliflower, cabbage, nuts, and avocado.

Movement : during this phase, your workouts will be highest intensity examples are cycling cardio, HIIT, CrossFit bootcamp, and sprinting.

Focus : this is your magnetic phase.

Luteal Phase 

Also known as the “Fall” (potentially pregnant)

Days : 18-28

Energy : your energy level during this phase is lower and you have more cravings.

Eat : healthy fats, protein, sweet potato, greens, sunflower seeds, and sesame seeds. Try reducing added sugars, greasy foods, alcohol, and dairy from your diet

Movement : during this phase, your workouts will be moderate intensity examples are pilates, yoga, barre, light cardio, low-incline walking, and light strength training.

Focus : this is your nurture and rest phase.

Cycle syncing is definitely something I will be adding to my life and I saw the importance of it and wanted to share it with my ladiesss. The length of menstrual cycles varies between individuals, so the number of days listed for a 28-day cycle is just an average. For each phase, the listed foods should be added or reduced, not entirely removed from the diet during the "eat" portion. If you're interested in learning more about cycle syncing, I highly recommend doing further research online. There are plenty of resources available that can provide you with valuable information on the topic.

[yourfavvgal]

british foods i enjoy AND ARE NOT DISGUSTING

- beans on toast??? ITS GOOD I SWEAR!! if you toast the bread and then pour your heinz beans on top its incredible

- A SCONE. WHAT THE FLIPPIDY FUCK IS A BISCUIT??? and why do you dip it in gravy, americans. A SCONE WITH CLOTTED CREAM AND JAM IS JUST AA ‼️‼️ amazing, yummy, delicious.

- fish n chips with a side of mushy peas or yet again, beans. THESE ARE GOOD!!! and fries with lots of salt and vinegar YUMMY.

- A GOOD OLD ROAST. you got yorkshire puddings with gravy, some type of meat, roasted potatoes YUM… ITS SO GOOD I SWEAR ITS JUST YUM (every british person had had at LEAST 10 of these in their lifetime)

AND I CANT FORGET CAULIFLOWER CHEESE (ohh its amazing 🫶)

- a full english breakfast. YET AGAIN BEANS, a fried egg, bacon, sausages. its basically just a massive breakfast 🧍‍♀️ ive only ever had 2 of these BUT THEY ARE YUMMY AND JUST AAAAAA

[chubbycelebs]

Our Changing Bodies (part 1)

I was never one to eat big, to fill my belly to the brim, to feel my stomach push up against my clothes swelling forward with my greed, but one christmas this changed.

Me and my boyfriend were quite slim and fit people. I was skinnier than he was, him sporting a little softness to his middle and thicker thighs and backside. I looked skinny with very little muscle and little to no fat on my body. We enjoyed our bodies though. We loved exploring each other’s bodies and supported each other in whatever changes we wanted to make.

It was a quiet evening with my boyfriend a few days before christmas day. We decided we wanted to trial run making a christmas dinner before we made it for the whole family. We spend hours slaving over the stove top and oven crafting up the most amazing roast dinner we could cook up. We plated all the food up and sat down at the table. The table was filled to the brim with so much good food; big toast chicken, pigs in blankets, yorkshire puddings, cauliflower cheese, stuffing, roasted vegetables, mash potatoes and roast potatoes. We made enough for a family but just for the two of us. We thought we could have some left overs to get it through till christmas.

We dug right in. Our plates pilled high with all the yummy food we had just made. We started shovelling the food into our mouths, hardly talking to each other as we were just so focused on eating this lovely food we just made. I couldn’t stop eating it. The rich gravy that covered all the food tied it all together and made it impossible the resit. I was eating slightly quicker than my boyfriend which was unusual as he always had the bigger appetite. Before I knew it I had polished off my first plate full. I was still hungry so I went back for seconds. I piled my plate just as high as I did the first time. Soon after me my boyfriend followed now onto his second plate too. I stuffed my face full of the roast, enjoying every bite. I began to feel my belly distend. I could feel the button on the top of my jeans slightly dig into my bloated gut. My shirt started to cling to my stomach. I wasn’t full yet though so I kept eating my second plate full. I looked over at my handsome boyfriend who did a little wiggle in his chair and re-adjusted the top of his jeans. I could tell he was nice and full too. He however stopped here throwing in the towel and pushing his plate aside. “I’m absolutely stuffed” he said rubbing his gut. I giggled at him as I kept stuffing my mouth full of food. I finished my second plate whilst looking over at my boyfriends half finished plate. I couldn’t let that food go to waste. “Pass it here” I said holding my hand out. My boyfriend was taken a back by this. Never had he ever seen me eat this much before. He passed it me and watched me dig into the left overs. He watched in shock as I polished off my third plate of food. As I cleaned the plate with a yorkshire pudding and popped it into my mouth and reached down to my jean button. It was digging very uncomfortably into my bloated belly. I slide a finger behind my jeans and popped the button open. I groaned and sank into my seat allowing my bloated gut to fully expand. “Hungry were ya” my boyfriend asked cleaning the plates and giving my belly a little pat. This prompted a little burp to slip out as I huffed in discomfort. “I’m assuming you won’t be wanting my little treat then” just then my boyfriend pulls out a chocolate cake from the fridge. He always did this. He loves baking and would surprise me with his baked goods. Before today I was able to always eat a small slice and give him the rest of it that I didn't finish, but something was different today.

He cut me a thick slice and him an equally thick slice. He placed the plate in front of me and my momentary fullness suddenly stopped making me devour the whole slice. I didn’t stop once just eating the whole chocolaty slice of cake, so rich and thick the perfect chocolate cake. This time though my boyfriend had beaten me in finishing my slice. He was already up slicing two new slices of the cake for us to eat. As I polished off my first slice i was immediately met with my second. I jumped right into it trying my hardest to finish it off. My boyfriend finished his off quickly again and then came and sat next to me. My fullness had come back to me and there was no way I could finish off this slice of cake. My boyfriend took the fork off me and started loading it up. He put the fork to my lips looking at me with devilishly sexy eyes. I opened my mouth as he filled it with chocolate cake. I obeyed to his doing till the very last of my slice was done. I didn’t even notice that my boyfriend’s hand was circling my belly rubbing it gently, slightly pulling my shirt up. It revealed my very bloated slightly hairy belly. I was groaning with how full I was. My legs spread far apart as my gut pushed forward. My boyfriends hands slipped down onto my jeans. He pushed the zip down and started rubbing my cock. I was moaning louder and louder. As he was starting to get faster with it, he got up and grabbed another slice of cake. “Please no mor-“ He didn’t even listen just stuffed the slice into my mouth. I groaned as all I could do was swallow the beautiful cake filling my belly more. He made me sit there till I licked off every bit of chocolate from his fingers. I sucked sensually on his fingers making sure i swallowed every bit of chocolate.

He got up from the chair and pulled off his clothes leaving him in just his boxers. His soft (and much hairier then mine) middle was very bloated too. I could see the fat boy he could become. His thick thighs ass and big shoulders complimented his swollen belly well. “Strip for me” he whispered. I struggled to pull off my tight shirt but I did. My jeans fell to my ankles as I stood up. My belly was just as big as his just less soft. I walked up to my boyfriend till our big bellies touched. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me in closer. I could feel my self sinking into his fat. He kissed my so passionately, like it was the first kiss we ever shared. His hands moved over my skinny frame but settled on my swollen gut. He rubbed it feeling the round shape of it. Never had we done this before, but it excited me. His hands got lower slipping under my boxers. He rubbed my cock making me moan and my knees start to buckle. He pulled my boxers down and as he did he went down kissing my chest, upper belly, belly button and lower gut till he got to the sweet spot. He was sucking me so sensually I wouldn’t help but fall back onto the table. He sucked harder and harder and as he did he rubbed my belly making me belch between moans. He started trying to shake my gut with very little movement. As he rubbed my gut he stuck a finger into my belly button and something inside my cock twitched. It felt so amazing for him to treat my gut with such love. As he pinched the little fat i had on my stomach I began to come so much into his mouth. I filled his cheeks and grabbed his hair as I moaned loudly, louder then ever before. He came up wiping his face of my sweet seed. Now motivated to give him the best climax, I switched positions pushing him against the table. The cake was on reaching distance. I had a hunch he was into stuffing so I gave him what he wanted. I grabbed a handful of the cake and pushed it into his mouth. My other hand pulled down his boxers and started playing with his insanely hard cock. I was grabbing handful after handful of his rich chocolate cake. “You won’t finish till that whole cake is gone”. He began to eat the cake faster and faster. As he ate the last mouthful I moved my hand over to his much bigger belly. I played with his chubbiness feeling it shake leaving chocolate smears all over it. “Good boy” I whispered as I made him explode all over my bloated belly. We both collapsed onto the floor. I laid in his arms trying to catch my breathe. I looked down at both of our bloated bodies. I saw his belly covered in chocolate and decided to lick him clean. I licked every inch of his body clean of chocolate filling me up even more. He rolled over to face me and me him, our bellies pushing against each other on the floor. We didn’t say anything but the look of lust in his eyes said everything. I knew what he wanted and I was going to give it him

New series started!! Hope you guys enjoy this story. Cant wait to get the next part out to you guys. This story feels very close to my heart and my life so I hope you guys resonate with it. :)