#Raspberry coulis

[fullcravings]

Raspberry Cupcakes with Raspberry Filling and Russian Buttercream

[chefkevinashton]

Raspberry Fool with Lemon & Rosemary Butter Cookies

Raspberry Fool with Lemon & Rosemary Butter Cookies©Kevin Ashton 2023 History Of The Term Fool Historically, cooks and chefs where not know for writing recipes and methods down, thus recipes were frequently passed on verbally, often leading to the origins of a dish being disputed. You might even say a mishmash, which is appropriate!  The word ‘Foole’ was first mentioned as a dessert in 1598, made…

[kirstythejetblackgoldfish]

Deep-fried Brie with raspberry coulis 🧀🔴

It kinda tasted like raspberry jam and cream cheese on toast

[pudding-art]

Raspberry Coulis Recipe This easy homemade raspberry coulis is the perfect fruit sauce to drizzle over ice cream or in drinks.

[reinholdbieber]

Recipe for Raspberry Coulis This easy homemade raspberry coulis is the perfect fruit sauce to drizzle over ice cream or in drinks. 2 tablespoons white sugar or more to taste, 2 cups raspberries rinsed and drained, 1 teaspoon lemon juice

[themadknightuniverse]

Teaming up in Germany 💞

Still with their matching black outfits! I had to give Nacho some cargo pants for the visit to Casper, it was a great opportunity to do so. Imagine him being all stealthy while Lalo distracts Casper, and jumping into the action in a perfect synch with Lalo to neutralize him. They could be so unstoppable together. Damn.

[morethansalad]

Matcha Cupcakes with Raspberry Coulis and Meringue (Vegan)

[lino-nyangi]

cw ; food

i believe in chocolate raspberry supremacy

[dripdropv]

I didn't have time on my actual birthday so I made my cake today 🍰🌿

[ifothersonlyknew]

simple pound cake + raspberry coulis

[tngrizz]

simple pound cake + raspberry coulis

[fullcravings]

Eton Mess Cake

[nkdhiman]

mary berry strawberry coulis

mary berry strawberry coulis

mary berry strawberry coulis It’s a quick and easy dessert sauce that you can make in a snap! This sauce is great with many desserts, including cheesecake, pound cake, and pies. Be creative. Basic ingredients for mary berry strawberry coulis One Pt. Chopped strawberriesOne Cup WaterOne Cup SugarOne Tbsp CornstarchTwo Tbsp Coldwater How to make mary berry strawberry coulis Cover the…

[pane-bistecca]

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[wordsinhaled]

howdy !! re: wip game, as a gomens fanatic, any angsty wip lines that might shred my soul? <3

hiii <3 <3

happy to provide some gomens angst! ft. aziraphale's pov of the kiss!

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Aziraphale’s hands flutter uselessly around Crowley’s shoulders like birds afraid to alight.

For all these millennia, he’s only allowed himself surreptitious, if unsubtle forays in Crowley’s direction; little morsels of visual information, a whole series of fleeting touches. Far too many to count.

The electric, heady brush of their fingertips in the exchange of a briefcase full of miraculously-salvaged books. Aziraphale clasping Crowley’s hand with both of his, losing himself for a moment to the sort of recklessness Crowley inspires in him. Aziraphale’s palm flat against Crowley’s chest there in the pub, for no reason at all except that he simply wanted: to learn how Crowley’s warmth bleeds through layers of cloth, to discern the faint dear heartbeat accelerating under his touch.

The last time he’d felt Crowley’s fists curled in his lapels there had been a wall rough at his back and a snarl in his ears. He’d had eyes only for the red curve of Crowley’s mouth, then.

And now that mouth, Crowley’s mouth, is on his to seismic effect, hard enough to mark Aziraphale indelibly, hot as a conflagration. He never parts his lips, but he doesn’t need to for Aziraphale to be disarmed by the promise of teeth and tongue and taste. Aziraphale can’t possibly hold him like this, can’t settle on one place to touch him, the contours of Crowley sharp and shaking apart with tension against him. It isn’t perfect—in fact it’s artless and ungainly, but it’s Crowley—it’s Crowley—it’s Crowley, crashing into him with forward momentum like a wave breaking against the shore, kissing him with a single-minded stillness, and his point couldn't be clearer: that he would do just this, forever and a day, if it only meant Aziraphale would at last answer in kind.

If it only meant he would stay.

Aziraphale’s hands hover near the top of the coveted slope of that serpentine spine, narrowly evading the treacherous peaks of Crowley’s shoulder blades. Six thousand years of ruinous yearning and prevarication. Six thousand years of perfecting the ideal coy glance, and Crowley crumbles his resolve in an instant.

He had thought it might happen in the rain, perhaps, as Crowley had suggested once. Their arms wound about each other, umbrella forgotten as the sky overhead opened up to cleanse them of all their half-truths. He’d thought Crowley might taste like fine dark chocolate. Like raspberry coulis. But he kisses Aziraphale now with all the iron tang of a paper cut, the same sudden surprise of pain blooming under Aziraphale’s breastbone as he rocks toward Crowley finally, finally, finally—

Too late.

[selkielore]

been cheffing it up rlly hard lately lol. big steak pepper lunch, spanish saffron chicken & rice, basque cheesecake with raspberry cardamom coulis, vanilla lemon raspberry yogurt cake