#Savoury drink recipe

[indischwindisch]

Mint Masala Lassi

This refreshing drink is perfect for post iftar as it contains ingredients that aid in digestion. A much healthier, yet delicious alternative to sugar filled beverages.

This refreshing drink is perfect for post iftar as it contains ingredients that aid in digestion. A much healthier, yet delicious alternative to sugar filled beverages. To all the lassi fans. I know that lassi tastes good after the fast. But do you really want to fill yourself with all those calories from the extra sugar that the lassi has? Drinking sweet lassi on a regular basis post fasting…

[akazzzaa]

concept: if all the demons, lower & upper moon and muzan were able to cook, what would they make & bring for thanksgiving, if they celebrated with their s/o?

Sorry for being late! I'm unfamiliar with Thanksgiving day so I tried to do some research to make it accurate, Not a lot of American style food will be included cause they are from japan, but they try

A/N- I'm no chef, I had to look for a lot of recipes that would be 'demonic' and thanksgiving too ?

Characters- Muzan, Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Tamayo, Emnu

Summary- What they would cook for you on Thanksgiving

Genre- Fluff

Warnings- None really just a mention on blood once

Muzan

Muzan knows languages and understands a lot of cultures from around the world. He is interested in how different counties have such different taste in food. All human food is gross to him but he is the only demon who can actually eat human food without throwing up. He only eats human food to blend in. A very good cook otherwise.

I think Muzan would likely choose a high-quality turkey and he might incorporate a deep red cranberry sauce that reflects his demonic side while still being suitable for a Thanksgiving table. Carrots glazed with a blood orange reduction could be a visually striking and flavourful side dish. For dessert, a dark chocolate pecan pie could be Muzan's choice for you, combining sweetness with a hint of darkness. For a drink, Muzan would craft a special cocktail with dark fruits, red wine, and a touch of something more sinister. blood

Kokushibo

Given that Kokushibo lived during the Taisho era in Japan, he might appreciate traditional Japanese cuisine. If he were to celebrate Thanksgiving with his significant other, he might choose to prepare a special Japanese meal with a touch of elegance. He knows nothing about American cuisine and doesn't care to learn about it. He's the one cooking. You are the one eating. If you don't like it, make it yourself. He didn't cook a lot as a human but he knows his way around a kitchen.

He would cook sushi rolls with fresh fish, vegetables, and perhaps some unique ingredients to showcase his culinary skills. Light and crispy tempura made with seasonal vegetables and shrimp, served with a flavourful dipping sauce. A delicate Chawanmushi (Steamed Egg Custard)with ingredients like chicken, shrimp, and ginkgo nuts, steamed to perfection. Skewers of grilled chicken, perhaps with a teriyaki glaze, showcasing a balance of sweet and savoury flavours. For desert, a unique dessert that combines the rich flavours of matcha green tea with the creamy goodness of cheesecake.

Douma

Douma is an amazing cook, just under Muzan, he has chefs that cook for the followers but he has cooked many dishes for people during his lifetime. He's unfamiliar with American food but he will try for you.

Douma might appreciate a unique twist on the traditional Thanksgiving turkey. The glaze could be made with blood orange juice, honey, and spices, giving it a rich and flavourful coating with Truffle Mashed Potatoes. Then Douma may choose a red wine reduction sauce to enhance the flavour of the meal and tie the meal together. Douma is better at baking but doesn't think humans should eat to much sweets. But today is a one off for you both, he would create a visually striking dessert, perhaps with dark chocolate and exotic fruits.

Akaza

Not a bad cook, has never cooked until he met you and he's gotten better at it. He respects you and your culture so he will want to cook a Japanese-American dish for you.

Akaza could marinate the turkey in a special teriyaki sauce infused with cherry blossom flavours, giving it a unique and sophisticated twist. Instead of traditional sweet potato dishes, Akaza might opt for sweet potatoes glazed with a miso-based sauce, adding a savoury and umami-rich element to the dish. Fresh green beans cooked to perfection and tossed with a sesame dressing, providing a crunchy and nutty complement to the meal. For dessert, Akaza might choose to make a matcha-flavored tiramisu, combining the traditional Italian dessert with a Japanese green tea twist. To accompany the meal, Akaza might select a high-quality sake, demonstrating his refined taste and appreciation for Japanese beverages.

Tamayo

Given her background and the fact that she is knowledgeable about herbs and medicines, she might prepare a unique and exotic dish that incorporates flavors inspired by her extensive knowledge. Perhaps she would create a dish with rare herbs and spices, combining them in a way that showcases her expertise.

Tamayo might infuse traditional Thanksgiving turkey with a Japanese twist by using a miso glaze. Miso adds a rich, savoury flavour that complements the turkey. A stuffing made with Japanese mushrooms like shiitake and maitake, along with chestnuts, could be a flavourful side dish reflecting Tamayo's expertise with herbs and ingredients. A selection of pickled vegetables, such as daikon radish and carrots, could serve as a refreshing palate cleanser between bites of the richer dishes. For dessert, a matcha-flavored treat like matcha cheesecake or matcha-flavored mochi could be a delight to the Thanksgiving feast. She has modified her body to drink human tea, so she will watch you eat all the food she cooked but the only thing you two can enjoy together is a cup of tea. And she makes a good cup of tea.

Enmu

Will give you food poisoning. Do not eat his food

[itsscromp]

Excuse me, may i pls have the 141's fave food?? Are they good cooks? Do they prefer savoury/sweet/spicy food? Feel free to expand or add other characters :D thanks!

141’s favourite food headcanons

Simon ghost Riley

Man’s cannot live without his cup of Yorkshire tea.

It’s his first thing he goes for whenever he wakes up.

As for food, he isn’t too big on spicy things, don’t ever say that you saw him crying after trying a hot Cheeto.

As for cooking, I’m sorry to say, he does not know how to cook at all. Lived off of ration packs pre 141.

He would sometimes try to re create his mother’s recipes if he ever uncovered them, to keep her memory alive.

It took a lot of practice and a few burnt dishes later, he successfully recreated her shepards pie. His favourite dish from her.

John soap mactavish

He would defend his mother’s haggis til the day he freaking dies !!!

It was the best thing he would always look forward to it whenever a chance it was served up.

But if we’re talking other Scottish dishes, classic porridge would be his go to breakfast.

Or a clootie dumpling would be his go to dessert.

As for cooking….. he can cook, but only what he knows from grown up, like spaghetti bolognaise or tacos.

He’ll be open to try new recipes, but please be patient for your bestie.

Kyle gaz Garrick

Uh… have you tried this man’s pancakes !!!

Once it’s served up with possibly the best maple syrup you’ll ever have, it’s heaven until the very last bite.

He would teach you how to make the perfect pancake.

For his favourite foods, it’ll just simply be the classics, either McDonald’s or kfc.

For drinks, he cannot live with his monster, but he doesn’t like the traditional ones, he opts in for the white ultra cans. They’re just sweeter.

John price

As the father figure of the group, he’s gotta make sure his kiddos are fed and healthy.

So cooking is usually his number 1 priority, he loves to serve you his famous lasagna.

Once tried to make ice cream, but failed miserably.

As for his favourite foods, he would always love an English breakfast when he’s feeling peckish.

If he worked out the day before, that’s his go too

For a drink, classic black coffee

[ghostedcas]

more random cod headcanons

tw: mentions of self harm, references to OG ghost backstory, angst :)

141 tried to do group therapy together

but they ended up making the therapist cry and the four of them had to awkwardly comfort the therapist

ghost hates therapy with a passion but goes anyway

soap did the tide pod challenge

price lost it at him in the med bay when he found out

"johnny it's a plastic capsule of LAUNDRY DETERGENT!"

"yummy colours🥰"

ghost used to sh on his face

love how i just give yall a bunch of sweet stuff and then BOOM ANGST HEADCANON outta nowhere :)

i feel like he suffers from severe facial dysmorphia, especially after covering his face for so long

sweet pie gang: soap, könig, price

savoury pie gang: ghost and gaz

couldnt care less, just likes pie: horangi

ghost hates coffee but pretends to like it to seem cool (he's actually drinking coffee crisp hot chocolate)

horangi listens to ayesha erotica

he is also a RAGING bisexual (strong lean towards men)

laswell refers to the 141 as her boys, she loves to embarrass them like a mom would

soap and ghost are ATTROCIOUS at cooking

price is pretty good at it, can make quite a lot but struggles with a few harder recipes (and also somehow cannot make instant noodles)

gaz is a GOD in the kitchen but he hates cooking

soap is not allowed in the kitchen alone, once set the kitchen in fire trying to get a glass of water

awkward day on base when that happened

"sorry, can't go into the kitchen, the explosions specialist set it on fire trying to get a drink"

soap listens to classic rock and metal only (and katy perry but he will never admit it)

gaz listens to (shocking literally everyone on the team) music from the 40's, 50's and 60's. he listens to some modern music but he just ADORES the vintage music, especially jazz.

gaz and soap also like therapy

like genuinely enjoy it

gaz has to hype himself up before his appointments though

soap hypes the therapist up

price is neutral, he'd prefer to just smoke and drink to deal with his problems but understands that talking about them with a professional is the best option

ghost, as mentioned before, hates therapy with a burning passion but goes anyway

mostly because he knows he will be put on probation if he doesn't

but also because he knows that he needs the help even if he doesn't want to admit it

also after one of his first month of going to all his appointments that month without skipping one at all, price told simon he was proud of him and now he uses that as motiva to go to his appointments

price knows how to use technology in the weirdest ways

can operate a drone but cannot for the life of him figure out QR codes

a pretty decent hacker but do NOT ask him what any text slang aside from "lol" and "lmao" is. he does not know.

doesn't know that emojis have different meanings depending on context

once said "simon's in the hospital😭" i the TF141 group chat, gaz and soap thought that he was laughing at simon

soap got arrested in croatia on a mission once because he committed arson

kate had to bail him out and he got an earful on being a pyromaniac and arsonist

price just told him to restrict his fire setting to the battlefield

valeria has a medusa tattoo, it's under her chest on her sternum (iykyk)

ghost was tempted to get a medusa tattoo but decided against it because he views it more as a symbol of strength for women (really afab/fem aligned in general) who have suffered through that kind of assault and that it would be wrong to take that from them

he got a tattoo inspired by medusa instead

ghost has his on his hip

he was orginally going to get it on his left ribcage but when the artist was placing the stencil he almost had a panic attack and they both decided a different placement would be better

könig has tattoos for his siblings and his mother (mama's booooyyyyy🗣️)

ghost also has tattoos for his mother, tommy, joseph and even one for beth

is there a male version of a barracks bunny?

because that's horangi, that man is fucking EVERYONE or getting fucked, depends on his mood that night

idk i feel like sometimes they all watch like family guy or bob's burgers together sometimes during their downtime

soap's fav bob's burgers character is gene

price's is teddy

gaz's is tina

ghost's is both louise and bob

könig's is linda

horangi's is mort and kuchi kopi

[bladesmitten]

i finally did it... i finished the OC associations game that @bladeofavernus tagged me in 😭

i'm so late to doing this so anyone who wants to do this, consider yourself tagged!!!

i'll be doing this one with my durge ajax, half-elf vengeance paladin! (this made me realize i don't have a lot of screenshots or gifs of him solo LMAO)

Animal: big dogs… woof... idk what breed specifically, i'm open to suggestions ;_;

Colors: pink and blue

Songs: Laughing with a Mouth of Blood by St. Vincent, Bird Song by Florence + the Machine, WTF? by OK Go, Human by Daughter

Number: multiples of 4

Plants: bougainvillea, hawthorn, touch-me-not (makahiya)

Smells: metallic scents, sterile alcohol, the scent of good food cooking, flowers

Gemstone: garnet, rose quartz

Time of day: midnight to dawn

Season: autumn

Places: open wide fields, mountains, the underdark

Food: he loves a good hearty beef stew (and it's also his go-to recipe), anything savoury

Drinks: distilled liquor, orange juice

Element: water

Seasonings: oregano, cinnamon, nutmeg

Sky: sunset when the sky turns pink and gold

Weather: a cool and sunny day

Magical power: divine smite, lay on hands

Weapons: SWOOOOOOORDS BABYYYYYY (sometimes with a shield)

Candy: sour candies

Method of long distance travel: walking (everywhere is walking distance to him)

Art style: thick lines and big shapes

Fear: claustrophobia

Mythological creature: werewolves, gryphons, dragons

Piece of stationery: tape

Three emojis: ⚔️💥🌺

Celestial body: a comet hurtling across the sky

[ask-shane]

Have you ever eaten any traditional ukrainian food?

My favourites are халадетс (probably spelt that wrong lmaooooo) which is a savoury jelly with meat chunks in it, and квас, fermented bread that is a fizzy drink.

(Photos are the listed items btw)

(pronounced, haladetz [халадетс] and kvass [квас])

those are interesting dishes. you said they’re traditional to your culture?

i’d try almost any food at least once. i’m into interesting, and even controversial creations… like the strange bun recipe i sent you in the mail the other day.

[petermorwood]

That’s a Parsnip Pie. (@dduane​’s own blogpost is here.)

She read a tweet about it that worked as a cooking prompt, leading to this Twitter thread.

The thread includes a link to this article, whose writer didn’t like it for various reasons including its appearance (pies with a lattice rather than a lid are apparently Just Not Right) and a recipe whose ingredients seem out of whack, with far too much lemon and not enough everything else except parsnip.

(I later found this article, whose writer seems much more in favour.)

Both articles make a comparison to pumpkin pie: a veggie-based egg custard with such a characteristic taste that “Pumpkin Spice” exists in its own right. However, pumpkin is much more bland than parsnip.

The “Food and Cooking of the Middle Kingdoms” project - set in a world where potatoes don’t exist and other roots take their place - has shown parsnips to have a noticeable pepperiness that’s easier to make use of than ignore.

It’s also easier to make use of in a savoury dish like “Coiner’s Bake” (adapted Pommes Dauphinoise) than in something sweet.

At least until DD made this pie.

All the details are in that Twitter link, but in short, rather than trying to hide the parsnip pepperiness, she worked with it by adding Long Pepper to the spice mix.

She also avoided excessive sourness by reducing the lemons from two to a half, then gave a different tang with grated root ginger not dry powder.

All this dialled the “taste” of the dish back from 1954 and past those Regency literary references of 1810. It’s now far closer to the flavours of medieval recipes we’ve made.

However, it’s not pumpkin pie, so it’s better not to make vague comparisons that might set up tastebuds for something they won’t get.

This is parsnip pie. And it’s good.

To our collective surprise, while we’ve got “English Food” (Jane Grigson), “The Cookery of England” (Elizabeth David) and ”Food and Drink in Britain” (C. Anne Wilson), we don’t have a copy of Dorothy Hartley’s book “Food in England”.

That’ll be put right ASAP.

[anitalianfrie]

The potluck of nightmares: Italians on the grid edition

First of all, they don't arrange who is bringing what. Whoever was tasked with bringing the meat for the barbecue severely overestimates the amount necessary. Nobody actually knows how to use the grill and just making it functional takes around one hour. More than one sausage ends up directly into the charcoal, and there is one incident with a wasp's nest hanging directly onto the grill that somehow nobody noticed. The only thing brought is a giant bowl of insalata di riso, and not even the proper one but the one made with condiriso. Bez loudly (and rightly) complains about this, stating that the condiriso sucks, but the only thing he brought were three six packs of peroni. Since they didn't arrange anything, Mig brought even more beer and one (1) watermelon. There is no water. Nobody brought plastic cups or plates. Diggia states he must make some carbonara because he's from Rome and his carbonara is super good and the only right recipe (false. Everybody knows how to make carbonara). Somebody's mom cought wind of this event and asked her son if he wanted to her to make something, and when she got a negative response she made it anyway so there is a savoury pie which is one of the few things edible. Pecco brings a cake he bought at the supermarket that tastes like pure chemicals. Cele brings one (1) bottle of té al limone that he bought solely because he wanted to drink it.

[constance-beckman]

Heartache

Pairings: Mihawk x Fem!Reader

Summary: Mihawk's longtime lover died

Warnings: Angst, implied death (no specifics), character death, alcoholism (ambiguous), ooc Mihawk

Stepping onto the weathered dock felt different this time, compared to many times before for the golden eyed swordsman.

This time there would be no warmth welcoming him back to the castle, no fire burning in the dining hall, no sweet humming in the kitchen along with the savoury smell of her cooking. There was no warmth in his life since she left, it's been almost a year since she left and the swordsman hasn't stepped foot in his castle since.

There was no use calling it his home anymore if she wasn't wrapped in his arms in the library, snuggled up on a couch, in front of the fireplace enjoying their favourite wine, each other's company and a good book.

He has attempted many times before to walk through the large doors, but every time before he turned back around with a heavy heart, promising that one day he would return and walk through the doors.

The first time he tried 10 months ago he didn't even get within a kilometre of the island's waters, just staring at the menacing castle in the distance that was no longer his home. Every few weeks he would come again and again, everytime getting just a bit closer. He would get to the end of the beach then turn back to his boat, walk through the forest...turn around, walk through city ruins...turn around...walk to the gothic metal gate of the castle...turn around...and finally walk up to the front doors but he would still turn around, until one day he held the door of the castle open just a crack but still turned around, leaving the heavy door to shut by itself.

Every attempt he made in the past 10 months rushing through his mind a mile a second, it all mushed together into a blur until finally he noticed he was finally in the castle once he heard the doors close shut behind him. Tears gathered in his eyes when he smelled your perfume still hanging heavily in the air, oh god how he missed it so he thought to himself as he gathered up as much courage as he could and walked through the large foyer towards the kitchen.

Once he stepped in his mind was engulfed with memories of himself and his lover, cooking together and trying a new recipe, some better than others, he even cracked the smallest of smiles when he remembered the time where they got a little too distracted with each other and let the food burn, both claiming it was the others fault it happened, in the end they made do with what they could salvage and spent the rest of the night in eachothers arms in the library exchanging sweet words and light kisses between each other until they fell asleep, with sickly sweet smiles on their faces.

Breaking out of his trance, his honey golden eyes as she once described them, glassing over as his tears finally fell leaving tear stains to dry on his face shortly but they would only disappear as more and more kept coming, desperately did he need a drink, but not to savour it like he used to with her, but to make him forget his pain and even the love and happiness because all it did now was bring misery that would leave his heart aching to be with it's other half again. Struggling with tear blurred vision he pulled open the cork from a wine bottle, but the second the bottle reached his lips and the red liquid flowed he knew his once favourite was now soiled, tasting bitter and sour like everything that revolved around her, everything he once loved and enjoyed was taken along with her as nothing was the same without her.

In the rest of his living days he was no longer the world's greatest swordsman, he was no warlord, no pirate, and he became a nobody, he disappeared off the face of the earth where everyone thought he had died but, he lived, he lived for her but he could not truly live without her as she was the one who put the stars and the moon up in the night sky to lead him straight in the darkness of the night.

One night in his old age before sleep took over he knew he would not wake the next morning he remembered the words people would tell him "they're in a better place." He always hated that sentiment when she belonged there with him, but she would finally be his arms once more where they belonged.

The End

This made me tear up when I proof read

[otmaaromanovas]

What is the Romanov family's favorite food? Do they like sweet 🍩 or salty 🍕things?

Hello there! Thank you for your question.

Olga, Tatiana, Maria, Anastasia, and Alexei seem to have had a preference for sweet things! One of the palace staff, Jim Hercules, would bring back bags of sweets for the children when he went back home on holiday to America.

Alexei's favourite food was blini, a sweet pancake-like food. He wrote in his diary about eating sixteen of them in one sitting!

Nicholas preferred more savoury food, simple Russian meals of vegetables, breaded meat, and black bread.

Alexandra preferred food without meat for religious reasons, when her health allowed. She also loved to drink coffee.

More information. including menus used by the family and recipes, has been collected by Helen Azar in her recent book, 'Lunch on the Balcony'.

[yesunova-xiv]

The Real Steppe: Udgans & Böös

On the Azim Steppe we encounter some udgans like Sadu Dotharl and Tumulun Mol. What is an udgan and why is there 'böö' in the title?

A 'böö' is a shaman, whereas an 'udgan' is a shamaness. Talking about shamanism on the Eurasian steppe is a big topic. So at the end, I'm going to recommend some extra reading for those who want to delve deeper.

Overview

When we talk about shamanism on the Eurasian steppe we tend to be talking about practitioners belonging to Tengrism, which is the religion practiced by many Mongolians but expands out of Mongolia's borders, such as into Siberia.

The main principles around Tengrism revolve around the sky gods, known as the Tengri, but also around animism and nature.

There is a whole perspective of the cosmos through Tengerism, which a person's 'ger' or 'yurt' can serve as a map, so where things are placed is important, and there are rituals that may be performed within them. With animism there are spirits in all things, so there is a connection everywhere. Milk is seen as holy water in their traditions and milk products are often used as offerings to spirits. Arkhi (vodka made from milk) and kumis (fermented milk) also get used. There is an interesting implication I will come to with some of the lore of the Azim Steppe here.

For the sake of this post, I want to focus on a few points that can be related to FFXIV. Those main focuses are:

Types of Shamanism

Milk & also it's relation to the Ugund

Souls, Afterlife and Reincarnation, with ties to the Dotharl

But this only touches the surface of a much bigger topic.

Types of Shamanism

Tengri Shamanism is split out into 3 types, though we do not really see them explored in Final Fantasy XIV and their udgans, but I think they can leave some room for speculative analysis.

The three types are: yellow, black and white.

Black Shamans:

They get the name from the direction they drew their power and they are supported by black deities and spirits and they also worship their ancestors. They intended to overcome evil by pitting might against might.

White Shamans:

They personified humanity and their practices related to deed and called upon peaceful masters from the white side and directing their worship in that direction. They have people commune with nature and earth spirits and pacifying any angry ones.

Yellow Shamans:

There were introduced in Mongolia by the spread of Tibetan Buddhism, it is closer to white shamanism but incorporates Buddhist beliefs and practices.

Reinterpreting for FFXIV:

Sadu's job/class is represented as Black Mage, though she is referred to as an Udgan. But in the world of Final Fantasy XIV, certain 'jobs' appear in different parts of the world under different names and practices. Like Warriors with their berserking and the Chaghan tribe and the Will of Karash. Or how Geomancers of the East are like conjurers of the West. So with Sadu she appears to be a black mage. And pitting might against might sounds like her thing and also true of black mages with the Void. Unlike Black Mages we do not see Sadu draw power from the Void. But I feel Sadu's magic would be more in tune with the concepts of Black Shamanism.

On the note of White Shamanism. There's the calling upon peaceful masters, communing with nature and earth, which sounds very White Mage/Conjurer like. Though I sincerely doubt there are any intended connections, but these may be the kind of connections I tend to think about when writing a character related to the steppe (as an RPer).

The Significance of Milk

In FFXIV we have reference to some of the milk-based drinks you will find in Mongolia. There is kumis, arkhi and steppe tea. Ever wondered why they put Ala Mhigan salt crystals in the crafted recipe for Steppe Tea? It's likely because it's based on 'Suutei Tsai', which is the name given to a savoury tea from Mongolia, which is very milky and savoury (hence the salt).

But in terms of religious practices, if you see arkhi served in a ger in Mongolia, you might see somebody dip their finger in and offer some arkhi vodka to the sky, the earth and to their forehead. This is an offering made to the spirits that may be done before they drink it. There's many ceremonies that involve milk as holy water, such as at weddings where they may drink kumis or milk from respective families to the bride and groom or during shamanistic rituals.

On the Azim Steppe there is also a tradition relating to milk and that's with the Ugund tribe. Their flavour text is below:

When members of this tribe die, their heads are removed from their bodies and placed in a jar of fermented goat milk. Once the liquid has been drunk by the head (in other words, evaporated), the head is then buried under an anthill so that the tiny workers can carry the spirit to the afterlife. The journey is thought to be a terrible one, the road filled with ghosts of the damned, so ensuring the spirit is drunk helps ease the journey.

At first glance it looks like the idea is that the spirit finds comfort in their journey to the afterlife by being intoxicated, but it does specify milk. Given it 'holy' nature, I expect this would provide a boon to the dead spirits of ugund in their journey.

The 3 Souls & 3 Worlds

I find the 3 souls concept of Tengrism interesting, though it can be more than 3 souls depending on beliefs, but in short, each of us have at least three souls within us, the suns, suld and ami.

The suld sits in our crown chakra whilst the suns and ami sit in our chest. The suns and ami have to be in balance with each other, else you may be susceptible to illness. A shaman is able to perform rituals that help rebalance them. It is also possible for suns and ami to become disembodied, but the suld is vital to life and you will die if you lose it. If the suns and ami are gone for a period of time then you will fall ill.

Suld - This resides in nature after death. This is vital to life, without it, you will die. This has a connection to father heaven and the tengger that live there. It's the most individualised and it is your nature spirit. It carries no past-life experiences but develops characteristics to distinguish you from other people, like your charisma and dignity.

Suns - Reincarnates after death. This contributes to the formation of your personality and carries the collective experiences of past lives. It's also comes from the lower world and in death will return there and may also return as a ghost. The suns has the strongest past-life memories. But significantly evil suns may end up extinguished forever. The suns can temporarily leave the body and sometimes wander as far as the lower world.

Ami - This is the body soul, which also reincarnates after death. It is called the 'breath' soul, if it exits the body it'll result in illness. It returns to the world tree in death and roosts in the tree branches between heaven and earth in the form of a bird. They tend to reincarnate through relatives and carry genetic or ancestral memory and these enter the body at birth.

As we reference three worlds here too: they are comprise of the upper, middle and lower worlds, which I referenced in my post on Morin Khuur with its symbolism. The upper world is represented by the heavens and the lower world can possess evil and malicious spirits and has more superstition and taboo surrounding it. The crossing over into the lower world is also represented as crossing a river.

There's a few nuggets of information I've represented above that may elicit some connections. So I will break them down.

The idea of the suns and ami souls reincarnating can maybe be related to the Dotharl, where only the udgan can tell a person's previous life, this remains consistent with the point that in Tengrism only shamans can see these souls. Could it be that the Dotharl follow the 'suns' soul and sense its past lives to know who it once belonged to and help them learn who they were and continue their life in a new body?

The talk of the Ugund journey to the afterlife being filled with the ghost of the damned could be referencing the suns of the lower world.

And one can draw a comparison to the lower world and life stream if you wanted, though there is not causal relationship here in Final Fantasy lore, but the similarity can make for comparison. But of course, something like this in Final Fantasy could have been inspired by something like the River Styx, as it's not an exclusively Tengri imagery used for passing into a lower world

Learn More:

This is a huge topic and this post scratches the surface, but I thought these were interesting aspects that have some references (some loose) in FFXIV's lore.

This is a pretty good online resource, the author is a Tenger Shaman and I also have a copy of their book, which covers much of what's on there as well as some of the rituals: http://buryatmongol.org/a-course-in-mongolian-shamanism/

And a video of a Tenger Shaman talking about his profession:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DONJywWRjf4

[s-nebul0sa]

New Year’s Resolutions

Read on AO3 (instead) 

As Kara shoves the last of her half-dirty-but-not-dirty-enough-to-launder-yet-clothes in the bottom of her closet, the bell rings. She hurries over to the door to open it.

“Lena!” Kara greets her enthusiastically.

Lena is smiling softly. One hand is hidden behind her back and with a small swing she reveals it holding a green glass bottle with golden neck.

“I know you told me not to bring anything,” Lena says, “but I couldn’t just show up empty-handed. So I brought something to drink.”

“Ooooh, champagne.” Kara accepts the bottle and shows Lena inside.

Familiar with Kara’s place, Lena takes off her coat and shoes and puts them next to the door. She makes her way inside, lingering near the kitchen island to wait for Kara.

“Wait, Kara,” Lena says with surprise in her voice, “it smells amazing here! What did you make?”

“I made us a savoury pie for dinner,” Kara explains, a proud smile appearing on her face. “All credits to Eliza’s grandmother for the recipe, though.”

“I can’t wait to taste it,” Lena says, taking a peek inside the oven to look at the meal.

“You’ll have to wait another–” Kara looks at the alarm she set on her phone– “fifteen minutes.”

“I think I can manage that,” Lena answers, licking her lips but dragging herself away from the kitchen to settle down on the couch.

“Do you want something to drink?” Kara asks.

“Just water for now.” Lena pulls one of Kara’s blankets from the back of the couch and tucks her legs underneath it.

Ever since Lena started coming over, Kara knows to keep blankets on hand. Lena would not ask for them, but every time there is one, she makes herself comfortable under it. Kara can tell she enjoys having a blanket available, so Kara supplies. And tonight, Kara is extra willing to supply because thanks to Lena she is not stuck alone on New Year’s Eve. Or third-wheeling a couple doing things she does not want to do. Like be quiet all night at Alex and Kelly’s because Esmé is still too young to stay up all night. Or go to Mars with J’onn and M’gann. Or worst of all, watch a horror movie marathon with Brainy and Nia. No, thank you very much. Kara much prefers the hand she was dealt tonight.

Kara fills two glasses with water and puts them on the coffee table before she settles in next to Lena on the couch. Lena lifts the blanket to make room for Kara and allow her to scoot closer and share the soft warmth by throwing the blanket over both of them.

“Do you want to watch a movie?” Kara asks, knowing they still have some hours to kill before midnight.

“Yes,” Lena replies, “but you pick.” Last time Kara made Lena pick and they ended up watching a very strange movie that neither of them understood or enjoyed but were somehow determined to watch until the end. That was two hours of their lives they are never getting back.

Kara laughs and picks up the remote. “Sure.”

They spend a while scrolling through the options. Kara has a backlog of movies on her to watch list and most of them are ones she wants to watch with Lena. Eventually they settle on one that seems enjoyable enough and fitting the festive mood of New Year’s Eve. By the time Kara selects it, her alarm goes off.

“Perfect timing,” she comments before getting up to get the pie from the oven.

“Do you need help?” Lena asks from the couch.

“No, I’m good. I only need help eating it.” Kara opens the oven and pulls out a perfectly golden-crusted pie. She puts it on the stovetop and grabs to plate and a knife. With it, she cuts two pieces of pie and puts them on the plate. She adds cutlery and brings the food back to the couch so they can eat dinner whilst watching the movie.

Lena takes her own plate and hungrily looks at the food. It is steaming hot, so she is forced to wait a moment before she can take a bite. She sticks her fork in it, takes off a small piece and blows on it to cool it down faster. Kara is not stopped by human things such as heat or burning, so she goes ahead and takes a big bite herself.

The pie is delicious, if she may say so herself.

Eventually, Lena’s pie has cooled down enough for her to safely take a bite without scorching off her taste buds. She hums low in appreciation and Kara can feel it deep in her soul. She loves the unspoken compliment.

They start the movie and finish eating their dinner while they watch. After the movie, they turn on some random game show on tv that neither of them hate. They eat snacks and make jokes about the show’s contestants, fabricating fictional lives for them and wondering who owns chicken and who is the most hated person of their neighbourhood.

Before they know it, midnight is closing in on them. When the game show ends, the tv turns to a programme recounting the highlights of the year with a countdown clock in the corner. Ten minutes left now.

Lena opens up the bottle she brought while Kara gets them champagne flutes to drink from. They both finish a glass before it is actually midnight.

“To taste test,” Kara excuses them.

Lena nods agreeingly and fills their glasses back up again.

The show on the tv stops their summary of the year and now only contains a clock in big font.

00:10

Kara smiles.

00:09

Lena leans back a little on the couch.

00:08

Kara leans forward to quickly devour the last of the snacks on the table.

00:07

Lena amusedly shakes her head at Kara.

00:06

Kara smiles goofily.

00:05

Lena picks up her champagne from the coffee table.

00:04

Kara follows suit and picks up her own glass.

00:03

Both of them sit back and make themselves comfortable again.

00:02

Kara sighs.

00:01

They look each other deep in the eye, before quickly looking back to the tv when the staring feels too intense.

00:00

Fireworks, cheers, and laughter sound from outside the apartment. Kara and Lena clink their glasses together.

“Happy new year!” they both say before they take a few sips from their glasses.

In silence, they finish their drinks and fill them up again. To break the silence, that is starting to feel a little uncomfortable, Kara asks: “So you have any new years resolutions?”

“No,” says Lena with a small laugh. “I haven’t done one in ages. Do you?”

“Yes,” Kara answers, her words bolder than her feelings. Is she really doing this? Maybe it’s the alcohol talking, knowing Lena the champagne is secretly something really strong.

“Care to share?” Lena pries, putting her elbow on the back of the couch and curiously turning towards Kara.

“Okay.” Kara takes a small breath and turns slightly red. She looks down and then looks Lena straight in the eye. “My New Years resolution is to find out if you want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you.”

Lena raises a single eyebrow. Turns almost equally red and falters for a moment. Kara has never seen Lena falter and her mind races with the reasons Lena could react this way. Half of the options are good, the other half… not so much.

Kara doesn’t have to wonder for long.

“Probably,” Lena admits.

Kara’s eyes light up.

“Really?” she can hardly believe it.

Lena only nods, looking away shyly.

“Can I kiss you?” Kara asks quietly.

Lena’s answer comes in the form of her lips pressed onto Kara. A hand on Kara’s neck. Kara pulls Lena closer by the waist and deepens the kiss. Best January 1st ever, if you were to ask either of them.

It would take until the next morning for Kara to realise that the bottle of champagne Lena brought was completely alcohol-free and her boldness was all her. Maybe she should bring her boldness to the table more often if it ends in her getting what she wants.

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Marmite is a British savoury food spread based on yeast extract, invented by the German scientist Justus von Liebig. It is made from by-products of beer brewing (lees) and is produced by the British company Unilever. Marmite is a vegan source of B vitamins, including supplemental vitamin B12. A traditional method of use is to spread it very thinly on buttered toast.

Marmite has traditionally been eaten as a savoury spread on bread, toast, savoury biscuits or crackers, and other similar baked products. Owing to its concentrated taste, it is often spread very thinly in combination with butter or margarine. It can be made into a savoury hot drink by adding one teaspoon to a mug of hot water, much like Oxo or Bovril. It is also commonly used to enrich casseroles and stews.

Marmite is often paired with cheese—for example, in a cheese sandwich or a cheese-flavoured biscuit such as Mini Cheddars. In the UK, Starbucks offers a cheese and Marmite panini. There are Marmite-flavored varieties of Walkers Crisps, and of some brands of rice cakes and biscuits.

Marmite has also been used as an ingredient in cocktails, including the Marmite Cocktail and the Marmite Gold Rush.

Celebrity chefs have created signature Marmite-flavored recipes: Nigella Lawson has one for Marmite spaghetti, and Heston Blumenthal has one for Marmite consommé.

In 2020, Marmite launched a campaign on Instagram—“The Great Marmite Experiment”—-encouraging people to share their Marmite-flavored recipes. The many entries in response included roast potatoes, beef Wellington and cookies.

In Malaysia, Singapore and Hong Kong, Marmite is enjoyed stirred into congee (rice porridge), and in an intensely savory Malaysian dish (local Chinese dish) called Marmite Chicken, consisting of fried pieces of chicken tossed in a Marmite sauce.

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Cuisine de Provence

If you want to add a generous bit of sunshine to your meals, then I suggest trying your hand at la Cuisine de Provence. Fragrant with herbs like thyme, rosemary or basil, colourful with fresh vegetables, these recipes celebrate the fish and seafood of the French Riviera and the quality meat of l'arrière-pays! As I am spending a week's holiday in Provence, I intend to enjoy everything la Côte d'Azur has to offer, from bathing in the Mediterranean Sea to the delicious gastronomy! Try these recipes, if you want to follow me!

Drinks

Pastis  

Limoncello Spritz 

Lavender Liqueur 

Appetizers

Rouille 

Anchoïade 

Parmesan Aïoli 

Green Olive Tapenade

Aïoli 

Baguettes 

Roasted Garlic, Thyme, Olive and Tomato Plait

Entrées

Garden Pistou Soup (Vegan)

Salade Niçoise 

Provençal Roasted Chicken 

Meat

Provençal Burger 

Niçoise Stuffed Zucchini

Fish

Prawn Pasta à la Marseillaise 

Anchovy Stuffed Courgettes 

Rosemary Roasted Tuna 

Brandade de Morue (Codfish Potato Bake) 

Sage and Lemon Sardines 

Red Mullet and Aubergine Burgers 

Rosemary and Basil Sardines 

Roasted Sardines

Sides

Poêlée Provençale (Sautéed Aubergines and Peppers) 

Tian (Vegan)

Tomatoes Provençal

Ratatouille

Savoury Pies and Tarts

Tourte aux Blettes

Condiments

Herbes de Provence 

Desserts

Lavender Apricot Tart 

Peach and Apricot Charlotte

Ice Cream

Lavender Ice Cream 

Lavender Apricot Sorbet (Vegan)

Lavender Apricot Ice Cream Cups

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December 8th: Pie

Cooking with Loki

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Who doesn’t love a pie? Sweet, savoury, home made, on the terraces before the football kicks off. All of those are amazing & it’s now cold & we need comfort food right now.

Loki isn’t sure how to share this first pie. His custard is glistening & his latte is nice & hot for him to drink. But he can hear the purring behind him. They can smell it & are hoping to scoop up the crumbs themselves. You walk in & hand loki a knife. “I know you’ve given the knives up baby, but we need a clean slice each”.

This Loki is ready to put this pie in the oven. But he looks concerned. Why is he adding cream now? Has he missed something. Even the cat looks concerned. It rolls its eyes as loki says outloud the recipe for the 3rd time in 2minutes. It’s only after the 5th time that loki realised he is wearing his mother’s apron.

Two pies for loki. Both steaming hot. Both crisp. Both smelling the room so much. He’s just trying to help the steam out before he takes them to the table. You get the cutlery to set the table to eat pudding. “Smells delicious loki” you say. “I hope so” he replies “I hope it’s as delicious as me”. “Nothing is as delicious as your lips loki… well except your custard”

This final loki doenst want to dish his pie up. It’s Instagram ready. The little smirk says it all. He’s proud. He doesn’t actually care if when you start eating you don’t like it. He’s just proud he has made all of this from scratch. His apron maybe a mess but it’s all been made of love. Even the cat is standing away, it knows not to mess with Lokis creation.

Thanks as always for the viewing peoples. I hope you are enjoying these.