#dish of the day

[bitzsims]

Sweet smells of baked goods fill up the kitchen as Annaleia produces a chocolate cake with a gorgeous decoration of frosting but her favorite seems to be a small batch of brownies with a very unique topping.

After she finishes, she leaves the cake and the brownies to cool.

DOTD: Galaxy Brownies

[tilbageidanmark]

A large Basque Cheesecake

[dougielombax]

Yeah there’s this amazing new restaurant just down the road.

The dish of the day actually WANTS you to eat him.

See.

Obviously they don’t serve him live.

You just get to meet him first.

[blossomroom]

Qué gran almorzadero es Versalles. Lugar tan hermoso en el que uno comparte sopa, seco y parva con Manuel Mejía, Gonzalo Arango, Borges, el DIM y don Leo. 

Medellín, mayo de 2023

[teaboot]

As someone who grew up with "I'm not going to praise you for doing what's expected of you; that's not being good, that's doing the bare minimum" I want to encourage you to celebrate every little thing you can. Everything that takes energy and effort should be appreciated and you're allowed to be happy about trying.

[godbirdart]

watching america's election year unfold from a country whose politicians are constantly trying to copy america's homework in every worst possible way:

[foldingfittedsheets]

My mom has this awful friend, Cynthia. My loathing goes deep enough that I’m not even going to change her name. If she ever finds this she knows what she did.

On multiple occasions my mom asked this horrible irresponsible chicken brained woman to watch after our animals while we were away. I don’t know why once wasn’t enough, because the first failure was so spectacular that anyone in their right mind would know she couldn’t be trusted with any level of responsibility or direction following.

You might be thinking to yourself, FFS, this level of antipathy is surely unwarranted! But you’d be wrong.

To set the scene, we were living in downstairs of our house when I was about fifteen. My mom has always wanted more animals than can reasonably be kept indoors which is how we ended up with three cats. When she wanted to kick them all outside I protested, and so all three cats lived in my bedroom with no access to the rest of the house.

That really wasn’t great, so in an attempt to give them options we made a window cutout with a cat door in it to give them access to the outdoors. Looking back on this as an environmentally conscious adult it’s wretched, cats should be indoor only, but at the time I was desperate to give them some freedom because one bedroom is too small for three cats.

So my parents and I went on a week long trip to visit family out of state. We told Cynthia to come feed and water the cats, and to scoop the litter box. Most importantly, don’t lock the handle of the door, because we only have the key to the deadbolt.

I’m sure you can see where this is going.

Cynthia locked us out. We arrived home after 12 hours on the road, desperate for the comfort of our own beds. We were met with an unyielding door. With a sigh I volunteered, “I can punch in the cat door and climb in the window.”

I slipped behind the bamboo outside my window and pushed in the cutout. A horrible insidious reek wafted out at me. I paused, prickling with foreboding. But I had a job to do, and by god I’d see it through. I hefted myself up into the window and my hand immediately landed in something wet.

Skin crawling, I pulled myself up and surveyed the darkened room as a miserable odor of decay and suffering poured out of the room around me. I could see dark shapes littering the carpet and it didn’t take a genius to guess that the cats had taken up hunting in a big way during my absence.

I pulled my hand out of the pile of vomit it had landed in and dropped into my onetime bedroom turned now into a hellpit of decomposing wretchedness. I turned on the light. I wished I had not turned on the light.

My eyes scanned across the floor, tallying as they went. Two dead birds, a dead baby rabbit, five dead mice, and one dead snake. I paused on my alarm clock, perplexed to see a stain of white on it. I stepped closer and saw a furtive movement.

The tally suddenly contained also: one live bird that had shit in several places, probably in pure terror to find itself trapped in a room littered with decomposing woodland creatures, which honestly, fair. I coaxed it out the window and finished the survey with five discrete piles of vomit.

I unlocked the door and let my parents in. They exclaimed in disgust at the horrible smell. We stood together in my doorway floored by the magnitude of neglect. The unscooped litter box was a subtle footnote in the tangible reek my living space. I disposed of the parade of ecological disaster, cleaned vomit, and scooped the box after a brutally long day on the road. The cats were fine, and happy to see me. They had a huge dish or food and water so Cynthia’s neglect at least hadn’t harmed them.

Then I slept on the couch while my bedroom aired out, the windows flung wide to dispel the uneasy ghosts of the hunted. I spent the whole night cursing Cynthia’s name for this evil she’d visited upon me. When my mom asked her, "Cynthia, didn't you see the dead animals?"

Cynthia responded, "Yes, they smelled so bad, I just ran in and out as fast as I could." I fully don't believe she did any caretaking, and I'm personally of the opinion that she locked herself out on the first day and never came back.

The next day my room had returned to a habitable level of smellscape and I gratefully crawled into my bed that night. I stretched out and froze as my foot brushed something cold and wet?

The final indignity: one last dead snake, inside my very sheets.

Fucking Cynthia.

[steddielations]

We all agree Steve has the biggest praise kink ever, he absolutely does, but in the meantime, Eddie’s just getting off free, walking around openly saying that flattery works on him

Let's talk about how Eddie ‘hides behind his hair and holds back a smile at the smallest compliment’ Munson, would be fighting for his life dating Steve 'holds hands during sex, randomly says you're beautiful, turns on his charm like a secret weapon, confident sweet talker no matter how lame he looks' Harrington.

Eddie's probably used to people being entertained by him, but not being endeared, and now he has Steve fucking Harrington winking at him after Hellfire, looking at him like he’s something special even when he's sweaty and has Mountain Dew sticky fingers, casually saying, "Why did they ever call me the King when you look that good up there on your throne, hm?” It’s a miracle Eddie isn’t constantly falling to his knees. Sometimes Steve’s compliments get Eddie so flustered that he just has to hide his face in Steve's neck and bite him.

[bitzsims]

Finally settled and ready to eat, Annaleia can now let her mind wander again to the fact that she got to meet her celebrity crush face to face.

DOTD: Asparagus Penne Pasta

[fudgelling-away]

Little anomalies are inspired by @htsan awesome design! ♡

Part 2: [CLICK]

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What will you do?

wash the dishes

tell him to kick rocks no, come on, don't be like that.

Come on, do the dishes. For Sans.

Vacuum the carpet. Mop the floor. Do the laundry.

Take the trashbags out. Guys, what are you doing? Take that one back in. That one stays.

Huh? What about me? Yes, he convinced me. Look at me breezing through the chores. Thanks Sans, I needed that.

angry clatter of dishes against the sink

Thank you very very much.

[thatoneacecryptid]

Ya know, Dracula is a horror, that’s for sure, however it CAN also be read as a comedy in places and I think that’s wonderful

[demacianpuppet]

Kabru’s behavior in Dungeon meshi is absolute bonkers if you look from a logical standpoint.

Kabru really wants to get know Laois, which keeps on ignoring him on the surface at every turn.

Then, in the dungeon, he finally gets the chance to talk to him, while Laois gets into fight with his former colleague and then half their party gets wiped out by Laois’ transformed sister. And after that Laois unintentionally brushes into Kabru’s trauma by making a dish out of a monster, Laois’ special interest and Kabru’s trauma.

And despite everything, Kabru does everything to help and protect Laois and his party from now on.

For a person who at this point theatrically should still fall into the “crush” category.

While Kabru’s past and his dislike of the canaries and elves generally plays a role for his behavior as well, Laois is the biggest motivation for his action.

No matter that, even if a wrong decision could cost so many lives, some he had sworn to never allow to repeat itself, he still does everything to help Laois and keep him from harm.

Absolute insane behavior from him.

[lavellaned]

There���s a lot of contradictory things about Solas but one of them that is endlessly amusing to me is how he is simultaneously well mannered but also an absolute dick.

When an Orlesian noble throws a glass of wine in his face, he handles the situation so well it impresses Josephine, he’s kind of a stickler for only calling people by their hard-earned titles, and somehow earns the reputation throughout Skyhold as being mild-mannered (LMFAO).

But then he also says ‘fuck you suck a wolf dick’ (depending on how you want to translate it) directly to Sera’s face, picks fight with Bull on the regular, goes for Vivienne’s throat nearly every time they talk, and tells the inquisitor that he genuinely believes their entire race are so barbaric that they’re barely people.

So there are two possibilities: One, the reason that he is able to be fuckin savage and just downright rude is BECAUSE he’s genuinely well versed in proper manners and politeness and therefore knows very well what isn’t, or Two, there is a separation in his mind between Courtly Manners and Real Life Interpersonal Manners and he just genuinely doesn’t realize how some of the things he says sound because they’re not part of ~The Game~ and I can’t decide which one is more funny.

[ghostly-cabbage]

We need to talk about the worst thing about making AUs....

The fact that then when you inevitably think about crossovers you don't want the crossover with the canon you want it with your specific AU. Your brain worms, your circus, but THEN WHAT?

Oh, yeah, to understand this crossover you need to go read this entirely different fic/series? Girl help 😭 you can't do that

[yourdependente]