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lolly-dolli · 7 months

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Here's what you're gonna do.

You're gonna go down to your local Aldi's, buy a 24oz bag of frozen mango chunks, a bag of rice, and two cans of black beans.

If you don't already have them; salt, lime or lemon juice and cumin; maybe some meal prep tupperware. Pouch tuna if you like that stuff.

Once home, put that bag of mango chunks in a bowl full of warm water so they defrost. Don't pen it. The bag needs to stay closed. This'll make sense later.

Prepare enough water in a pot to cook two cups of that rice. Make sure the pot's big. Big enough to hold way more rice than you expect there to be. Add a teaspoon of cumin, two tablespoons lime or lemon juice, salt according to preference. Pat of butter.

Boil. Make sure the butler's melted. Stir to combine.

Add your rice. Cook according to rice bag.

If you have a protein, you can cook that now. 20-30 minutes at your disposal. If not, that's why we got the second can of beans for.

I recommend Aldi's tuna steaks - quick to defrost, 5 bucks for 2-3. Lean protein. Real nice. Creme de la crumb's tuna marinade also works real nice if you have the energy.

A pouch of tuna's just as good functionally.

Less mercury that way.

You can mix it in that if you want, too.

Strain your beans. Conserve a little bean water for the rice if you want.

Your rice is done.

Add your beans. Twice as many if you're feeling like it'll be a bad week. Two or three pouch tunas too if you want a little extra.

If you have the lemon pepper kind you can probably nix the citrus juice.

Now we go back to your mango. If all's worked correctly, the warm water should've thawed them somewhat, the heat warming the air in the bag.

Dump 'em in, turn the burner to low heat. Stir until well combined.

Portion out into Tupperware.

You've got a good couple meals right there. Even more as side dishes if you have the energy to cook chicken nuggets or fish or veggies or whatever.

Lunch. Breakfast. Dinner.

Carbs to keep you awake and moving.

Protein to fuel your muscles.

Bit of fiber to push it all through your guts easier.

Citric acid to avoid the scurvy.

Can be eaten hot or cold, and the shit's good, too.

You're gonna have something tasty to eat whether you can operate a microwave or not this week.

That's what you're gonna do.

#adhd hacks #recipe #depression hacks #cooking hacks #cooking #you deserve better than a simple beige diet.#i had a lot of fun cooking this old favorite with my boyfriend this weekend.#the bag of mango was way bigger than we needed for one meal so they helped me prep cook some emergency dinner #this one is pretty simple in prep so if you can grocery shop and make mac and cheese this shouldn't be too much #it's a bit more pricey the first time around but getting a big bag of rice cuts this cost significantly.#fresh mango works too but frozen is cheaper #more cost effective and requires less spoons #canned beans are thankfully dirt cheap #pouch tuna is also wicked good lean protien-wise and $0.50-1 a pouch for store brand is a great way to eat #take care of yourselves friends. slowly building up the energy to put the effort you deserve into yourself doesn't have to start big.#it doesn't have to hurt. baby steps where you can take them are steps nonetheless.

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softquietsteadylove · 5 months

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Me again! Could I maybe request a follow up to the lawyer/Thena raising her sisters au? The first one was so good and I'd love to see what happens when Gil comes over to make the lasagna. Thank you :)

"Hey!"

Gil looked up from chopping, just barely catching two heads ducking down behind the back of the couch again to resume pretending to watch tv. He chuckled, glancing briefly to his right, "it's okay, I don't mind."

Thena shook her head though, focusing back on cutting parsley with needlessly forceful chops. "They're only lingering so they can ask you invasive questions, despite me debriefing them earlier."

It was funny that she called it 'debriefing' them. But she had warned him that she didn't have much in the way of friends, so don't be concerned by the endless questions of being her boyfriend, or at least liking her, if not being accused of having a long standing affair with her. That, he had blushed at.

He shrugged though, laughing to himself as he caught the odd eye glancing his way again. "They're kids, I don't blame them for being curious. I did kind of come over uninvited."

"Trust me, it's never gone well when I've attempted to tackle our mother's recipes before," Thena muttered, looking at the hand written notes lovingly propped open on a book stand for their reference. She looked down and pointed with the knife, "like this?"

Gil smiled; the parsley looked like it had been murdered and sawed. He nodded, "looks great. Honestly, even finer--the smaller the better when it goes in the ricotta."

Thena accepted the instruction, resuming hacking at it.

Gil winced for the poor cutting board. "May I?"

Thena just watched as he reached over gently. He moved one hand to the back of the blade and adjusted the wrist of her other, demonstrating the rocking motion of a cleaner cut. "Oh."

"It'll be easier on your hand," he suggested lightly, leaving his ears and the cutting board's longevity aside.

Thena eyed him and the mirepoix he was stirring in the pot with sizzling meat already in it. She continued his work, slower and clumsier, but following his demonstration. "Thanks--this is what I was talking about."

He shrugged, though, adding the garlic and tomato paste to the loudly sizzling pot. "Hey, you wouldn't know this stuff unless it was taught to you. I just happened to be in the kitchen with my grandma a lot as a kid."

Thena stared down at her parsley, looking more and more fine by the moment. "Mother knew I was terrible in the kitchen. Father would remind me ceaselessly that a wife who couldn't cook was like a car with no wheels."

Gil frowned, "that's a pretty messed up thing to say. And to your own daughter?"

She gave him a half a smile and a raise of her sharp eyebrow, "you can tell why Mother's keepsakes are all over the house, while I didn't even keep the car that was in Father's name."

He gave her a little laugh at her joke, no matter how dark. "I guess I don't blame you for that. Moms hold the family together most of the time anyway, right?--taste."

Thena blinked at the speed with which he transitioned from one subject back to their dinner. But she accepted the bite of carrot, blowing before popping it into her mouth. "Hm, still crunchy, but it tastes good."

"Adding the tomato paste and frying it a little first helps get that tinny, acidic taste out, and sweetens it." He reached for the wine, adding a healthy glug or two before reaching for the canned tomatoes. He nodded his head, "want a glass?"

Her eyes darted to the living room.

She was a dutiful guardian, mother or not. Gil smiled, though, nudging the bottle, "one glass won't hurt, right? We're not going anywhere for the rest of the night, and they're fine."

Thena eyed the bottle before sighing, "there are some glasses on the top shelf next to the fridge, I think."

She thought, as in she wasn't sure. But Gil wiped his hands off on the towel he had thrown over his shoulder and moved to the fridge. There were indeed wine glasses still in there, upside down and everything. He pulled two out, admiring the light feel and crystalline shine of them.

"Hey," he whispered, pouring them each a modest glass of a mere few ounces each. He clinked them lightly too, although the quality of the glass still made them ting loudly. "To the first lasagne of many, right?"

That made her smile, and his own smile brightened. Whether it was lasagne or anything else from their mother's hand written recipes, he was happy to help with it. She picked up her glass and gave him a gentle smile over the rim of it. "To the inaugural lasagne."

Her lips looked even more full against the rim of a glass, and when she pulled away he realised for the first time that she wore just a little lip colour when they were in the office.

He averted his eyes from the faint pink on the rim of her glass, looking into his own swirl of red wine. Moving back to the pot he smelled the bubbling mixture. "Usually I'd say to let it simmer for a while, but about fifteen minutes should be fine so we can get things in the oven."

Thena nodded after another sip of her own. "Is the parsley cut enough?"

It was now practically a fine paste it was so chopped. The cutting board was stained green, which of course meant a lot of its flavour was stuck in the wood grain as opposed to still in the leaves. But he grinned, "looks great."

Thena rolled her eyes.

"Hey, really," he laughed, reaching around her for the bowl of ricotta to mix the greens into. "And you said you were terrible at this."

She sighed again, letting her eyes drift back to the couch and to the tv playing some kind of reality show. "Just ask them about the first time I tried baking cookies for them. I'm forbidden from contributing to bake sales. I think they nearly called the CDC on me."

Gil laughed from his belly at that. The heads on the couch turned to watch them again but he was busy looking at Thena, who was laughing faintly at her own joke. Or maybe she was laughing because he was. Either way, she had a cute laugh. "Come on, it couldn't be that bad."

She shook her head though, "poor Sersi had to take over for me to get even one pan of edible merchandise. I had to write a note excusing my poor performance."

Gil caught two pairs of eyes fully spying on them, getting caught be damned. But he slid against the edge of the counter to lean closer. "I mean, I would think they could give you a bit of a break, all things considered."

Thena's expression turned gloomy again, staring into her wine. "I think they do. But everything they send home for them to do feels herculean after a long week, or a big case, or soccer, or-"

The oven beeped loudly at them, announcing its preheating.

Thena gave him a light smile again as she retrieved the casserole dish they had selected. "Ready?"

"I'd say so," he replied gently. He picked up a ladle, first putting in some sauce on the bottom. "This helps to steam the noodles and prevent burning on the bottom layer."

"Hm," Thena mused as she watched him layer the first set of lasagne sheets in. "I thought it was a meaningless old tradition. I never imagined there was a reason for it."

Gil looked back at the recipe, "it's one of those things that you only know if you know. I'm sure your mom never thought of adding in stuff like this."

"No, I suppose not."

He gulped, wondering if he should have brought it up at all. But Thena's smile, although wistful, wasn't really sad. He pointed, "it's your time to shine."

She laughed faintly, scooping out the mixture of ricotta and her pulverised parsley. "I'm lucky I have your expertise."

He blushed. She could have asked him for anything, after he had found out what kind of day she'd had when she texted. He would have fished the moon out of the sky if she asked.

She flicked the spoon for the last glob before he layered on more sauce. "I may have to call on you again the next time we open the book."

He grinned down at the noodles as he laid them. Thena's hands were long but slim, her fingers so delicate and pretty. His sleeves were rolled up for cooking, as were hers. She looked half his size, standing next to him. "Any time, you name it."

"Careful Gil," she murmured, and it almost sounded like she was teasing him playfully. "If this turns out well, they'll be demanding you cook for them all the time."

He was pretty sure he would agree to that, whether by the girls' demand or their sister's. "The defense rests, your honour."

Thena rolled her eyes again at his corny lawyer joke, but she was still smiling at least.

"Okay," he breathed as he ladled on the last layer of sauce. "Get some cheese on this and I believe we'll have a beautiful lasagne in about an hour."

"About an hour?" she asked firmly as she sprinkled on the cheese mixture from the bag. "Don't underestimate my ability to ruin an hour's worth of hard work in the last ten minutes."

"Okay, okay," he chuckled. Thena was adamant in everything she did, from her casework in court, to her determination that she was a blackhole of culinary ability. "Set a timer for 40 minutes, then we'll check it, and I like to broil it for the last five or so, just to get that leopard spotting on the cheese."

"Yes, Chef," she purred (definitely teasing him).

He buried his nose in his wine glass again. He was just about empty, but Thena definitely didn't drink regularly with two teenagers at home, and he didn't come over to get buzzed anyway.

"Here," she said gently, reaching for the glass with the bottle already in hand. He had a polite decline on his tongue when she pulled his hand with hers, topping him up. "I owe you far more than dinner and some wine, but I guess it's a start."

"You don't owe me anything Thena," he frowned even as she poured herself a little more too. He leaned forward again, "really."

She just looked at him, and she was back to being completely unreadable. He dreaded to think what it was like to go up against her in court; not only was her beauty intimidating, but that stare was cold enough to chill his wine to the touch.

"Are you done flirting?!"

Gil tugged at his shirt collar, only to remember that he had already taken off his tie and undone the first two buttons so he wouldn't sweat in the food.

Thena glared at her sister, "I beg your pardon?"

The head of auburn hair ducked down like a startled dog, but didn't retreat entirely. "When's dinner gonna be ready?"

"In an hour," Thena snapped again, but it wasn't her sharp tone that had the girl trembling. If anything, her sharpness seemed familiar and comforting to her sisters.

"Can I have a diet coke?"

"No."

"Come on!" Sprite whined at her, "you're having a fun drink!"

Gil slid his eyes over to his colleague. The evidence was right there, even if he was the one at fault for it.

Thena let out a loud sigh, matching the dramatic energy of her sister(s). "Fine, you can each have one. But if it's gone before dinner, that's it, it's water for the rest of the night."

"Fine," Sprite moaned as she slid off the couch to retrieve them.

Thena glared at her.

"She means thank you," Sersi offered much more sweetly and docilely, even if it was just to appease their sister's glaring. She crept behind her younger sister, holding onto her shoulders the whole way to the fridge. Her eyes darted between them, "it, um, smells nice."

Gil smiled; they were nice kids. Thena had done a great job with them, clearly. "Thanks, I hope I got everything right."

"You can't do worse than her, dude, trust me," Sprite pointed blatantly at their guardian. "She's, like, find a bone in your cereal--bad."

"It was one time."

It wasn't a joke? Where did the bone come from?

"If dinner isn't for an hour," Sersi swayed on the spot, like a child shyly twirling her dress (although she was actually in yoga pants with a green flannel tied around her waist). "Would you like to watch an episode of Ghost Files?"

"Ghost show, huh?" Gil grinned, putting his hand on his hips. He looked over at Thena, who looked maybe even a little sheepish.

"It's our fav," Sprite added, excited at the prospect of sharing their favourite program. "They find evidence, and then Thee tells us if it would be accepted in court."

"None of it would be," she stated outright, "but they still ask me every episode."

She made it sound tedious, but she was smiling just like the other two as they started to move back to the living room. Gil followed, "sounds like a fun family thing."

"If you two sit up properly, there'll be room for Gil to sit," Thena suggested not-so-subtly.

But Sersi and Sprite threw themselves back onto the couch. One side was clearly claimed by each, Sersi's with a fluffy blanket for her legs and Sprite's with a crumpled up throw pillow and snacks on her respective end table.

They pointed. "Or you can sit on the loveseat."

"Yeah, why else have two couches?" Sprite snickered with a mouthful of roasted peanuts.

"Animals," Thena admonished her sisters, and yet took a graceful seat on the smaller sofa adjacent to the tv. She had sat closer, giving Gil the better seat for viewing. She pulled one of her legs up, leaving the other down and her pencil skirt stretching to accommodate her.

He sat down on the other cushion, clutching his wine glass and trying to focus on the show, rather than how he could now smell that Thena also wore a little perfume when she was in the office too.

#Thenamesh Family Law AU #I'm so glad you asked for more of this!!!!#thank you so much and I really liked writing it #okay so they settle in for this show #Thena relaxes a little more and he can see that they really do like their funny little ghost show #he's just happy to see them all having a good time #when the oven beeps he says no don't get up I'll check on it #but Thena is like oh no #Sersi and Sprite are immediately grinning ear to ear #they're giving her the thumbs up and winking and whispering #he's nice!#he's cute!!!#are you sure he's not your boyfriend?#and Thena hisses at them: STOP IT #not that it surprises her #just like it doesn't surprise her that they like Gil or that he's a natural with kids #and that he's a great cook #and that he looks completely at ease with his sleeves rolled up and still in his work clothes #because she couldn't even let him go home and get changed first #they left from work right to the store to get lasagne stuff #because she doesn't even know what she needs for it #so she gets home and they're both still in work clothes and she's like okay lasagne time #it comes out perfectly of course #and they have a wonderful time chatting over dinner and Sprite raves about it #and Thena gets up for water and to pretend she's not crying #Gil of course knows and gets up for seconds so he can comfort her and rub her back over the sink #Sprite and Sersi are just like oh my god they're so obvious #he even brought Thena's plate with him #the SECOND he's out of the house they're like WHENS GIL COMING BACK

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akkivee · 3 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HIFUMI!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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beanghostprincess · 9 months

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hiii absolutely love your sanuso posts & sometimes they make me write some of my own (on camels-pen, my sideblog)! I was wondering if you had any thoughts about Usopp cooking for Sanji? How often he would do it and the types of things he would make for him?

Awwww, thank you so much!! I'm so glad I can inspire you <33 I love your posts too, by the way!!

I think Sanji is surprised when Usopp offers to help him cook the first time because he doesn't think the sniper knows how to do it, but after so much time taking care of himself, he doesn't only know the basics, but he's pretty much a decent cook. He's not Sanji, but his meals have a very domestic/homecooked taste that Sanji loves. So I think they often cook together. That way they can spend even more time together.

However, I think Usopp offers himself to cook for Sanji a lot whenever Sanji is exhausted or has to rest. Whenever he's sick, Usopp is the one cooking for the crew and he brings the food to the sickbay for Sanji. And when Sanji is just... Tired. He cooks too. And by 'tired' I mean 'emotionally/psychologically' exhausted because he's always pushing himself too far even if he's having the most horrible of days. Usopp doesn't let him cook, then, and does it for him so he can have a day off at least.

And as per the things he'd cook for him... I am not sure since I literally know nothing about cooking, but I think most of the things Usopp knows how to make are dishes his mom and the people in Syrup Village taught him. And the presentation might not be the most beautiful thing ever, but Sanji loves whatever Usopp cooks every time because it tastes like home. He also knows how to cook some sweets and cookies because he used to do it with Kaya whenever he could sneak into her house.

#usopp cooking for sanji might be one of my favorite things #i think usopp is good at cooking bc he says it's just like mixing stuff to make bombs lmao #'cooking is just like science you can eat' local scientist says to calm his boyfriend down bc he's worried abt his kitchen blowing up #one piece #black leg sanji #usopp #sanuso

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simple-and-cozy-life · 4 months

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Can't wait to be a mom someday

#tradlife #tradwife #tradblr #catholic #traditional gender roles #slow living #homemaker #homemaking #cozy aesthetic #cozycore #cottagecore #talked with my boyfriend about getting engaged the other day #he wants to wait a bit until hes closer to finishing up with the military and me finishing up my masters #he said he was a little envious of a colleague who brought in their little kid into work #not in like a bad way but in a 'aw i want one' sort of way #we've talked about being parents and how great our little family would be and how well we could share what we know #we're both unique and he can help with sports and outside work and i can teach them music and cooking and homemaking #and he joked he can teach the boys how to make edible food lol #which i said no one is escaping the kitchen. everyone is going to at least know the basics of cooking because its a skill #and maybe our future boys will need to help their wives someday or at least when they're bachelors #but i cant wait #i am a professional violinist and music teacher so when i say i can teach them music im quite serious #im going into violin/viola performance for my masters #and i could sing professionally but im fine with just cantoring for church #they appreciate it #i have to wait at least two years to get married to finish my masters but i am really looking forward to having a family #maybe we can have a family right away too #thats be nice #just really looking forward to the future #just gotta make it through grad school

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tj-crochets · 4 months

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What if you crocheted the cigar? Would that help the size problem? My brain is thinking: MR 6, INC 6, (SC, INC) 6 and then just SC to length and then color change to grey or red for the cigar end?

Depending on the yarn, you could get a nice texture to the cigar too.

Crocheting the cigar is definitely an option, and depending on the scale I was going for that's pretty much the pattern I was thinking too, I just have to admit I know nothing about cigars or what their texture usually is lol

#ask away!#I haven't reblogged it yet because I don't want to spam people with a single post about isopod cigars #but up until someone reblogged the other post and mentioned a label on cigars and shared a picture #I did not know cigars can have a label on them #do you just...burn the label as you smoke it????#one of my mom's exes smoked cigars but I have asthma so I was never around him while he was smoking #and also he was generally uh. not my favorite of my mom's exes so I didn't spend much time around him?#I mean he was not my least favorite of her exes but he is near the bottom of list of the ones I met #the top of the list is obviously my dad and the second place is the guy who always brought pie when he visited #which is less about the guy himself and more that there was a really good pie place between his place and my mom's #and teenage me was of the opinion that if I had to socialize with my mom's boyfriend I should be bribed with pie #that's not relevant to the cigar thing it just made me think of it and now I want pie #...the local pie place closes on sundays :(#well. there are other places but the local allergy-friendly pie place is closed #should I make pie???#no I should make brownies #sorry nonny these tags really went off the rails but if I weren't about to cook lunch you would have inspired me to make brownies

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hecksupremechips · 5 months

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Persona romance routes are all pretty bad but damn they really hit rock bottom with p3p femc route like the misogyny is very blatant and it’s almost hilarious like look at the Shinjiro romance. When you do his social link he’s like very clearly respectful of Kotone as a leader and explicitly says stuff like "oh yeah you’re clearly the best fighter we have, I don’t really know much about fighting like you do, I hope I’m not dragging you down, you’re doing a good job as leader just remember to take care of yourself, everyone looks up to you I know you can rely on them" etc. like he has faith in her leading abilities. But then when you romance him he’s like got dialogue like "bwah bluh i gotta look after you because you’re a GIRL and you need to stick by me, a big strong MAN so you don’t get hurt" and "don’t wear that revealing outfit in front of other guys 👺" and it’s like. Does he respect her or not and also like it doesn’t make sense for him to look down on her for being a girl cuz he literally has never not been led by a girl leader during his time in sees and Mitsuru in particular really has her shit together when it comes to being responsible and a good fighter and she’s always known the most about Tartarus

It’s also like. Idk maybe its just me I’m not a girl so FUCK IF I KNOW but to me the appeal of romancing Shinji is the fact that he’s sweet and sensitive and gentle and has respect for you despite the fact that he acts all scary. That’s like, what made me like this character in the first place. But the writers seem to think what women want is for a BIG STRONG MAN to protect them because they are just DELICATE WOMEN who are inferior in every way it’s like. Shut upppp thanks

#persona #persona 3 #shinjiro aragaki #this is soooooooo obviously not the only romance route that sucks in this game yall know which one im referring to 🤨#and i actually tend to think of the shinji romance as the best one in the series cuz at least his confession scene is the only unique one #that really highlights who he is as a character and goes with the story #but ughh just idk its so annoying how the writers cant decide if hes sexist or not its really weird and its like #really shows how poorly the writers think of women playing their game its like all the romance options are trash and then your boyfriend is #sexist to you and its so clearly done in a way thats supposed to be romantic which is. ew #like idk if my partner was like talking about how i need to stay close to them because im a weak girl and they are strong man #especially when im literally the leader of the team and have been doing perfectly fine thus far and am clearly the strongest here #id simply run him over with a bulldozer #and its like this will all the guys in this game its like girl shut up and eat glass #meanwhile when youre a male protagonist your gf will kiss your ass to the point its infuriating #and their character arcs can never be too grand cuz then they might not wanna fuck you if they realize they have worth #uh sorry my brain is all over the place basically i hate persona romances lol and i hate how they wrote shinji in his #like dammit i dont want him cuz hes gonna protect me like a man i want him cuz he isnt great at fighting and prefers cooking and puppy dogs #and has respect for me and trusts my judgement and asks me to talk about my life and interests and smiles sweetly #but god forbid a woman in this series be respected i guess

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