#pickled persimmons

[pagan-stitches]

Another pickled persimmon dish—this time smoked Gouda, pickled persimmon, and cracked black pepper toasted cheese sandwich.

[morethansalad]

Pickled Persimmons (Vegan)

[whats-in-a-sentence]

The Ne'er-Do-Well

Arthur M. Sampley

When Enoch should have been at work,

He might be fishing in the creek,

Or when the dewberries were ripe,

He'd leave his plowing for a week.

He'd take an hour to smoke a pipe,

Sitting with legs crossed like a Turk.

And yet the banker, looking grim

When Enoch with a note past due

Had left his corn patch to the cows,

Sought a persimmon grove he knew

And, finding Enoch in the boughs,

Stared long and wistfully at him.

"Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle... And Other Modern Verse" - compiled by Stephen Dunning, Edward Lueders, and Hugh Smith

[brostateexam]

Graduating class of Plum Season 2024:

Plum Jam round 1

Pickled Plums

Plum Syrup

Plum Mincemeat

Plum Jam round 2

Spicy Plum Sauce

Very ready to put my canning supplies away until persimmon season

[chuck-snowbug]

コーヒーのある食卓の風景・その３４２ - 何も添えぬ２０２３年の１１月編 - Coffee with Foods Part 342: November 2023

1: Coffee with Banana, Homemade Pickles, Milk Tea Pudding of "TEA MAISON KoKoTTe" & Yakult Y1000 + Tomato Juice - Breakfast

2: Coffee with Chikuwa Bread of "Kimuraya" & Pistachio Milk - Lunch

3: Coffee with Vanilla Pudding of "TEA MAISON KoKoTTe" - Coffee Break

4: Coffee with Milk & Vanilla Cookie of “ARPAJON” & Yakult Y1000 + Tomato Juice - Breakfast

5: Coffee with Almond, Pear, Custard Pudding & Yakult Y1000 + Tomato Juice - Breakfast

6: Cafe Au Lait with Banana, Persimmon, Matcha Geppei(Chinese Sweets) of "Kiyoken" & Yakult Y1000 + Tomato Juice - Breakfast

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[littlemissomega]

Cravings

Natasha romanoff! x pregnant!reader

Warnings: smut, mommy kink, pregnancy, pregnancy cravings, strap on, hypersensitive, nipple play, aftercare, pet names, Russian pet names

Summary: Y/N wakes up with intense pregnancy cravings

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"'Tasha?" Y/N whispers.

Natasha squints at the clock in the dark room. 2:37 a.m. Natasha knows there's only two reasons her very pregnant wife would make her up this early; she's hungry, or horny.

"Yes, Девочка (Babygirl)?"

"We reallyyyyy need some persimmons right now, 'Tasha,"

Natasha smiles at her in the dark.

"You need them?" Natasha asks.

"Uh huh! Please, 'Tasha! I've literally been having dreams about them!"

Pregancy has been really hard on Y/N. Between the intense morning sickness, back pain, and mood swings, she hasn't been able to do much of anything. Natasha has tried to do everything she can to help her, but its been hard on both of them

"Okay, luvie, I'll get you and baby some persimmons," Natasha chuckles, kissing Y/N on the nose before dragging herself out of bed.

"Ooo and some pickles! The Slovakian ones!" Y/N calls from bed.

"As you wish," Natasha smiles.

Y/N props herself up against the pillows happily as she waits for Natasha to return. Her hands subconsciously go to her growing belly.

Natashs comes back in a few moments later carying a bowl full of sliced persimons and pickles. She plops back down on the bed and hands yn the bowl and a fork.

"Here you go, my luv,"

"Thank you, 'tasha," she smiles.

Natasha rests her hands on her wife's bump as Y/N eats. Natasha realizes Y/N is wearing nothing but one of Natasha us oversized t shirts.

Shes done that a lot throughout her pregancy. Between her growing bump and swelling breasts, none of her clothes fit anymore. And her skin as been almost hypersensitive, so underwear isn't very comfortable either.

Its driven Natasha absolutely fertile to come home from work to find her wife cooking or sleeping in nothing but one of her shirts. It's taken all of her self restraint not to bend her over the counter and fuck her silly every day.

Natasha snaps out of her thinking as yn tucks her sleeve.

"You know what else I really need?" Yn whispers.

Thats odd. Yn usually says 'we' when taking about the cravings she and the baby has.

"What, Девочка?"

"The blue strap with the pink tip! Please 'tasha, want it so bad!" Y/N whimpers.

Natasha is taken aback by the request despite how often this happens. Pregnancy hormones have also made Y/N extra horny.

"It's late, button, and you need your rest! We should-" Natasha starts gently.

"No! Mommy I need it so so bad! I'm so fucking wet, Mommy! Look!"

Y/N parts her legs and grabs Natasha as hand, putting it on her most sensitive parts. She whimper at how cold Natasha is hand is.

Natsha gasps at how wet her wife is. She must be dripping all over the sheets.

"Awww my poor baby," Natasha croons.

"Please, Mommy! Need you do bad!"

"Okay, button, shhh," Natasha whispers, stroking her throbbing clit.

She lets out a loud moan from the stimulation. Natasha could blow on her clit and make her cum.

"Natasha!" She whines as Nat moves her hand away.

"Nu uh uh! That's not my name, silly girl," Natasha responds as she reaches over to the nightstand and pulls out the strap Y/N asked for, pulling it on.

"I'm sorry, Mommy! Just need you so bad!" Y/N whimpers.

"I know, button," Natasha chuckles, "just lay back and let Mommy take care of you,"

Natasha eases her onto her back and pushes her shirt up to her chin.

"F-fuck," yn moans as Natasha tweaks her sensitive nipples, "Mommy!"

"I know, Девочка. You're so fucking sensitive,"

Natasha starts grinding the tip of her strap against Y/N's clit, causing her to jolt forward and grab her arm.

"M-mommy, please!"

Natasha simply hums at her and lines her strap up with her dripping entrance. Y/N's nails dig into her arm as her strap slides in.

Every one of Y/N's nerves are on fire and warmth fills her belly. Natasha starts slowly and deeply thrusting into her, causing her climax to build even faster.

"Gonna cum!" Y/N moans.

"I know, button. Cum for Mommy," Natasha whispers, her fingers continues to rub Y/N's sensitive clit.

"fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!" Y/N babbles as she tips off the edge.

Y/N squirts everywhere as her climax takes her over. Natasha gently works her through it, whispering how perfect and beautiful she is.

"Умница (good girl)," Natasha croons, pulling out.

Natasha gently picks her wife up and carries her to the bathroom, flipping on the tub facet. The tub fills with warm water as Natasha gently pulls off yns shirt. Natasha finishes undressing herself and puts her wife in the tub; sliding in behind her. The warm water stings Y/N's sensitive skin and she moans.

"You were so perfect, my luv," Natasha whispers in her ear, "I love you so much,"

"I love you too, Natty," yn smiles, "Oh!" She jolts forward a little.

"what? What's wromg?" Natasha as, worried.

"Feel this," Y/N smiles, grabbing Nat's hand and placing it on her stomach.

Natasha smiles as she feels the baby kick against her hand. Y/n looks over her shoulder and giggles at her.

"I'm so excited!"

"Me too," Natasha smiles, "you're gonna be such a good mom, Девочка,"

"You are too,"

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[mamedorilabo]

My exhibition & Kakishibu dyeing

こんにちは。 この地に引っ越してきて半年、もうすぐ秋になろうとしています。

まだまだ暑い日は続きますが（日本の夏は本当に暑い！）、柿渋の染まり具合を見ていると秋が近づいている事を実感します。

Hello. It's been 6 months since I moved here and it's almost fall.

Although the days are still hot (Japanese summers are really wet & hot!) ), I can feel that autumn is approaching when I look at the dye process of the persimmon tannin.

My lovely friend purchased a my works' gown made of linen and dyed with persimmon tannin.

These are called myoga, Japanese summer herb, eaten pickled in vinegar. It can also be eaten raw.

私は本当に柿渋染めの色が大好きなので、布をどんどん染めなくてはと焦ります。 そしてこちらは最近の制作風景。柿渋が鉄と反応すると黒くなる事を利用して模様を描いています。

I really love the colors of persimmon tannin dyeing and I am in a hurry to dye more and more fabric.

And these pics are recent work in progress. I draw patterns using the fact that persimmon tannin turns black when it reacts with iron.

The deep black charcoal color, which is not just black, is very beautiful.　And it seems to have a very strong water repellent effect. さて、展示に向けてラストスパート！ 国内ではこちら。

MAMEDORI LABO. solo exhibition

「いままでも、これからも」10/7~10/27

ギャラリー水巣 新潟県柏崎市松波３丁目3-3-28

Next my exhibition in Japan is

その後、イギリスのセレクトショップ Beautiful fashion freal lab. さんへたくさんの作品を送ります。Beautiful fashion freak lab.とMAMEDORI LABO.の限定コラボ商品も制作中。 イギリスの皆様、何卒よろしくお願いいたします。

After that, I will send a lot of works to a select store Beautiful freak fashion lab. in England. I'm also working on a limited collaboration product between Beautiful freak fashion lab. and MAMEDORI LABO. Thank you very much for your kind attention to me in the UK.

[bletherwood]

Tales from Bletherwood

By Virginia Didelphidae

Sometimes when you wander enough, you become disoriented. And in fairytales that's the best way to end up somewhere mythical.

Witch's Butter

In the depths of Bletherwood, there's a little house. In the house lives an old woman. She has long gray hair in a thick braid and round glasses perched on her nose. Her dress is brown with lace collars. No one knows her name so they just call her “The Old Woman”. She lives with a pooka named Pudgy and a magpie named Piedmont who rarely says things appropriate to be written down.

One day the old woman was taking stock of her pantry, checking her supplies for winter. “We have the jams and pickles we made around the equinox. They're still very good. We have the persimmons I dried last month, they'll be joined by the other fruit I have drying now. Flour, rice, sugar, beans- oh dear. My witch's butter is all gone.” She sighed, she couldn't go out to gather some right now, she was making broth and Piedmont liked to take the bones for himself. She then noticed Pudgy returning a jar of snail shells for his collection. “Pudge dear, do you have any more plans today?”

“No ma'am. I'm gonna nap until dinner then sleep some more.” The lazy fairy declared, grinning.

“Do you mind helping me?” She asked, fetching her small basket. “I need some witch's butter but I have to keep an eye on the cauldron.”

Pudgy didn't know what witch's butter was but he was eager to help the old woman. “I can do that. I can do that before dinner.” He chirped, wagging his tail as he took the basket and ran off before he was told where to go. The old woman sighed. Hoping he knew what he was doing.

Pudgy ran along through the woods. He personally didn't know any witches, let alone ones who make butter. He saw some crows and got an idea. He knew a young woman named Ara who lived in a tree with crows, she had a spell to see anything, surely she was close enough. The young fairy turned into a lark to follow the crows home.

When he landed upon Ara's porch he shapeshifted back to his human-like form and knocked on her door.

“Who is here?” Ara called, opening the door to see the pooka waiting. “Oh? Pudgewhick? What brings you my way?” She pushes her blonde bangs out of her steel gray eyes. Though her features could be seen as intimidating, her fanged smile could melt any cold heart.

“Hi Ara? Do you have any butter?”

“Butter? No, I haven't had any since last week. I much prefer jam on my toast.” She let a crow land on her scratched up hand. “Why? Are you hungry?”

“No- well yes, but no. The Old Woman needs some butter.”

“Why would she send you to me?”

“It's witch's butter she needs.”

“I'm not a-” she then pauses and begins to laugh a merry squawk.

“What?” Pudgy was confused, what was so funny?

“Head hahaha to the hahaha old dwarve’s haha haha mill haha.” she wheezed. Pudgy gave her a confused stare before turning into a lark to fly there quickly. Or at least as fast as he could with a basket in his claws.

When he landed, there wasn't anyone really here. The mill had been abandoned since the dwarf left to care for his sick cousin. Now the building was old and covered in moss and mushrooms, especially strange orange ones. He sighed sitting down. That's when he heard it.

“Mehhhhhh”

He looked up, and saw a goat. She had floppy ears and small horns.

“Oh hello ma'am…are you lost?”

“Mehh” she snorted. She walked past with a snuff. The goat looked at him with yellow eyes, approaching him to chew on the mushroom behind him.

“Oh dear, you really don't wanna pay much attention to me huh.” He joked, patting her on the back. He then remembered goats make milk and milk makes butter. “Do YOU have witch's butter?”

The goat looked at him, knocking some of the orange gooey fungus into his basket. “Mehhh” she began to walk away.

“Hey wait, your legs are longer then mine!” He chases after her hoping she'd take him to where the butter was. The goat moved a bit faster everytime he got close. How rude, she was making him run! He hated exercise.

After an hour of running after a goat he wound back up at the mill, he had lost her. “Goat? I'm sorry if I'm being annoying. I really need this butter though! The Old Woman will probably pay you! I can't really pay as I'm broke- ack!” He yelped as more of the orange stuff fell off the building. He looked up to see the goat, head out the top window, throwing them at him! “OH! You are a very rude goat!”

“Meh!” She snorted, tossing her head and stamping her hoof.

“Now come down and bring me to your butter!” He demanded as the goat snorted and bounced on the plank, raining more of the jelly like mushroom on him. “Stop being mean! I'll pay you! I lied about being broke!” He called, lying about his financial state.

The goat blinked and went back inside the mill. “PLEASE!” He begged

“Pudge?”

The pooka looked over his shoulder to see the old woman hobbling over, walking stick in hand and Piedmont perched on her. He felt embarrassed as he was on his knees, arms stretched high as he pleaded with the uncaring god that the goat had become to him over the past hour. He sheepishly scampered over to her.

She goes over to him and looks at his basket.

“I will have the butter soon ma'am! The stupid goat won't lead me to the butter and she wont stop dropping these mushrooms on me. I think she may be sadistic in her intent so stay back, I think she has a knife.”

“Pudge. Those are the Witch's Butter.”

“What?”

“Witch's Butter is an edible fungus with medicinal properties.” She smiles as Piedmont caws and cackles. “You ran off so fast I thought you knew already.”

“I thought so too.” Pudgy admitted shyly. Piedmont fell off the Old Woman's shoulder cackling. The young fae's spikes raise as he growls at the magpie.

The Old Woman sighs, picking both up. “Let's head home, and I'll teach you how to candy them after dinner.” With that, she took her charges home.

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Revolution - 42: Villainy

Translator: Creampuffs

Tetora: Osu!

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Location: Dojo

Tetora: Osu!

Uhh, thanks for making it all the way here, Transfer Student-san!

Tetora: Welcome to the sacred grounds of the Karate Club! The martial arts dojo~♪

No need to be so shy! I know it’s a bit filthy in here, but come on in…

Woah!

Kuro: What’s wrong, Tetsu? Why’re you so flustered?

Tetora: Ahh, Taishou! Sorry, I’m just nervous since I’m not used to talking to girls!

Uwaa, he flicked my forehead!

Kuro: You just can’t calm down, can you? You should learn to be more calm and self-possessed.

Tetora: Calm and self-possessed… I don’t really know what that means, but okay! Osu ☆

Kuro: Geez. I apologise for the noise, Little Miss. And sorry for calling you all the way out here.

Well, nothing’s going to happen if you stand there all day. Come in. …Tetsu, how long are you going to sit plopped on the ground like that. Go and show our visitor around.

Tetora: Osu! Then, uh, I’ll go brew some tea~♪

Kuro: Food isn’t allowed inside the dojo, moron. Follow the rules… which means we can’t brew any tea for you. Well, just relax and enjoy your time here.

Sit wherever you like over there.

…You don’t have to be so alert. I only want to return your handkerchief.

I’ll fulfil my duty. You saved me during the unofficial battle the other day.

I always make sure to repay my debts without fail. Come talk to me if there’s anything you’re worried about in the future. I’ll do whatever I can to help.

…Tetsu, say something amusing so she doesn’t get bored.

Tetora: Ehh!? Don’t ask for the impossible, Taishou~!

But I believe that’s just how you show your love! Err, let’s see?

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers~!?[1]

Ahh, I can’t come up with something amusing out of the blue like that~!

Kuro: I see. Well, I’m not very good at talking, either. But unlike me, you’re cheerful, Tetsu… I’m sure you’ll be able to hold a witty conversation if you get used to it.

Don’t get nervous – adapt to the situation. You’re an idol too, aren’t you? Interacting with fans should be a piece of cake.

You’ll never be qualified to be an idol if you run away from everything.

Tetora: Osu! Your words always have deeper meaning. I’ve gotta write that down ♪

Kuro: Tetsu. Being honest is one of your strengths, but it’s also a weakness of yours. …Hmm, where did I put it?

Kuro: There. Here’s your handkerchief, Little Miss.

…Hm? It’s not the one you gave me?

Oh, it’s exactly as you say. Whoops, looks like I’ve accidentally taken one from home instead. It seems I’ve made a big mistake.

Kuro: But you’ve come all the way here to the dojo. I can’t bear to see that you’ve gone on a fool’s errand.

This isn’t much, but I’ll give you this handkerchief instead.

No need to be modest. There’s a little extra embroidery on it, but… you don’t have to take it if you don’t like it.

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The original Japanese, "隣の客はよく柿を食う客だ/tonari no kyaku wa yoku kaki wo kuu kyaku da (the customer next to me (is a customer who) often eats persimmons)", is a tongue twister so I’ve replaced it with a similar one in English.

[garden-with-squid]

10/11/23

At my mom’s house: took lemon and lime tree cuttings, took sea lavender seedlings, and cut down this cactus. My mom wants to grow corn there, and I’m trying to dry/propagate the cuttings. They’re very thick, so no promises. Got a bunch of 3 gallon pots from the neighbor. Persimmons are almost ripe.

I harvested the first round of French breakfast radishes! I didn’t really like them pan fried, but they’re very refreshing raw. Might pickle them.

For seedlings: overwatered the zinnias, under watered the next onion sowing (there’s also cherry bell radish and carnival blend carrots, sown in a few inches of compost), and got germination on the peas and beans.

[pagan-stitches]

An adaption of Porter’s Seasonal Celebrations Cookbook’s pickled plums (in the Michaelmas chapter) using foraged American Persimmons.

Visit @portersposse to view the explorations of the cookbook @msgraveyarddirt and I had with friends for a year or two awhile back.

[cviperfan]

Hello! Forgive me if you've answered this question already but now that you've gotten me hooked on Soiran, what are some headcanons of this interesting pair? What are things they'd do together inside and outside closed doors?

Thanks for your question! I like the idea of Soiran as a pair that starts physical and develops feelings over time, as they become comfortable around each other and start to become more open and vulnerable together. Rangiku is very playful and seemingly devil-may-care on the surface but carries a lot of sadness when she feels like no one is around and Soifon has a hard outer shell but is truthfully very emotionally driven and loyal, and I feel like they gain a lot from being together beyond just physical attraction. Soifon suddenly has someone who cares if she comes back from a mission, who tends to pop in and play hooky in her office and take a nap on the couch when she feels like it and Soifon starts to look forward to it,and Rangiku has someone who prioritizes her needs and wants and is honest with her. Like it takes them a while to both get there but when they fall they fall hard.

I like the idea of Rangiku taking the lead on dates; she likes showing Soifon human world things she thinks she'd be interested in, like kung-fu movies. Soifon tends to do things for Rangiku, like making the pickled persimmons she likes, or just silently taking care of her 10th Division work or cleaning up a little in her apartment.

[tinyshe]

Garden Report & Frugal Living 24.04.12

Today we managed to get a bucket of sand from the beach before the weekend rains appear. Also planted in pots some old seeds, really crammed them in thickly because I am so late and not sure if they will even germ . Note to self: harvest dates are important especially if you have a tendency like me to over purchase/horde seeds/trade seeds. And make sure they are sealed well! I spilled a great deal of Peshawar poppies because inner glaceing bag was haphazard and another bag of some sort of bean was in open plastic (is that mold or inoculation?). I planted out the beans thickly in a glow box not wanting to take up space for about 75 bean plants. If they come up it will indeed be a pleasant surprise! and even more if the voracious creatures stay off! So here is what is planted:

Peshawar poppies

calendula

early cabbages (hope they won't bolt)

purple broccoli (hoping for cooler grow season so no bolt)

yellow mangels/beets

pole beans

spring onions

guava seed (saved seeds, idk but I am guessing they may be pineapple guava from fruit we receive every year)

giant prague celeriac (giant celery root)

white pickle cucumber

tiger toms (red paste toms with green stripes)

flat leaf parsely

basil (genovese/sweet style)

I have some black polish radish that is suppose to be sweeter than the spainish variety but those I need to direct sow.

The ants are still in grow box #2. I thought I had gotten them out last year but no such luck. I will need to find some terro boxlettes.

The purple asparagus has quickly sent up a spear. No sign of any others. I collected seeds off of it last year and I really should plant but I'm not sure I can commit to the slowness of it (about 8 weeks to germinate!).

There is so much I want to plant this year but I need a major clean and if I get settlement, there may be enough for roof but the tear off will generate a huge amount of waste and even with tarps down, many things will probably die due to impact and workers' boots so definitely can not do guerrilla gardening along the flower beds and shrubbery.

Currently foraging lilac blossoms. I dry them and place in jars for tea.

The quince is just loaded with blossoms! I have never seen this many flowers! We love quince so hoping for good pollination and much fruit. The red fleshed apple is starting to bloom as is the pears -- yes, the little asian pear may pull through! The raspberries are also starting to bloom. The pots I propagated last year need to find homes or be planted. I need to pull weeds from the white currant transplants. This is the year I need to transplant my little persimmons I grew from seed if they survived. They make a long tap root first so its essential to find a good spot -- no moving them around!!

Once again, too slow on the pruning! The birds are setting up housekeeping. The collared doves once again are trying to nest in the garden. I'm hoping that the neighbors will mellow out. They are becoming more aware of the songbirds that frequent my thicket (there really is a method to my madness... for some things).

Frugal tip: do you knit or crochet? do you want to learn but don't want to commit to a large project? got an old t-shirt? with a pair of cloth scissors, cut your t-shirt into a continuations ribbon about the width of your little finger or half that width. Roll your t-shirt 'ribbon in a ball. From the thrift store or if you have a crafters borrowering library get like maybe number 6-8mm knit needles/ crochet hook. Most craft stores also have economy priced needles/hooks if you want to invest and learn. You can knit/crochet a 'sample' sqare and use it as a wash cloth for your dishes. You can do this trying out new stitches as well with cotton yarns (look in thrift stores, rummage sales and craft discount sales). This way you are learning a new skill, recycling a spent object and hopefully being enthused and having fun. It might even become a hobby!

So my friends, get outside! Grow a garden, get a hobby and grow yourself in the process!

[vodka-and-ocs]

WELCOME TO MY PERSONAL OC HELL

Abby Idris

Ada Amakiir (later Galanodel)

Adel Weiss

Alexana

Amber

Andromeda

Andy

Antares

Arbus Lawrence

Ari

Ariane Serta

Aster Nordström

Audrey

Bajern

Basil

Clarabell "Bell"

Barnard "Bernie"

Bleuet

Nathaniel "Brownie" Brown

Calliope

Camille James

Canopus

Cantique

Cassandra

Cecil

Cepheus

Cerys

Charlie

Cirrus

Claudia

Cobalt Nightingale (formerly Song)

Corbin

Dante

Daryl Galanodel

David Ceese

Decarabia

Deneb

Dust

El

Elaine

Eris Winberg

Etna

Eugenia

Eve

Fireweed

Narangerel "Gan" Purev

Gary Khan

George

Grace

Halley

Hazel Brown

Hedd

Helen C.C. Kobena (C.C. stands for Craterellus Cornucopioides)

Hemlock

(The) Hero

Herophilus

Hillen Eke

Himari Fujimori

Hortense

Hyacinth

Hyo

Irina

Isabelle de la Tour

Jak'raadun'zaerazylym "Silver Jack"

Jackie Lantern

Jessica

Jupiter

Kal Idris

Kamon

Keion Galanis

Kohaku

Kris "Krill"

Lakar

Laurel Walters

(Idris) Lavellan

Leco

Levi Eke

Lewis Glory

Lian

Linus

Liz (short for Lizard, allegedly)

Loveshot

Lyr Galanodel

Malachite

Marcus

Marine

Marisha

Mars

Mashael

Maul

Mavra

Megrim

Mercury ? (later Lawrence)

Mercy

Merryweather

Messier

Miel

Miracle

Mirage

Moira

Mournblade

Mushi ? (later Skoll)

Nadeem

Narcissus

Neptune

Nero

Nora Eke

Nur

Octave

Opal

Ophélie

Orpheus

Ortica

Ouroboros

Owen

Pea

Pendula

Persimmon "Percy"

Philomena

Phoebe Hobbes

Pickle

Pluto Cedeño

Poe K. Amon

Poem

Polaris

Priscilla

Prisme

Proxima

Rat

Ravi

Rena Idris

Rigel

Robjorn "Rob"

Sanctity

Saturn

Scylla

Sedna Ramanantsoa

Sepsha

Shrimp

Silas

Sinistre

Sirius

Sol Nordström

Swift J1818.0

Sylvia

Teeth

Temperance

Thej Mahariel

Tobias

Turmoil

Ulysses

Valerie (Valentine, Raphael, ...) Heart

Vega

Vell

Vincenza "Vinny" Fontanelli

Violet

Viridian

Will Frey

Willow

Wisteria

Yori Kamiya

Zelda

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[chuck-snowbug]

Picture 1-3: Denshu(Japanese Sake/田酒 NEW YEAR ボトル 2024), Beef Sinew Red Curry Rice, Salami Salad & Rakkyou - January 2024

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Porters Posse: Michaelmas [Michaelmas Entries]

A huge ‘thank you!’ to all of the adventurous seasonal cooks who took part in our first Porters Posse seasonal cooking challenge!  Hopefully we all bonded a little with each other and with the season!

If you’re interested in reading what the Posse got up to this Michaelmas, entries can be found by clicking the links below:

@aircea: pickled plums, apple cider, and blackberry butter with dried fruit babka

@henbane-and-honeysuckle: blackberry butter, Strùthan Mhìcheil, and sriracha berry wings and a lovely ritual

@hrusewif :  cumberland sausage, apple, and cider casserole

@msgraveyarddirt:   pickled plums and dumpsie dearie jam

@pagan-stitches: pickled plum toasted cheese sandwich, pickled persimmons, pickled plums, dumpsie dearie jam, and  cider apple chicken with mushrooms with wardens in red wine sauce

@woolandcoffee : cider chicken with mushrooms and a lovely ritual.