Yes, yes, Sanji letting Zoro help in the kitchen by letting him chop vegetables because he's good with pointy objects.
BUT. Have you considered?
They live in a world without most electrical appliances. A FUCKTON of physical labor goes into baking (and keep in mind how often Sanji bakes treats for the girls).
Sanji being tired (physically) and not feeling like taking 10 min to whip whipped cream. Being tired (mentally) of Zoro making fun of him for never working out. Sanji saying "fuck it" and just starts putting him to work.
The foccacia dough needs to be kneaded? "Have fun working a sticky mess for 20 minutes, asshole"
Need meringue? "No, STIFF peaks marimo. Don't tell me you're wimping out already"
"Are you even TRYING to flatten that steak Marimo?"
"Yes, it needs whipped cream. YES, I know you just made some yesterday. We need more"
Zoro's shoulders are burning but he's trying SO HARD not to lose face with the cook and meanwhile Sanji is silently losing it at Zoro's shock that cooking can in fact be a workout
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i like to think that when meg is at camp she sacrifices food to apollo instead of demeter. but not like good food. like, you know those blueberries that are all shriveled up. things like that. or a waffle she accidentally spilled water on. and she always says it’s for lester papadopolous
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Baby Machete is everything to me, I just imagine him running to do an errand in town and clacking a stick against a wood fence and seeing this Lil baby man with his hard earned allowance wanting a treat. (I cannot draw dogs I'm sorry)
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🥖 pls help sherly he’s in pain
I was shown this bread pun (credit to @thatsbelievable) and I couldnt not draw it
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one time, i did an 8 hour drive just to buy a specific kind of bread i was craving. what im saying is cant relate to bread hating nerds
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Your face is a window
Sometimes it's 15:18 on a Wednesday; you're making coffee, water on a kettle, tugging on your sleeves to stave off the cold.
The skys are blue and bright and out of reach, hidden behind blurry windows. Droplets of yourself cling to the glass.
Condensation.
They too are trying to stave off the cold.
There is music playing ; the butterfly album that flutters quietly in your heart. You hold a spoon, cold steal, and weep.
Your tears faces run down the windows,falling from the sky to your hands.
I'm letting go I'm letting go I'm letting go-
The water is ready.
- a nothing writing about 50 minutes ago
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happy sami wearing a thawb and keffiyeh saturday to all those who celebrate
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Dick eating a piece of bread:
Tim also eating a piece of bread:
Damian eating jam and toast:
Jason eating a full English breakfast he made for himself: Sucks to be you guys.
Bruce sprinting in because he smelt food: Is Alfred back?
Tim, Dick and Damian: No.
Jason: (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞
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