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#Pasta with Peppers and Spicy Sausage
ocdelecterble · 1 year
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ONE POT CREAMY CAJUN SAUSAGE PASTA (Medium Spoons)
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Adapted from this recipe to fit my needs. I often use recipes as a guideline to create my own recipe. I adapted this to be my own, but still crediting the inspiration. I definitely prefer the asparagus over mushrooms. Next time, I plan to add shrimp!
The OP claims it’s a 30 minute meal, and I’d like to draw attention to the fact that it took me far longer. Between washing things and prep, and cook time, it took a few hours. That’s the reality of cooking with disabilities and OCD, for those of you that haven’t experienced either.
So for this one, I definitely didn’t use gluten free pasta because I can’t do rice ingredients. I used a bag of tagliatelle that you’d find in the refrigerated pasta section. It cooks faster and uses less cooking liquid, so I adapted for that.
I love mushrooms, but wasn’t feeling mushrooms, and I definitely didn’t have the energy for prepping fresh peppers. Actually, I don’t even buy fresh veggies often because they always rot before I find time/energy to use them up. So the veggies I used were pictsweet grilling blend of peppers, onions, and asparagus. 
I have different steps than most people, probably, in that I wash all the packages of food as well. So rather than bothering with washing a plate and knife to cut the sausages on, once I washed the package, I ripped them apart by hand, since my hands were washed with the package, obviously. Clean hands, clean package. Saved me some time. I didn’t bother taking them out of the pot while the veggies cooked. I literally just browned the sausages, added the veggies until the liquid cooked down, added the tomatoes, pasta, and chicken broth (of which I used less than half of the 32oz container) and cooked the pasta down. Once the pasta was cooked, I added in most of an 8oz tub of whipped cream cheese. It definitely didn’t need more. I had no need to buy cajun seasonings after looking at the ingredients. I opted for some Montreal Chicken seasoning and chipotle powder. Season to taste, obviously. You do you.
I live alone, and cook just for myself, so I ate out of the pot with plastic fork and spoon. Whatever. Less to wash. Less energy wasted.
Ingredients:
1. Johnsonville Jalapeno Cheddar Smoked Sausages, broken/sliced up 2. Pictsweet Farms Veggies for Grilling: Asparagus, Sweet Peppers & Onions 3. 1 Can fire roasted Diced tomato 4. 7oz whipped cream cheese 5. Chicken broth (according to pasta’s need!) 6. Rana Green & Yellow Tagliatelle 7. Chiptle powder (to taste) 8. McCormick Montreal Chicken Seasoning (to taste)
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I have too much shit in my freezers, useful as they are, and should really go through & throw some things out. But my gods, sometimes past me really comes through for hungry current me.
Tonight it's a deli container of pasta sauce, made last summer when sweet peppers were in season and I cooked a ton of them down, slowly, with onions, and then put in hot Italian sausage and just a little tomato. There's fresh basil in this, and 9 months in the freezer does not change that it's 1000 miles from dried, and that I was right to start 16+ basil plants again.
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neongreencoffin · 1 month
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Spicy Sausage Bell Peppers Pasta
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foodffs · 2 years
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This easy Cajun pasta is packed with spicy flavor! Made with vegan sausage, peppers, and fire roasted tomatoes in a creamy sauce, it’s both comforting and easy to make. Recipe: https://www.connoisseurusveg.com/creamy-vegan-cajun-pasta/
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pretty-princess-4ever · 7 months
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Frozen meals for 200 calories or less 💜🎀
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Healthy choice simply steamers garden vegetable: 150 calories
Lean cuisine steak portabella: 160 calories
Healthy choice power bowls Greek style chicken: 170 calories
Healthy choice power bowls spicy beef teriyaki: 170 calories
Scott & Jon’s shrimp and vegetable stir fry: 170 calories
Healthy choice power bowls cajun style chicken and sausage: 170 calories
Smart ones slow roasted turkey breast: 170 calories
Lean cuisine herb roasted chicken: 180 calories
Healthy choice simply steamers grilled chicken marsala: 180 calories
Smart ones homestyle beef pot roast: 180 calories
Healthy choice cafe steamers beef merlot: 180 calories
Healthy choice simply steamers sesame chicken with riced cauliflower: 180 calories
Healthy choice simply steamers chicken tikka masala with rice cauliflower: 190 calories
Healthy choice simply steamers grilled chicken and broccoli alfredo: 190 calories
Lean cuisine roasted turkey and vegetables: 190 calories
Smart ones broccoli and cheddar roasted potatoes: 190 calories
Smart ones cheesy scramble with hash browns: 190 calories
Michelina’s cheese manicotti: 190 calories
Michelina’s Salisbury steak: 190 calories
Stouffer’s stuffed pepper: 200 calories
Healthy choice cafe steamers chicken fajita: 200 calories
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Healthy choice power bowls roasted red pepper romesco chicken pasta: 200 calories
Smart ones angel hair marinara: 200 calories
Smart ones crustless chicken pot pie: 200 calories
Smart ones breakfast wrap: 200 calories
Smart ones ham and cheese scramble: 200 calories
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plumslices · 6 months
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Do you have a recipe for that pasta i need it
This is very weeknight pasta and i did it in a weird order than i normally do my brain is mush from cough medicine ok. I chopped onion and garlic browned in oil added tomato paste and spread it in a thin layer caramelized it in the pan. Added wine and deglazed removed the paste. Browned spicy italian sausage added more wine bc I wasn’t going to drink it and pepper flakes let them bloom in the mixture and then my leftover ground beef. Added blended canned fire roasted tomatoes with basil. Italian seasonings, extra basil. Add the paste back and let it simmer for a bit. Like 30 mins extra seasoning at the end. Made the pasta added a little pasta water. Parm reg on top
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vidaamour · 11 months
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Vegan/Vegetarian shopping list:
Pre Made salad bags (it’s a lot cheaper to just buy bagged salad and add to it, then buying a bunch of ingredients that will go bad if not used)
Make a list of fruits and vegetables that you like and get them (some times if you get the funky shaped ones you get a few cents off, even if you don’t that stops the funky shaped produce from being tossed)
Nut butters (most almond and peanut butters are vegan, jelly and Jams aren’t because they’re made with gelatin)
Bread, check the ingredients because a lot of breads are accidentally vegan/vegetarian ( Vegetarian/Vegan (link) Sandwiches will be your best friend)
Pasta (like bread a lot of pasta is accidentally vegan, CHECK THE INGREDIENTS)
Rice and beans are some of the cheapest things to buy, buy them dry and you can have them for a while in your pantry
Google vegan ramen, (if you’re like me and love spicy ramen then you’ll be happy to know Samyang 2x spicy hot chicken flavor Ramen in the red pack is VEGAN they use artificial chicken flavor rather then animal products. Vegan Kimchi regular and spicy is a lot easier to find then you may think just look for ones without fish sauce and shrimp)
Tofu (tofu is very versatile and it’s great source of vegan/vegetarian protein made from soy, it takes flavor beautifully and it’s relatively cheap firm/extra firm is best)
Cheese (there are so many vegan cheese options, for grated parmigiana follow your heart has both grated and shredded, Violife has a block. Violife has the best shredded substitutes, and singles. Daiya is a little weird in my opinion however they’re cheddar dairy free Mac and cheese is amazing (you just gotta use different pasta then it comes with)
Meat substitutes ( We’ve come a long way with decent vegan meat substitutes, beyond meat makes a whole variety of plant based meat substitutes that are very tasty especially if you’re still craving that meaty texture. Impossible meat substitutes also has amazing plant based meat substitutes, Impossible also has vegan chicken nuggets that tastes like McDonald’s and even have dino shaped ones. Light life has everything from vegan sausage crumbles to Bacon, the vegan bacon and hot dogs are amazing)
Eggs (just egg and simply egg are planted based substitutes for eggs, they’re liquid like an egg beater but can be used in place of eggs from a scramble to a baking ingredient)
Dairy (Vegan milk/coffee creamer you got options coconut, almond, soy, oat, pea protein. Pick what you like best. Personally California farms Oat milk in original and California farms oat vanilla creamer are my favorites. I’ll throw cream cheese and Yogurt in here as well Kite Hill regular and Strawberry cream cheese are my favorite, Kite Hill blue berry, and Strawberry vegan yogurt are my favorite. MIYOKO’S vegan butter)
Snacks (Lenny and Larry’s plant based chocolate chip cookies, Spudsy sweet potato puffs they have a million different flavors I like the hot fries. Vegan rob’s dragon puffs these are the vegan equivalent to hot Cheeto puffs but without the red dye 40. Vegan rob’s also has cheese puffs)
Sauces (Anne’s goddess dressing is very tangy, Diaya blue cheese and Caesar dressings are amazing, can be thick though, they also have ranch but I got a vegan homemade ranch recipe. Hot sauce, Franks, Cholula, Tabasco, and Tapatío are vegan. Ketchup& mustard are vegan. Hellmans and follow your heart have vegan mayonnaise,Sir Kingston’s and Follow your heart also have chipotle Mayo. Follow your heart also has vegan sour cream)
Seasonings (seasons you should have in your cabinet click here, the dollar tree sells all these for a dollar and most grocery stores sell adobo)
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storiesofsvu · 7 months
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Heavy Hearts Ch 15
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Warnings: language, alcohol and drug consumption, manipulation/emotional abuse slowly starting, some mentions of sexual situations.
 It wasn’t a surprise the next morning when you and Brock were finishing up breakfast that Eleanor came barrelling into the guest house all excited about your doctor’s appointment. She had a smoothie in her hand, one that she insisted you drink, full of all the proper antioxidants of course. The entire drive to the doctor’s office she was going on and on about all of her own pregnancy ‘hacks’ and things she had read on the internet recently and she didn’t stop until Brock finally snapped, telling her to be quiet. You couldn’t help but let out a little breath of relief, squeezing at his hand that was wrapped around yours in thanks. You were already doing your best not to freak out at the entire thing, you didn’t need Eleanor chanting in your ear about birth plans right now, that was months away. Right now was just the first ultrasound, making sure everything was going well and to get you on the right path to have a healthy baby.
You felt a wave of relief flow through you at the doctor’s words, knowing that whatever you’d been doing in the weeks before the positive test hadn’t done any harm and that things were looking good so far. The doctor ran a couple of other tests, wrote out a list of vitamins they recommended and left you with a date for your next appointment and a stack of pamphlets and book suggestions to answer any other questions in the meantime. Brock smiled brightly at you, ducking to press a kiss to your lips as you left the office, saying he’d be home for dinner before he disappeared into a car to take him off to work. Eleanor escorted you back to the other car and didn’t stop talking until you’d arrived back at the Lexington’s estate. You gave her a small smile, saying you were beyond tired and were incredibly thankful when she let you vanish into the guest house in peace.
As it turned out, you actually were pretty exhausted, after a quick snack you’d collapsed into bed and slept most of the afternoon. When you finally woke up you could hear someone clattering around the kitchen, the smell of food wafting through the house and that was enough for you to pull yourself out of bed, realizing you hadn’t eaten since the smoothie that morning and considering you were eating for two now, that probably wasn’t a great idea.
Padding down the hallway you felt your stomach grumbling already, surprised when you rounded the corner to find Brock in the kitchen instead of a housekeeper. He glanced up from the stove, a grin on his face as he greeted you,
“Hey sleepyhead.” His arm wound around your waist and you were too tired to push him away, letting his lips hit your temple, “you hungry?”
“Yeah.” You yawned, stretching out your body as an excuse to shift away from him, “smells amazing.”
“Well, I do have skills in other places than the bedroom you know.” He smirked and you held back an eyeroll, making your way around the island to take a seat, “those are for you by the way.” He gestured to a brown paper package along with a gift bag and your brow furrowed as you reached out, pulling it toward you, starting with what looked like a bouquet. You were right on the nose thinking it was flowers, an incredible bouquet that was a mix of red, pink and purple roses,
“Brock… these are gorgeous.”
“Gorgeous flowers for my gorgeous girl.” He grinned, flicking the burner on the stove off, letting the food rest for a minute as he pulled down a vase to pour some water in before helping you put the roses into it, “just thought you deserved something pretty.” He shrugged.
“Thank you.” Your gaze stayed on the flowers for a moment before drifting back to him, finally able to give him a soft smile, “they’re really nice.”
“They’re just the start.” He smiled back, turning around to plate up dinner, spicy Italian sausage and pepper pasta, asking what you wanted to drink before settling in at the island across from you with a beer.
Conversation was quiet at first, not that you had much to update him on, but once you’d asked about how his day at work was it started to flow easier. He was already high ranked in the up and coming political community and as the year wore on he would start his campaign for city council. He had enough to ramble on about to take over the rest of dinner, satisfied with the amount of times you interjected to ask a question, probe further or feign praise over his career. By the time you were both done eating he scooped up the plates, clearing the island and making sure everything was in the dish washer. He returned to the island to nudge the gift bag toward you,
“There’s more in there you know.”
“Brock.. you don’t have to buy my affection; you’ve kinda already got me locked in.” You groaned with half a tease and he laughed.
“Doesn’t mean I can’t spoil you.” He squeezed at your hand over the counter and you dug through the bag to find a couple of stuffed animals, finally pulling out a handful of catalogues of home furnishings. “I guess technically these aren’t for you, but I swung by a couple of places on the way home, I figured we should probably start thinking about the nursery.” He squeezed at your hand again, bringing it up to his lips to lay a kiss on the back of it.
“Yeah…” You replied, fingers tracing the outline of the crib on the front cover, feeling your stomach begin to churn at the thought of all of this being real and not some kind of fever dream nightmare.
“I mean, it’s either this or my mother hounding you with wedding catalogues.”
“Ugh.” You dropped your head into your hand, “no. This is way more important, and gonna happen before we know it.”
“I know.” He grinned across at you, “so how about we start to pick some pieces, I can make sure they get ordered right away.” He nodded toward the couch, picking up his drink so you could scoop up the catalogues and move into the living room.
This was happening, and you had to be prepared for it no matter what.
**
The nursery was beginning to be filled with boxes and bags of shopping, items to be put together, organized and decorated in the days to come. Some of it was ordered through catalogues or websites and some of it you wanted to see in person, to compare to other options available. Considering Brock was working even more hours now, you ended up strolling through stores with Eleanor, happy that you were able to distract her with baby stuff. You were thankful for your ability to block her out as she was clearly the person most excited for the baby to come, to have a grandchild finally, she rarely stayed quiet. She rambled on with stories from Brock and Archer’s childhoods, traditions that she wanted to continue on, she was about to start recommending private preschools to you when you stumbled into the crib section and she instantly got distracted.
You appeased some of her decisions and swayed her on a couple of others, reminding her of the planned theme for the nursery and the items you’d already bought and she’d quickly agree about not wanting things to clash. She loaded the cart up with an array of adorable onesies and toys, it was apparent this kid was going to be getting far too much spoiling from grandparents. After the third store you’d managed to find most of what you wanted and needed, at least for the start and she had the house staff take everything back to the house and dragged you out to lunch. Ending up on the patio at Ocean Prime where Eleanor indulged in caviar deviled eggs, prime steak tartare and probably too many cucumber gimlets while you poked and prodded at some lobster mac and cheese, sipping on your water.
“Honey you need to eat, you know it’s alright to complain and send it back if you don’t like it.” She commented and you let out a small sigh, leaning back in your chair.
“I’m honestly not that hungry.” Your hand settled on your stomach, “I know it’s called morning sickness but it really hits any time of day and it’s been so bad.”
“Oh well let’s get you a ginger ale.” She flagged down a server to order the drink, flashing an incredibly fake smile at them before they wandered off to get it. “I’ve got an extensive list of smoothie recipes back at the house, good for all sorts of ailments, anything from sore muscles, nausea, allergies, migraines, they do wonders! I’ll get some copies made for you, have the maid pick up what you need for them.”
“Thanks.” You reply was more directed toward the server who was dropping off your ginger ale, but Eleanor didn’t need to know that.
“You know, now that I’ve got you out of the house we should go to some dress stores next.” She grinned widely and you glanced up with a confused expression on your face.
“Why dress stores? We don’t know if it’s a girl or boy yet.”
“Not for the baby silly,” she laughed, “wedding dresses! For you!”
“Oh…” you stalled suddenly sitting upright as you brain scrambled, “I don’t really know if that’s a good idea right now…”
“Well why not?” She took another sip of her cocktail, “I mean after all, you are getting married.”
“I know it’s a bit non traditional to have a baby before getting married, but there’s still so much planning to be done for the wedding and I don’t want to be a pregnant bride, especially if I’m showing…”
“Oh goodness! You know, I didn’t even think of that! No, we don’t need that at all, you deserve to have a glass of actual champagne on your wedding day. Not to mention the baby weight…” Her lips pursed as she surveyed you for a moment, as if you were already showing and carrying extra pounds, “no, that won’t do at all. You’re right, we need to make sure you’re in tip top shape before you walk down that aisle. My Brock does deserve the best after all. I’ll have my trainer at the club put together some workouts for you, some easy stuff you can do to help get rid of it.”
“Great.” You feigned a smile, swallowing back a yawn and Eleanor frowned.
“You need to rest.” She pointed out, “we’ll get the rest of this to go. I’ll make sure to send over one of the cooks to get you some dinner, need my grandbaby to grow big and strong.”
“Yeah.” You replied with a tired smile, folding your napkin on the table top as she got the cheque.
Back at the house Eleanor quickly summoned one of the staff to take the shopping you hadn’t sent back already over to the guest house before she disappeared into the main house and you were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Unlocking the door you could hear someone clattering around down the hall and figured it was someone on the Lexington’s staff doing their daily clean. You stepped out of your shoes, tossing your coat onto the coat rack before wandering down the hallway to the nursery and you ended up finding the source of the noise, surprised to see that it was actually Brock. Sitting on the floor, tool box and a beer on one side, instruction manual on the other as he was putting together the crib.
“You’re home early.” You greeted with a tired smile, placing down the other bags of shopping in the corner of the room.
“Figured I could duck out.” He glanced up to you with a wicked grin, “a new baby is the greatest excuse.” You let out a huff of a laugh.
“I’m sure.”
“Did you want me to start on the dresser?” He asked, nodding toward the box, “so you can organize some of the clothes?”
“No, keep doing what you’re doing.” You replied with a yawn, “your mother successfully exhausted me, I need a nap.”
“Okay. I’ll do my best to keep it down.”
“No worries.” You paused for a moment in the doorway, looking back as Brock continued to work on the crib. It felt weird, a little like you were watching an alternate universe unfold in front of you, never in a million years did you expect someone like him to actually be involved in this. You’d already made peace with the fact that you’d be relying on housekeeping staff to get things ready and essentially do everything else on your own. Maybe you’d misjudged Brock and he wasn’t going to be the absent father you’d expected of him.
**
The kitchen windows were cracked open, letting the fresh evening air in as a playlist echoed from your phone on the counter. You’d finally managed to have a day with little to no nausea and more energy and had decided to take advantage of it. You heard the door opening, the sound of Brock dropping his keys on the entry way table as he stepped out of his shoes, his briefcase finding home on the floor beside it before his footsteps rounded into the kitchen.
“What’s all this?” He asked with a grin as he stepped toward you, winding an arm around your middle as he kissed the side of your head.
“Dinner.” You replied with a shrug.
“You didn’t have to; I could’ve had the staff cover the meals; you know that.”
“Don’t worry about it.” You let out a small laugh, “I was bored, it isn’t much.”
Brock shifted around you as you turned back to the stove, reaching into the cupboard to grab a pint glass, “it’s still something, and it smells incredible.”
“I mean,” you started with a laugh, “Casey did call deem it my engagement deserving stir fry she loved it so much.”
Your attention was on the pan in front of you, a small smile on your cheeks at the memory, even if thinking about Casey was still painful, and Brock was lucky you were distracted, his hand clenching too tightly around the glass at the mention of the other woman. You jumped at the sound of glass shattering, a quiet shriek escaping your lips as you whipped around to find Brock facing the other counter.
“Shit.” He swore, quickly inspecting his hand before glancing over his shoulder, catching you with the worried expression on your face, “sorry. Didn’t realize I’d put it down so hard.”
“It’s fine.” You replied, “wasn’t like it was my favourite cup or anything.”
“Yeah.” He mumbled, moving to clean up the glass before dumping into the garbage, “how much longer? I’m gonna go change outta this suit.”
“Like five minutes.” You replied, turning back to the stove and he vanished from the room.
**
“You know, no matter how hard you stare into there you won’t summon things to the fridge, right?” Brock teased with a laugh as he caught you in the kitchen and you let out a sigh, swinging the door shut.
“Incredibly unfortunate.”
“What’re you craving?” His arm wrapped around you, hand settling on your stomach and you cringed internally.
“Double chocolate brownie ice cream.” You replied with a grumble, slipping from his grasp and moving toward the living room, “oh…and flaming hot Cheetos, used to hate ‘em ‘til Casey got me hooked.”
“I hope you don’t mean together.” Brock laughed, following you around the corner, watching you drop onto the couch with a huff. He leant over the back of it, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, “I’ll run out and grab them. And I won’t judge if you do make some weird concoction.”
He was gone out the door before you could protest or thank him, leaving you wondering, yet again, if you really had known Brock before all of this began or if you’d only known the façade he put on to get by in this politically filled world. You’d never been one on one with him, he’d never held down a girlfriend long enough for you to hear good things about him, he always had a new date on his arm or was flying solo flirting with anything with a pulse. You were starting to wonder if maybe all it took was a bit of privacy and commitment for him to drop the act and actually reveal that he was a good person. It would’ve been far easier to send one of the house staff out to the store.
*
Brock pulled the car into the driveway and shifted it into park, letting out a grumble as he grabbed the grocery bag from the passenger seat to get out of the car, popping a cigarette into his mouth as he did so. He glanced up when a beam of light burst from the main house as the front door opened and shut, Archer stepping outside.
“Hey.” The other man greeted with a grin, “thought you’d be on nursery duty.”
“Craving control.” He held up the bag before lighting the smoke.
“You whipped or what? Why not just send Carl?”
“Needed more smokes.” He took a particularly long drag, inhaling as much as he could, falling in step beside Archer, “already blew through a pack this week.”
“Geeze, work that stressful?” Archer asked and he simply grunted in return, “what’s eating you?”
“Nothing.”
“Oh c’mon, I can tell you’re lying. You not loving fiancé life?” He asked with a tease, snagging the pack of smokes to steal one, lighting it up and taking a drag. Brock let out a grunt of a sigh, pulling on the smoke again before his face hardened.
“It’s her damn ex.”
“The dyke from Harvard?”
“Yeah.” He flicked at the cigarette, “she keeps coming up. I don’t think it’s on purpose but it’s pissing me off. Everything was done right; she should hate the bitch but for some reason she continues to slip into conversation.”
“Bro…” Arched laughed, “you have got to get that girl out of her head.” He clapped his shoulder, laughing harder, “otherwise she’s gonna remember that she can do so much better than you. Even if her parents don’t want her marrying a girl.”
“Dick.” Brock punched his chest, “the Vanderbilt’s know they can’t get better than this.”
“Yeah? You might wanna talk to dad before you get too cocky.”
“Stop fucking worrying about it, okay?” He snapped, “I don’t see you doing anything to help the situation. I did what I was supposed to, now fuck off, I’ve got a fiancée to take care of.”
“Yeah, okay.” Archer chuckled, clapping his shoulder once again, “how about you go put on the moves and fuck her so good she forgets about anyone else?”
“Whatever.”
*
The ice cream was half finished, stashed away in the freezer for whenever the craving hit again as the two of you retired to the bedroom. It started out as normal, slipping under the covers and curling up away from Brock until his arm wound around you, rolling you onto your back and his lips met yours. The taste of cigarette smoke invaded your mouth as his tongue slid its way in and you were about to push him off you when he broke the kiss, lips trailing down your neck as his hands shifted lower on your body. For only a moment it was a relief but the nicotine smell was completely taking over your senses.
“Brock, stop..” You muttered, clawing at his shoulders.
“C’mon baby…” He smirked against your collarbone and your stomach churned.
“I mean it.” You barely made it over the edge of the bed, yanking the garbage can into position before the contents of your dinner came racing back up. Brock jolting away from you as you continued to gag. “I told you I didn’t like the smell and that was even before you knocked me up.” You groaned, slipping from the bed to deal with the garbage bag and re-brush your teeth.
“Hey,” he caught your arm, “I’ll deal with that and I’ll go to the guest room, you sleep here.”
“No.” You shook your head tiredly, “the pillows already smell too, I’ll go to the guest room, it’s fine.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
**
Brock rolled off you, letting out a satisfied groan as he collapsed against the pillows, his body coated in a sheen of sweat as he pulled the sheets back up. He playfully slapped at your hip, a dark chuckle escaping his lips as he did so,
“Wow you really are good at that.” He smirked, “well… we are I guess.” He laughed again.
“Yeah.” You mumbled, pulling the sheet tighter around you. You could still taste the whiskey on your lips from his tongue, the nicotine burning your mouth, feeling it fill with saliva and you wished you could chug a bottle of tequila to rid yourself of the taste.
“I’m gonna go smoke.” He tossed back the blankets, tugging on a pair of sweats before he practically stumbled from the bedroom to head outside and you let out a low breath.
Waiting until you heard the front door swing shut behind him you then slipped from under the covers, scooping your pyjamas from the floor before darting into the bedroom. Brock had been working more and more hours recently, staying out late, work dinners with too much booze and too many cigars. Some of which you were dragged along to, playing the role of supportive fiancée with the rest of the wives who wanted nothing more than to be a trophy on a rich man’s arm. His work load had increased and you knew it, he was stressed about it, he had more responsibilities, he was in charge of his own team, gearing up for his campaign for city council and it showed. What used to be one beer with dinner had turned into three. He was smoking nearly a pack of cigarettes in two days and he was starting to miss more dinners and bedtimes than you’d expected at this point. You hadn’t been concerned about it until you were sorting things for dry cleaning and found a tiny empty plastic baggie in one of his pockets and realized he was doing coke at these late night dinners too.
Tugging on your clothes you let out a sad sigh, looking at yourself in the mirror while you gained your bearings. It would be fine. The election would pass before you knew it, things would be fine, they had to be. You brushed your teeth, splashing some water on your face before retreating back to the bedroom, finding Brock propped up on the headboard already.
“God you’re fucking sexy.” He murmured, a near slur to his words as he tugged you to him in an attempt to kiss you again, a hand cupping at your ass.
“Brock.” You protested, pushing away from him as you gagged, your eyes closing for a moment as you tried to ignore the cigarette smell. “I’m going to the guest room.”
“Oh c’mon.” He laughed, “you can handle round two. It’ll be worth it…”
“I’m exhausted.” You mumbled, sneaking off the bed.
“Alright, alright. Get some sleep darlin’. I guess I’ll get myself off.”
**
You were curled up on the couch, a blanket half tossed over your body while you stared at the mindless television show playing in front of you. You were exhausted, alone, your entire existence feeling emptier with each day that went by. Not only was Brock busier with work, you noticed the way he was slowly starting to come undone, the late nights, even if he was home were accompanied by bourbon instead of beers, he was staying up until the crack of dawn after you went to bed and you knew that wasn’t unassisted. He was still doing his best to make sure you were fed, taken care of, and getting the nursery set up, but he was on edge and it worried you. You spent the days making sure the house was baby proofed, trying to avoid Eleanor and he constant wedding planning. Flipping through books of venues, flowers, caterers, even just the type of food you wanted, everything was a question and more and more pressure on you while you were just trying to remain healthy for yourself and the baby. You were forever thankful that that was always a good enough excuse to get out of things, wedding planning binders spread across the coffee table and kitchen island each day.
You could hear Brock clattering around somewhere deeper in the house, potentially the bedroom while you wound down from dinner. He’d been late, again, saying he’d already eaten while he poured out a stiff drink before he vanished from the room. Suddenly his footsteps got louder, closer and you almost thought, angrier until his voice shook through the air.
“What the fuck is this?!” Whatever he was talking about he’d clearly thrown over the back of the couch, hitting directly onto your ankle bone and you winced.
“Ouch! Brock what the hell?” You sat up, hand darting out for it and your eyes widened when you realized what it was, your heart jumping into your throat as you tried to hold back the tears.
“Why the hell do you have an entire album filled with pictures of your ex?!” He shouted, lunging closer to the back of the couch and you dropped the album, nearly leaning away from him. “Shouldn’t you be over her? You said she broke up with you.”
“She did.” You replied, holding back the sorrow in your voice, “I.. didn’t realize I even still had this.”
“Well it was on the top of your bag!”
“Brock, c’mon, I’m sorry.” You pleaded, watching the anger in his eyes, the way the vein in his neck was throbbing, “when I moved in here I just tossed all my stuff into bags. I was unpacking the last of it this morning and found it at the bottom of my suitcase, that’s it, I swear.”
“You talk about her a hell of a lot.”
“She used to be a big part of my life. Used to. In the past, okay?”
“You sure?”
“Yeah.” You heard the tremor in your voice that time, “believe me, she’s blocked me, we haven’t said a word since the breakup. She was a whole lifetime ago, you and this baby… that’s my future.”
Brock let out a sigh, running a hand over his face and brushing through his hair as his shoulders sagged, “is any of this stuff online? Any other copies or something? You know how politics work; the other side could twist something like these photos into some gay affair that’ll sink my entire campaign and career.”
“No.” You ducked your gaze, “those are the only copies. I’m sorry, I’ll get rid of it tomorrow.” Your hand closed around the small album, tossing it to the coffee table with the mental note to hide it as soon as you were out of his line of sight while the tears began to invade your eyes. Brock suddenly softened, noticing the state of upset,
“Hey…” He quickly rounded the couch, waiting for you to shift, glancing up at him before he sat beside you, still giving you space, “hey.. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell.” His hand cautiously reached out for your knee, squeezing softly, “darlin’, I’m not mad at you, swear. Work just has me so fucking stressed, it’s like every single thing I do could fuck up my entire career with only one second. I didn’t realize how much pressure it was going to be this early in the game.”
“I know.” You replied with a quick sniffle, hand darting up to wipe away a tear, “I’m sorry too. I’m just tired.”
“You don’t need to apologize.” He squeezed at your knee again, “I overreacted,” he gestured to the photo album, “I just worry about you sweetheart. I know how much you cared about her and those feelings take a while to go away, no matter what happen. I don’t like the idea of you hanging onto pieces of that relationship when she tossed you aside like you were trash, because you’re a fucking gem and if you keep shit like that, I worry that you’re gonna let yourself continue to get hurt. And sometimes it makes mee feel a little inferior.” He admitted with a shrug, “I know we didn’t exactly happen like most couples do but this is what I want, promise.” He leant in, kissing your cheek, “I’m sorry, so sorry. It won’t happen again.”
“Kay.” You replied, letting him wrap his arm around you and pull you into his shoulder as your eyes blurred with tears, gaze remaining on the photo book and the memories that it held.
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It was late. Later than you planned on being up, but that ice cream craving was hitting again, specifically with those Cheetos. So you were standing in the kitchen, scooping up dessert on the chips, your gaze settled on the ultrasound on the fridge. Brock had been at the appointment of course, only long enough to find out you were having a girl and that everything was healthy before he disappeared back to work and had yet to return home.
But that didn’t matter.
As the seasons changed and the air began to chill as the leaves started to turn all that mattered was you and the baby, your daughter, who was currently gently kicking against your abdomen. You let out a happy hum, your hand rubbing along your small bump,
“I know, I know. You want more cheezies.” You chuckled, “as you wish.” Your gaze drifted back up to the ultrasound, “it’s just you and me bug. I’ve got you. I promise. No matter what happens, you’re my everything, us against the world.”
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The door to Casey’s dorm room was open, giving off a friendly, approachable vibe as she unpacked all of her things for the coming term. As horrible of a summer that she’d had she was ready to put all of it behind her, to start on a new leg, a new life, to spend her final year at Harvard focused on school ready to ace every single exam and essay that came her way. She’d managed to convince herself that having you around would only have been a distraction anyways; this was a blessing in disguise.
“Case!” Kristen’s voice called out as she rounded into the room with a bright smile, “Sherry told me you’d moved in!”
“Hey!” She turned with a bright smile, greeting the other girl with a tight hug.
“What’s with the single dorm?” She questioned, glancing around the room, “I know you and y/n liked to share but a single bed’s a little small don’t you think?”
“Uh.. you didn’t hear?” Casey nervously glanced around the room for anywhere to look but the other girl.
“No…what happened?”
“We’re not talking anymore.” Casey sighed, dropping down onto the bed, “things kinda went haywire after she went back to D.C.”
“Well that’s gonna make class awkward.” She laughed.
“It would, but she’s not coming back.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah.” Casey huffed out a laugh, “uh.. we’re like.. done, done. She’s engaged… and pregnant..”
“Oh fuck.” Kristen’s eyes widened, dropping onto the edge of the bed beside her, “okay well, fuck her and fuck that. I’m on your side, and we’re gonna make this year your year! Find you the best hottie we can and you won’t even remember her name by graduation.”
“Thanks.” Casey laughed, a slight sorrow in her eyes as she did so, “but how about we just focus on school and ignore everything else? I can get back into dating once we’ve passed the bar.”
“Whatever you want.” She leant in, kissing Casey’s cheek, “you gonna come down to the kegger tonight?”
“Maybe.” Casey replied, flashing her a small smile as the other girl bounded from the room with a giggle and she let out a soft sigh. Her eyes drifted to one of the smaller boxes she had yet to unpack yet, a couple of the coziest and most worn shirts and hoodies that belonged to you that she’d never gotten the chance to return. Buried at the bottom, a tiny box with the diamond she’d been planning on giving to you after you’d both graduated.
A future she had once been certain of.
A future that she now was certain would never happen.
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briarpatch-kids · 7 months
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You often talk about enjoying vegetables, so I hope you might be able to help me with something. I'm trying to add more veggies into my diet, but I'm not a big fan of raw vegetables so I was wondering if you had suggestions of how to prepare vegetables/dishes that are veggie heavy? So far I've been enjoying roasting broccoli and cauliflower in the oven with some olive oil, salt and pepper.
Also you genuinely seem like a cool, down to earth person. I hope you have a good day/night!
Mixing it in pasta and noodles are awesome!! I like to heat up a big deep frying pan to about a 6 on my range top dial with a little grapeseed oil, then sear some cut up meat and add vegetables to it. Start with the tough veggies first, carrots, celery... summer squash isn't tough, but it has a lot of moisture to release to keep it from being slimy. After a minute or two I add a spoonful or two of Lao Gan Ma chili bean or chili crunch oil I try and use enough that you get the umami flavor without making it spicy.
If I'm making pasta, I've started a pot of water boiling at the same time as I start frying my meat and chopping my vegetables. I add paprika, cumin, whatever herbs I have laying around, worchestershire sauce, and either whatever beer cider or wine we have laying around, or broth. Add the noodles to the water when it boils and start a timer for them. Generally, once the timer has about 3-5 minutes left, I throw a handful of flour I'm and mix it, then whatever delicate vegetables we have laying around, usually tomatoes and peppers, nasturtium leaf, kale... that kind of thing. Drain the pasta when the timer goes off and mix the noodles with the contents of the frying pan. Food time!
If you don't want to do pasta, you can also leave out the broth and crack like 5 or 6 eggs into the pan instead and make a sort of frittata or scramble.
If I'm making noodles, I usually add ginger and garlic to the pan, then the tough vegetables. Then I turn on my kettle and pour it over a bunch of bean threads and let them soften while I add soy sauce, rice wine, and broth to the pan, then add the delicate vegetables, I use baby bok choi here along with the other delicate vegetables I added to pasta. Now I toss the half soft noodles into the pan with the veggies and cook it till the bean threads soak up all the liquid.
Sometimes I serve veggies cooked like this over rice instead of bean threads, then put tofu cooked with a Teriyaki glaze, fried pork belly, or fried eggs on top.
I also put sweet corn in the oven at 425 degrees for 20 minutes, shucked and wrapped in foil with nondairy butter and salt. Sweet potatoes can also be wrapped in foil and cooked at 425 for an hour, I don't like the texture but my husband eats them a lot dipped in sweet chili sauce.
I kind of base my regular weeknight dinners off of whatever veggies we have kicking around the fridge or garden and whatever protein we have. Sometimes it's tofu, sometimes it's polish sausage.
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drinkbooksreadtea · 3 months
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American Vegetable Soup (A Customizable Recipe)
When people say "American home cooking" to me this is the dish that comes to mind. I've always struggled with what to call it- it's minestrone's cousin, calling it just vegetable soup feels misleading since there's meat, goulash implies a connection to a completely unrelated Hungarian dish, I don't know. American Vegetable Soup feels right don't yell at me.
I've bolded all the ingredients/necessary components for ease of making a list. I hope that's helpful.
In a pot over medium heat add diced aromatics (onion, garlic, peppers, carrots, celery, so forth: mix and match what you have) and fry. Brown a 1 lb package of meat (beef, turkey, pork, chicken, sausage imitation meat or even sliced mushrooms). When it's brown add 1 small can of tomato paste and fry for a few minutes. Then add 1-2 bags of frozen vegetables of your choice (frozen mixed vegetables are standard but if you only have corn and peas, or a stir fry blend, or California blend, just dump it in). Add water to cover, whatever bouillon or stock cubes you have on hand, Italian seasoning, a bay leaf, garlic powder, onion powder, and spicy powders to taste (cayenne, paprika, chili powder, red pepper flakes- you can use other non-heat related spices like dill or fennel if they feel right but I like to add A Red Spice, basically), and bring to a boil then simmer.
Now you need a carb component, and what you choose changes your cooking time. If you just want vegetables and meat, cook 30 minutes and you're done. Some of my favorites are pasta (add in when there's ~10-15 minutes of cook time left depending on your pasta choice), barley (add when you add the veg, cook 45 mins minimum), rice (add when you add the veg, cook 30 minutes), or cubed potatoes (add with veg, cook 30 minutes).
Enjoy!
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sweethoneyrose83 · 3 months
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Can you do a Montgomery Gator themed pasta dish?
Monty Golf's Pasta Plate
Ingredients:
- 12 oz penne pasta
- 1 lb Italian sausage (mild or spicy)
- 1 onion, chopped
- 3 cloves garlic, minced
- 1 can (14.5 oz) diced tomatoes
- 1 can (8 oz) tomato sauce
- 1 teaspoon dried basil
- 1 teaspoon dried oregano
- Salt and pepper to taste
- Grated Parmesan cheese for garnish
- Fresh basil or parsley for garnish (optional)
Instructions:
1. Cook the penne pasta according to package instructions until al dente. Drain and set aside.
2. In a large skillet, cook the Italian sausage over medium heat, breaking it apart into crumbles. Once cooked, remove excess grease if necessary.
3. Add chopped onion to the skillet with the sausage and cook until softened, then add minced garlic and cook for another minute.
4. Stir in the diced tomatoes, tomato sauce, dried basil, dried oregano, salt, and pepper. Let it simmer for about 10-15 minutes, allowing the flavors to meld.
5. Add the cooked penne pasta to the skillet with the sauce. Toss everything together until the pasta is coated evenly with the sauce.
6. Serve hot, garnished with grated Parmesan cheese and fresh basil or parsley if desired.
Feel free to adjust the seasoning and ingredients to your taste preferences.
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wispstalk · 11 months
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fluffy frittata
Found alike on lords' tables and peasant kitchens all over Tamriel, the frittata is the king of easy meals. In Cyrodiil, inns might serve a slice that includes cured sausage, seasonal vegetables, pine nuts, cumin, and coriander. Kwama eggs frittatas are a fairly mundane breakfast in Morrowind, but many outside the province find the rich texture more interesting than chicken eggs and buy imported kwama eggs to make the dish for special occasions.
This version is a Breton variation on the classic frittata and uses beaten egg whites instead of milk or cream, which produces a peerlessly light and fluffy end product.
Ingredients:
6 eggs, separated
Seasonings and fillings (see note)
3 Tbsp unsalted butter
Black pepper to taste
Instructions:
Preheat broiler to high with the rack about 8 inches below the broiler element. Melt 1 Tbsp butter in an oven-safe skillet.
Combine all egg yolks, 3 egg whites, and seasonings in a bowl and stir until blended.
Lightly saute your fillings, bearing in mind that they will have a few more minutes of cooking in the oven. Let fillings cool for a few minutes, then stir them into the bowl with egg yolks and set aside.
Whip the remaining 3 egg whites in a bowl until they form soft peaks (takes about 3-4 mins). Fold this into your beaten egg mixture until the mixture looks homogenous in color. It might "deflate" a little -- that's okay.
Heat remaining butter in your skillet and pour the egg mixture evenly into the pan. If you're adding cheese, sprinkle over the top now, and give it a healthy dusting of black pepper.
Let the mixture sit on the stovetop for about a minute to partially set the edges, then broil for about 5 mins (idk it depends on your broiler) until the top looks puffy and golden-brown.
Slice and serve immediately, or cover and serve at room temperature later, but don't refrigerate.
Notes:
I do not add salt to eggs while they're cooking. Some sources say this is fine with a frittata, but I prefer to salt mine afterward. Adding salty cheeses like feta or parmesan is often enough.
The beauty of a frittata is that you can just put whatever in it. I've made one with leftover pasta before. Just make sure your fillings are fully cooked and discard any excess liquid, because too much moisture can ruin a frittata. A couple of my favorites:
Pine nuts, chopped hard salami, tomatoes, zucchini, cumin, coriander, nutmeg
Mushrooms, asparagus, leafy greens, leeks, fresh basil + parsley + tarragon
Potatoes, spicy sausage, thyme, crumbled goat cheese
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a list of meals that some celebs really enjoy
Kylie Jenner
she's like *really* into lemon chicken with veggies. she's into turkey bacon and so is her daughter, stormi. she enjoys drinking lattes with oat milk. she also LOVES peach tea. when she wakes up in the morning, she likes to either drink celery juice or a bone broth mixed with lavender and lemon.
2. Jack Harlow
he said that he LOVES raisin bran cereal, soul food, and he's definitely a fan of waffle house. one of his favorite drinks is ale8 as it's a big kentucky staple. he's into juicey drinks, too, specifically anything like cranberry or lemonnade. he loves cheese steak. he likes chips (specifically garden salsa sun chips and spicy nacho doritos) but he's cut out a lot of things like red meat, ranch, chips, etc.. during quarantine to cut down levels in his blood work
3. Travis Barker
he starts the day off with either a coffee or matcha drink. if he eats breakfast, he will eat chicken and waffles. he loves to eat vegan eggs and sausages, too. he enjoys veggies like green beans and brocolli with rice. he likes superfood bars to snack on. he drinks on protein shake after working out. he enjoys vegan sushi, gluten-free pasta, caesar salad, and he likes coconut sorbet
4. Grimes
she loves buttered toast with jam. she likes go-cubes and matcha for caffiene. she hates fruit but can tolerate raspberries, blueberries, and bananas. she's into spaghetti. she also loves salt & vinegar chips. a weird snack she enjoys is a thin slice of tomato with slices of avocado on each side, sprinkled with both nutritional yeast and salt & pepper.
5. Cole Sprouse
he reportedly enjoys homemade lasagna & stuffed green peppers. he also likes some chips like doritos and sun chips. in an interview with lana condor, he revealed that some of his favorite snacks are: shrimp chips, boba tea, klondike bars. he's also into carbonara!
the first 4 are from food diaries US snapchat story and last is from articles!
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lavenoor · 2 years
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hi violet! i don't know if anyone has asked this yet, but, what're the princes favorite foods?
hi! these are always fun to do even tho they take me a while haha
edit: i just thought about the game webkinz and now im gonna pair each dish with the webkinz dish that reminds me of it :) the images of each webkinz dish are linked in the text!
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aurelio - potato salad with roast beef sandwiches
similar webkinz dish - "rancher's roast beef"
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winter white - hearty soups with lots of herbs, vegetables, sausage, and sometimes seafood. (yes he enjoyed gumbo in new orleans very much)
similar webkinz dish - "venison stew"
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eli - tomatoes, any dish that includes them. tomato soups, pastas, roasts, salads, you name it. he loves just tomato slices with a sprinkle of salt, pepper, herbs, and lemon juice
similar webkinz dish - "biscuit bruschetta"
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arien - vegetable spring rolls with sour dipping sauce and seaweed chips
similar webkinz dish - "orange spring rolls"
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beau - oatmeal/porridge with nuts, berries and honey. sometimes he'll just spread a thin layer of honey onto a piece of toast
similar webkinz dish - "pokey porridge"
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jasmir - he doesn't like very heavy dishes, so his favorite is grilled vegetable & lamb skewers with tangy sauces like labneh, hummus, zhug, tahini
similar webkinz dish - "leaping lamb kebabs"
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anton - carbs carbs carbs. bread, pasta, baked goods, etc
similar webkinz dish - "braided bread"
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espen - kind of a picky eater; he mostly eats thin slices of smoked salmon with potatoes.
similar webkinz dish - "black pudding and mash"
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rojo - chiles en nogada and pozole rojo. generally ridiculously spicy food that will give him stomach ulcers (same rojo)
similar webkinz dish - "red hot habaneros"
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tyrian - spicy crawfish etouffe. he loves rice with stew in general
similar webkinz dish - "lobster kibble bisque"
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rampion - geistlich's homemade hazelnut soup :( also salad with pomegranate seeds, avocado, watermelon, pasta and cheese (yeah i just made up a rlly weird combo, what else did u expect lmao). ramp loves cheese
similar webkinz dish - "sunflower seed soup"
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sen - rich fish broth and crispy meat skin
similar webkinz dish - "epic bone broth"
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alistair - roasted fish and unflavored biscuits. he also loves carbs like anton
similar webkinz dish - "alaskan baked salmon"
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which dishes would yall wanna eat?
(i’d personally love to eat the dishes of: tyrian, arien, winter white, eli, jasmir, & rojo, in that order)
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coquette-club · 3 months
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Quick Tortellini Bolognese
Ingredients
4 ounces pepperoni, chopped
1 yellow onion, chopped
1 pound ground beef
3/4 pound ground spicy Italian sausage
1/2 cup chopped celery
4 cloves garlic, chopped
1 tablespoon dried oregano
3 tablespoons tomato paste
2 jars (24 ounces) marinara sauce
3 tablespoons cream cheese, melted
1/3 cup basil pesto
1 pound cheese tortellini
1 cup grated parmesan cheese
Instructions
In a large pot, cook the pepperoni over medium heat until crispy, 5 minutes. Add the onion, beef, sausage, celery, garlic, and oregano. Season with salt and pepper. Cook, breaking up the meat as it cooks, until browned all over, 10 minutes. Add the tomato paste and cook for 5 minutes, then mix in the marinara sauce. Add 1/2 cup water or use milk. Season with salt and pepper.
Simmer over low heat for 10-15 minutes to thicken the sauce. Stir in the cream cheese and pesto.
Meanwhile, boil the tortellini until al dente. Drain and add back to the pot. Ladle the sauce over the tortellini. Add parmesan and toss to coat.
Divide the pasta among bowls. Serve topped with parmesan and fresh herbs. Enjoy!
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ninjacat1515 · 7 months
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Made pasta with spicy sausage, red pepper flakes, pickled peppers, broccoli and lots of garlic. Angus was so desperate to have some but I prevented him and he sulked under my chair for an hour. Sorry buddy but garlic and peppers are a big no no for cats
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