#and homemade biscuits

[fullcravings]

Savoiardi Biscuits (Homemade Lady Fingers)

#savoiardi biscuits #savoiardi #lady fingers #homemade #meringue #italian #cookies #european #baking #recipe #meringue cookies #summer #baranbakery

[pianokantzart]

I just made the Mama Mario soup.

I can see why Luigi got so excited, that stuff good.

#it's vegan too if anyone is into that #I did change up the recipe though. I didn't have shallots so I used 2 small onions instead of 1 to compensate #and I left out the celery because everyone in the family hates the stuff #but even then!!! hearty and healthy! 10/10 #One thing I would've done differently is start early to make some homemade bread #I just did the lazy method of slapping together bisquick biscuits #Not a great replacement but better than no bread at all #food posting

[lilyflxwers]

a daily reminder that u deserve to be here. just waking up and breathing everyday is more than enough. you’re a good person. you deserve to be here

#here’s a warm cup of tea and a homemade biscuit #mental health #mental illness

[deweydell25]

Via Pinterest

When you just want a small batch.

#recipe #comfort food #biscuits #homemade #cooking #baking

[heartfullofleeches]

Tomorrow.... I will bring back my butcher husband or I will sink this goddamn blog

#This is referencing my oc Liu #Love me a genderless weirdo that'll eat my enemies then sprint home to make me homemade biscuits

[tethered-heartstrings]

Do you have personal headcanons for the names of Wills dogs?

it's not something I really thought of but I thought of these. The two names we know canon are simple and human-ish so I followed that theme

edit: I had it in my head the little white one with the malocclusion was buster but it was actually the jack russell who was buster. which checks out that the jack russell went toe to toe with a mechafurry and came out alive

#tbh if I think of a Name for too long i can't name anything so these were like... Vibes. Quick ones that came to me lol #will does simple names. two maybe 3 syllables #hannibal gets Elaborate (aka homemade honey biscuit) #anonymous #the curious clown #also sorry if they are boring vbdsjkvs

[discordiansamba]

honestly if the paladins had Kosmo around from the start, it would make their lives so much easier. what's a better lifehack than a teleporting space wolf?

need to steal a lion from a Galra ship? teleporting space wolf.

sendak took over the castle and trapped you outside of its particle barrier? teleporting space wolf.

stuck in the core of a balmera? teleporting space wolf.

allura got captured? teleporting space wolf.

what are the Galra going to do, build defenses against teleportation? when Haggar and their own druids teleport too? it's a catch 22. they can't do it.

#need to do a quick in and out on a galra ship? keith teleports in with kosmo. gets what they need. flips off the galra. teleports out #problem solved #hunk is waiting back at the castle with homemade dog biscuits

[contritecactite]

Ooops, the eternally wonderful @quoththemaiden blessed us with some more thoughts on the Japanese dub of Good Omens and then I got left waiting in a car for half an hour with nothing to do so uh. Quick little Tumblr fic? The discussion was just about "your stupid car is on fire" becoming "your car is burning in the manner of a fool" and I promise this thing gets around to that. After about a thousand words. But the literal translation there made me think about burning in other contexts, and so:

Ways to Burn

Rating: M; tags and fic under the cut

Tags: angst, fire imagery, choking imagery, references to fire, Crowley has a bad time throughout the years but then has a good time, also a brief instance of a very particular kind of good time (blink and you'll miss it unspecified penetrative sex act), post-s1, ignores s2, dramatic tonal shift into silly bickerflirting

Ways to Burn

First: literally. Probably. 

He’s scorched when he lands, and that's all he knows for sure.

Shame comes next. He hadn't known he could feel it, much less that it could burn as surely as a flat dark rock with too much direct sun—and hadn't that been a new sensation, too, his tender serpent's belly warming too much too quickly at the contact.

All right, so that one next, the too-warm surface, and then the shame.

He doesn't mean to get them kicked out. Right thing or wrong thing, he hadn't wanted that. Trouble’s one thing. Trouble, actually, is kind of fun. But he's never really liked endings, and this is as sure an ending as anything ever was.

But—a beginning, too.

He never felt the fire of that flaming sword, but he burned sure enough watching that angel admit to giving it away.

It's a long time before he works out what to call that particular sensation, and longer still—much longer—before he lets himself call it that.

The sun burns, and the sand, all those days in the desert, and the fires—those he starts and those he doesn't—and the shame, over and over, of being reminded that before anything in the world had even happened, he had proven to be a failure at his job.

Except.

Some days, it's his new job that brings him the most joy. There are so very many ways to cause trouble, more and more every century, and eventually—

Eventually the frostbite he used to imagine himself sustaining under that angelic gaze eases into something a bit more… well, lukewarm, at first.

And even that burns hot when applied to something chilled to the bone. He ought to know. He's spent time in the mountains. In the snow and the dreary slush of miserable winters.

Doesn't take much of being out alone in all that for come in and sit by the fire, you wretched old thing to do just as much work as a cup full of something spiced and warm. 

Heat gives way to warmth the way wildness gives over to domesticity—in the world at large and in whatever passes for the heart of one particular demon. As Crawley made room for Crowley, so too does untrustworthy fiend slip away in favor of my dear.

It's the polite warmth-almost-heat of tea set out for a guest who arrives a little too late, but it's more than enough to fend off icy fingers. And it's safe.

It rises to a slow simmer one day as anything might after nearly escaping a bombing, but he doesn't dare let it grow further. He's been in London so very long now, and he will not allow himself to burn up against his only source of warmth.

There's something perfect in the tension of keeping it there, of striking the kind of balance that leaves something just too hot to touch but cool enough to draw near.

And then the bookshop burns, and Crowley has never been colder, stood there in the centre of the flames and shouting until his throat feels as seared with prayer as the book beside him has been by the tongues of fire.

And then, again, literally: the Bentley is no more than a car-shaped wreath of flame, and Crowley himself has caught, too, but it doesn't matter. Doesn't matter because it can't matter. Doesn't matter because even if the wheel is red-hot under his hands, he doesn't feel a damned thing.

It's a good job the old man in Tadfield knows a thing or two about keeping one's thoughts to oneself; the impression of your stupid car is on fire and you're just sitting there like a fool emanating from him is almost enough to break Crowley's concentration, and if he'd said it aloud, well—

Doesn't bear thinking about.

At the air base he learns all over again that relief is wool blankets and dry socks like what in the world were you doing out in that awful cold, my dear back in 1684 and that grief is swallowing an ice cube whole and feeling it melt while still choking and fear is almost like both at once when you're so used to it that it's more companion than stranger.

The Hellfire he stands in while wearing Aziraphale's shape could never hope to burn the same way as just like that, my love, you feel wonderful when, days later, he sinks down onto Aziraphale for the first time and feels heat inside him and warmth all around.

A warm bath, after, both literally and figuratively—warmer than body temperature but not enough to scald, laughter and joy and something he suspects might be freedom.

“He insulted my car, you know,” he mumbles into Aziraphale's hair.

"Who, dear?”

“Dunno. Man with a dog back in Tadfield. Didn't say it out loud but he was thinking so hard about it being on fire. I swear he said ‘your stupid car is on fire’ and ‘your car is burning in the manner of a fool’ and a dozen other different variations on- oh, no.”

“What?” Aziraphale asks, alarmed enough to try to sit up, but Crowley tugs him back down.

“Well, did you notice the Bentley being a bit. You know. Odd.”

Aziraphale hums, considering, and then makes a small sound of recognition. “There was some new music. And it—well, I thought you must have done it, but when we got out, I thought it winked.”

“Why would I make a car wink? My car? Honestly.”

“Oh, as if you've never been cheeky.”

Crowley groans. “That’s not the point. What I'm saying is, it didn't used to do those things, yeah? And I didn't make it do them. And you, you wouldn't have made it wink at you.”

“Certainly not.”

“I think that when Adam put things back together, since I was thinking about missing it and the old man was out there giving it personality, he might have thought—well, it might actually have one now. For better or worse.”

“Ah. Well. I'm sure no harm will come of it. It's a very loyal car, and you've always taken good care of it.”

“What has that got to do with anything?”

Aziraphale burrows in more deeply against his chest. His face seems to grow a bit warmer. “Well, if you must know, Adam left quite a few new books about… well, about haunted cars.”

Crowley snorts. “And you read them? Oh, angel, how far you've—grk. Mn. Nevermind that.”

“Hm.” He's quiet for a moment or two longer, and then: “They made some of them into films, you know.”

“I am not watching anything about haunted cars.”

“I thought you liked spooky.”

“For someone who reads as much as you do, you ought to have a better grasp on spooky versus terrifying.”

“I think you like your car too much.”

“Like you better.” He pauses. Considers. “Don’t tell it I said that.”

Aziraphale only laughs at him and holds on tighter, and it's bubbles in champagne chilled to just the right temperature to be held in a warm, dear hand while the other hand holds Crowley's.

#good omens #my fic #rating: mature #good omens fanfiction #i don't think this one belongs on ao3 idk #i Did Not look over it again so it's prob A) weird and B) riddled with mobile typos #rambled on this thing like an online 'quick recipe for homemade biscuits'

[dragontammerz]

EVIL BOOP! (ah I see, I am unable to be anonymous. WELL THEN, hello it is I!)

*boop*

I'm seeing a really nice post with gemstones and I love gemstones and I'm assuming you love gemstones, so which are your favourites? :D

I'm also seeing a post about bread. What is your favourite bread and what's your favourite way to eat it?

(Sorry about anon asks being off, I thought I had them turned on. Whoops)

*Boop*!

I went to answer and then got sidetracked trying to remember gemstone names, which then resulted in falling down a rabbit hole of googling gem mining (not actually mining but for some reason it’s still called that but I think some places actually call it gem panning which is the actual thing you’re doing)places, common gems you can get from them, and then having to Google the raw form of the gemstones because I don’t have any of my collection with me currently XD Gemstones are so pretty, especially the more iridescent ones

Raw labradorite is probably one of my favorites. (I completely lost my train of thought for a good bit there and my brain is refusing to elaborate beyond “it’s so pretty” XD) Especially whenever the lights hit it!

I would also place Quartz and Opals as some of my favorites as well. For Quartz I prefer the rough/raw over the polished versions. When it comes to Quartz and its Rose Quartz variant I prefer Rose Quartz. Meanwhile when it comes to Opals I actually prefer their polished form over their raw forms XD (sadly I don’t think I actually have any opals for my collection yet, but one day)

I’m not even sure how or when Quartz and Rose Quartz found their way onto my favorite gemstones list, but they did at some point XD Opals are also because of their iridescence! (Especially white opals, those are my favorite when it comes to opal)

Now for bread my favorite has got to be homemade southern biscuits. Put eggs and bacon or put honey in them and it’s amazing. They’re also great by themselves if you just stick butter in them. A little annoying when they start falling apart as you’re holding them, but that’s part of the fun!

#answered #opal no longer looks like a word #this was longer than i expected #gemstone #gemstone rambling #now I’m craving southern homemade biscuits #rambling in the tags #honorary mention to chocolate bread #I really like shiny things and collecting them which is what caused me to start the gemstone collection #gemstones are so pretty #and shiny #especially the iridescent ones #bread #i wrote this on my phone

[thetockablog]

1 Biscuit Dough, 3 Ways!

1 Biscuit dough, 3 ways! Butter biscuit dough (makes 70 biscuits) Ingredients250g unsalted butter, softened at room temperature60g icing sugar, sifted1 tsp vanilla extract270g cake flour, sifted90g corn flour White chocolate almond coconut biscuits1/2 cup almonds, roughly chopped200g white chocolate, melted50g desiccated coconut Chocolate log biscuits60g cocoa powder250g milk chocolate,…

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#1 biscuit dough 3 ways #authentic #butter biscuit recipe #chocolate #Christmas cookies #Christmas recipes #cookie dough #cookies #delicious #delicious cookie recipes #Dessert #diwali biscuits #Diwali recipes #easy #food #fresh #homemade #mithai #simple #south African

[sweetbunbakeshop]

Yesterday's bake day included a couple orders for Clover & Crisp Apple Tea Biscuits, and we couldn't be happier about it 🥄🤍

(especially Basil, who's made it very clear that these are his favourite 🐇)

#bunny #bunnies #rabbit #rabbits #bnuuy #treats #pet treats #bunny treats #homemade #naturalingredients #local #homegrown #farm #farms #clover #apples #baked #dehydrated #hay #biscuits #tea biscuits #bc #canada

[fullcravings]

Homemade Buttermilk Biscuits

#homemade #buttermilk #biscuits #bread #baking #recipe #food #sallysbakingaddiction

[jvstheworld]

Scrolling through Twitter/X, as you do, and this picture turns up from an article by Nerdist.

Gotta love some Ted Lasso/Jason Sudeikis hand and arm porn. Enjoy.

#ted lasso #jason sudeikis #the sluttiest thing a man can do #is give you homemade biscuits #and have his sleeves rolled up #forearms on show #while handing you said biscuits #with his aesthetically pleasing hands #god damn you sudeikis

[lucasthecoffeshopguy]

haven't been able to cook something rlly good or eat my favorite foods in the way that I like them recently and it's doing horrors for my mental health. I would honestly settle for Kraft mac n cheese and dino nuggies rn (I don't like Kraft brand mac n cheese and much prefer homemade but that's ridiculously expensive and dino nuggies are fine I guess but I prefer something crisper like popcorn chicken or McDonald's nuggets)

#i want spaghetti and homemade meat sauce #i want lovingly made enchiladas #i want thick grilled burgers with crisp and bright lettuce #freshly fried wings in buffalo sauce #pulled pork sandwiches #hashbrowns and chicken fried steak and biscuits and gravy #freshly baked pineapple upside down cake #cheerios with frozen blueberries #bleu cheese and celery sticks #sharp and sweet coke with wet burritos and mexican rice and refried beans #tortilla chips and guac #hot fries that are almost soggy with grease and generously battered and fried fish #mashed potatoes and slowly braised beef with a thick gravy #cheese and carbs and meat and veg #im so. fucking. hungry. #and every time i look in the pantry or the fridge to cook something i can't come up with anything #we have no spices no pasta no cheese no nothing #cuz apparently even pepper is too fucking expensive #im gonna die #im gonna literally die #anyways would like to mention that this is all being caused by a new insurance that has been slowly draining every cent from this family #also my bones hurt im gonna scream and rip someone's face off and fucking eat it #even tho it sounds gross im just rlly mad

[ifuckinghatebriansella]

me when i spend a third of my paycheck on wawa snacks for my boyfriend because he said he was hungry

#i love her #my love #<referring to him #he is my girl. he is my baby. he is my homemade mashed potatoes biscuits and gravy #flyingmodelr0ckets mentioned #the front bottoms #tfb #brian sella #mat uychich #bus beat #in sickness & in flames

[sodacowboy]

what is it about southern breads that make my mouth tingly and almost numb

#both cornbread and biscuits….. #at least the kind you buy from the store #I’ve never had biscuits homemade and I’ve only ever had cornbread homemade once forever ago