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laura-bitoni · 2 months
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Dessert recipe with 4 ingredients
Today I want to share with you a dessert recipe that does not require the use of an oven, flour, gelatin, or starch. This dessert turns out to be very tender and delicious, and most importantly, easy to prepare even for a novice in the kitchen
ingredients :
270 gr – Chocolate chips 500 gr – Cottage cheese 220 gr – Cream 200 gr – Condensed milk
Method :
Break the chocolate chips into a bowl and grind with a blender until smooth
Transfer the prepared mass into a portioned ring with a diameter of 18 cm and level it with a spatula. Place it in the refrigerator for 15 minutes
Add condensed milk to the cheese and beat with a mixer until smooth. Then add the zest of one lemon and mix well using a spoon
Beat 33% cream until stiff peaks. Add whipped cream to the curd mass and mix with a spoon until smooth
Place the prepared mass in the mold and level it with a spatula
Place the dessert in the refrigerator for 3 hours, and one hour before serving, place it in the freezer
Remove the finished cake without baking from the pan and sprinkle with lemon peel if desired
Thus, we get a very delicious dessert, which is perfect for both the festive and everyday table
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tangerinesour · 1 year
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@lemontart said : well, there's a lot he could say, isn't there? not for the first time, he sits across from tangerine and tries to guess his thoughts. (what's this going to be? a silent ride back?) too much of an uncomfortable shift pulls at his wrapped wound, causing an uncaring hiss to leave him. when he hunches, the subtle glitter of tangerine's necklace catches the very edges of his vision, and suddenly he is studying him anew. every minute change in expression, he has to know. ❛ you thought i was dead, ❜ not like lemon thought any different - blunted short nails catch nothing as fingertips touch thin gold, feels along its edges. if they were children still, he might promise to keep it safe and pretty. as an adult, he's a bit more realistic. ❛ ...you want it back? ain't ever seen you without it. ❜
his eyes are closed. counting the travel time to the triad's fish market hideout, he and lemon had been at it for nearly twenty-four hours at this point — powder-induced sleep and/or passing out from blood loss notwithstanding. his neck aches. the tape and gauze keeping him plastered up is starting to itch but, instead of scratching it, he threads his fingers together — he's never been one to pray, but...
lemon's not-quite-question is a welcome distraction. tangerine peaks an eye open to look his brother over, blinking, a grunt issued through bloodied lips. he looks away. he'd shrug if he didn't think it would hurt more than speaking up for once. ❝ didn't need t' be watched over for what i'd been about t' do. ❞ it's not really an answer in so many words, but he thinks maybe lemon understands. maybe tange should've kept it. maybe then he wouldn't be in the state he is. maybe he should've trusted that lemon listened better than he'd made out. ( false sense of security, my arse ). ❝ keep it. ❞ a breath. tangerine shifts his gaze to meet lemon's head on, ❝ i need t' know you're safe, lemon. you'll be safe with it. ❞
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fruityinnit · 1 year
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@lemontart asked: ❛ why the hell are you out here by yourself? ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
tangerine had not asked for the necklace back.
he had not thought to change clothes, or wash away the blood. he had not done terribly more than pick the glass from his knuckles. and he had not bothered to argue— had not bothered with half a word to lemon, as they trudged back to their rented room, stinking of burnt metal and antiseptic. it was all fine, 'course it was. he ought to be fucking grateful.
❝ fuck off! ❞
the swift kick he delivers to the vending machine satisfies, somewhat. after the monumental shitshow this job turned out to be — it's the fucking fish crackers, of course — stuck in the vending machine spring. tangerine worries at the cig stub burning his fingers, pacing the sidewalk in front of the motel. the taste is cheap, acrid, stale — stuck to his teeth with the blood.
❛ why the hell are you out here by yourself? ❜ comes lemon's voice, almost too quiet to hear— against the ringing. all the fucking ringing— the shoddy stitching in his neck itches, the inside of his head burns, rings, fumes. but the machine? well, the machine chirps a perky little jingle, doesn’t it?
it should be easier, the shutting it all off— it should be easier, to look without seeing the tangle of bodies piled in the bathroom—
❝ … machine pilfered my fucking biscuits, ❞ tangerine sniffs, swipes at the dry blood under his nose; ❝ — pissed away my last ten-thousand yen, thanks to the dickhead in the paddington hat. cosmic fuckin' laugh, that is. 'f i see him again, lemon, i'm ripping out his fucking teeth. ❞ hope he thoroughly enjoyed his fucking fizzy water. christsake, when any of it, the briefcase, keeping all their fingers and arms, anything, mattered.
tangerine hunches over with a scowl; ❝ i’m meditatin’, if you must know. you're interrupting my quiet fuckin' contemplation. ❞ nothing quiet to it; his eyes sting, he feels like punctured paper, like something flimsy and utterly fallible.
❝ — that shrink you set me up with. miss brenda, innit? ❞ — belinda, or bernadette, or bridget? surely. ❝ —fuck’s sake, what’s the nice lady's name, lemon? ❞ he motions vaguely, like the thought is coming to him. bang, the abused machine shakes on its hinges again. ❝ — she said i ought to practice some 'mindful thinking' in this kind of situation. i don’t know what the fuck that’s supposed to help. ❞ 
he turns to lemon, and tangerine suddenly thinks, if he stops talking, he might be sick. he might find himself in that traincar again. ( the blood on his hands, it wasn't lemon's. lemon doesn't bleed. ) he ought to be grateful. he ought to be fucking grateful, but—
just like that. worse than bolivia. worse than fucking anything. like having his guts strewn out for everyone to see. just where was he meant to put all of it? was he meant to box it up, tie it in a pretty bow? there would be another god awful job to do tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after that. fine, it was all fucking fine. nothing else fucking mattered, and it was all absolutely fine.
tangerine sniffs, then barks a sort of bizarre, hysterical laugh; ❝ what the fuck, ❞ he echoes, ❝ —is mindful, ❞ heel slams the machine again, sends it tipping off-balance momentarily. ❝ fucking, ❞  bang! ❝ —thinking! fuck! ❞ crack. the glass splinters against his bare fist, the neon light flickers, and the sound distorts for but a moment. fingers, bloodied anew come up to curl and dig at his skull.
finally, tangerine goes quiet, loses sight of it, maybe. the rage, the white-hot touch of grief. ❝ … did you even fucking think — what the fuck was i meant to do without you? ❞
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kschmidts-a · 1 year
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concept: kate momentarily chilling with the twins & percy (when he's alive) b4 things go to shit on the train ..... like im just sayin they can play go fish
✱ screaming crying i need this, kate will highkey get too competitive big sighs & pls let her impress lemon w her thomas knowledge
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consumare · 1 year
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( LEMON ): LEMON'S GOOD AT READING PEOPLE. ITS WHY WHEN IT CAME TO JUDGEMENTS OF CHARACTER, HIS BROTHER ALWAYS LOOKED TO HIM. IT'S ALSO WHY HE HESITATES TO MOVE HIS EYES AWAY FROM THE OTHER MAN. HANNIBAL IS NONTHREATENING, AT LEAST UPON INITIAL LOOK. SOMETHING ABOUT HIM IS OFF, LINGERS MORE TOWARDS DANGER. LEMON'S BEEN TRYING NOT TO PRY INTO OTHERS LATELY, MUCH MORE SUITED TO QUIETLY NUDGING DIESELS OUT OF HIS LIFE, BUT THIS ITCH ABOUT IT ALL - THE WAY HE CANNOT QUITE PINPOINT WHY HANNIBAL'S SMILE FEELS LIKE THE OPEN JAWS OF A PREDATOR. IT'S WHY HE IS CAREFUL. TO STICK YOUR HAND INTO ANOTHER MOUTH IS JUST ASKING FOR TEETH TO BITE CLEAN THROUGH TO THE BONE. ' YOU'RE AN INTERESTING FELLOW, DR LECTER. BUT YOU STILL HAVEN'T ANSWERED MY QUESTION; WHY A PSYCHIATRIST? WHY SIP YOUR COFFEE LIKE YOU EXPECT IT TO FIGHT YOU? ' HE LEANS BACK IN HIS SEAT, SLEEPY EYES NEVER DRAWING AWAY. AS IF THIS WERE ANYTHING BUT A DEFLECTION OF HIS OWN. ' NOT TO YOUR TASTES? YOU STRIKE ME AS SOMEONE WITH A REFINED PALETTE. EXPENSIVE. ' the coffee in his hands burns with distaste. hannibal lecter might throw it away, if such an act weren't rude. if the other man wasn't around to see him do so. instead, he holds it firmly in one hand, allowing the heat of the cup to warm his palm. had lemon not said a word about how hannibal may or may not have been acting toward the drink, doctor lecter would have nonchalantly placed the cup on the side table, and forget about it until he could properly dispose of the hot tar - so thick that hannibal had barely been able to get a mouthful past his refined tongue. but he had pointed it out, which was a problem - not neccessarily because hannibal now had to hold it and pretend it was to his tastes, but because the other man had noticed something about him. it was more of an inference, nothing that had been confirmed, but that was enough to tell hannibal that lemon was much more observant than the doctor would like him to be.
' i'm grateful you thought of me when ordering this morning. i suppose i've just had enough caffeine to satisfy me today, ' just like lemon, hannibal's eyes never leave the other's. like a challenge. whoever looks away first loses, and doctor lecter didn't like to lose. cup is set on his knee, fingers still wrapped around it, and hannibal's expression is almost amused. he is an interesting man. he knows as much, and has been told so before. many times, too many to really count. lemon, too, would be considered intriguing - if he wasn't staring at hannibal like he wanted to figure the man out. for that, he is slightly insufferable, instead. ' why does anyone choose the careers they do? why does a nurse decide to spend their days and nights with sick patients? why does a construction worker select the job that will ultimately wear down their bodies? ' answering a question with more questions. it's a specality ; it allowed people to form their own answers before hannibal had to give his own.
the truth: doctor lecter chose to be a psychatrist because he likes dissecting people. that's why he had become a surgeon first. when that career came to an end ( too much suspicion ; too many dead patients and missing organs ) he settled for the next best thing - picking apart people's minds ( and their bodies, on the side ). there was only so much information hannibal could give to lemon, however. cup is twisted one way, then the other, before movement ceases entirely. ' i long to help those who might not be able to help themselves, ' is his final answer, features falling into a look of practiced modesty. ' i'm under no illusion that i can fix all of my patient's problems. however, someone must be willing to try - don't you agree? ' @lemontart.
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witchblocparis · 7 months
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Amuse Bouche : Tartelette citron facon mojito
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Elevate your taste buds with the confident and refreshing flavors of our Lemon Mojito-inspired Amuse Bouche Tartelette.
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h011y11 · 1 year
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ALLERGY ALERT - Booths recall Booths 2 Lemon Bakewell Tarts because of undeclared milk
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williechou · 1 year
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身為一個可以以甜食作為三餐的人類, 宵夜是甜的, 是很理所當然的吧! 市區最常吃的大概就是Ho yo cookies , 但前陣子發現朋友又挖到了一家新的深夜甜點店, 所以就來給他吃一下了! 這家店外觀上很不像是甜點店, 更像是植物專賣店, 而且是鹿角蕨這類的觀葉植物, 因為他外面掛了滿滿的兩大片牆, 而且室內也佈置跟跟販售不少的相關產品, 像這次的飲料杯墊, 就是白斑龜背芋的矽膠杯墊, 質感很棒! 然後牆上也用投影機投影了動畫, 讓我想到已經逝去的Kinks, 雖然是深夜甜點店, 但還是有人在這邊用電腦處理事情, 不然一般連鎖咖啡店沒開那麼晚~ |百香檸檬塔 內餡加入了百香果的檸檬塔, 酸味更為溫和, 而且香氣更加豐富, 加上他們不是放冷凍的版本, 所以百香檸檬餡口感是很滑順的, 在天氣微涼的時候來吃, 比起冷凍後的冰淇淋口感, 更為討喜, 同時有敏感性牙齒的人也不用怕會太過刺激。 塔殼口感是偏鬆脆的, 用刀子只要稍微用力一壓, 就可以輕鬆切成兩半, 塔殼的甜度來說算是蠻不甜的, 然後香氣很足, 我很喜歡! |布朗尼 這天的布朗尼有兩種選擇, 一種是比較常見含有核桃的版本, 另一種則是加了蓮花餅的版本。 他們家的布朗尼是屬於外表脆硬, 裡面偏乾爽的質地, 除了製作時融化在裡面的巧克力之外, 他們還另外加了塊狀的巧克力在裡面, 這樣回烤後, 就會有不一樣的巧克力口感跟風味層次。 整體的感受來說的話, 與其要說他是蛋糕類的甜點, 他更像是一塊巧克力餅乾, 完全是因為他的口感, 不同於濕潤綿密的版本。 然後他們上面附了一小顆的冰淇淋, 甜度跟布朗尼的苦香做了很完美的平衡! |微ㄎㄧㄤˉ提拉 / 含酒精 這是一道可以品嘗到兩種不同風味的提拉米蘇, 因為他們附了一小管的純威士忌, 讓你可以根據個人口味來做調整。 純粹吃原味的話, 他們的奶味其實滿明顯的, 對某些人來說是會有點小膩口的。 但加入了那���小管的威士忌之後, 強烈的威士忌酒香, 讓那馬斯卡彭起司完全不膩口, 讓他整個的風味層次加分不少, 我強烈建議一定要加入那管威士忌! |白桃紅茶 / 冰 有著明顯的水蜜桃香氣, 茶香味道也明顯但不張揚, 雖然是無糖, 但是很順口, 一點澀感都沒有, 入喉後嘴裡的蜜桃香會緩緩的飄到鼻腔, 真的很舒服! 每天甜點的品項不定, 但是基本上當天下午或是傍晚都會公佈在IG的限時動態, 就可以知道有沒有喜歡的品項。 #餵食三刻 #台南美食 #台南北區美食 #台南甜點店 #台南深夜甜點 #深夜美食 #北極是吃貨 #tiramisu #lemontart #brownie #passionfruitlemontart #whisky #peachblacktea #brownieandicecream #blacktea #popdaily #popyummy #pop台南 #dessert #dessertaholic #nightdessertstore #plantcoffeeshop (在 餵食三刻) https://www.instagram.com/p/CptlMD8P0W8/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Lemon Shaker Tart
Dining In
Chef Alison Roman
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monriatitans · 1 year
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QUOTE OF YESTERDAY Sunday, February 26, 2023
"She savors every bite: the meringue is perfect crisp brown on top, melts in the mouth; the lemon tart, custardy; the crust breaks away." - A.M. Homes
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The image was made with and shared via the Quotes Creator App to Instagram initially; check it out here! The quote choice was inspired by Oxford English Dictionary's Word of the Day (yesterday): marrangle.
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stylewithsubstance · 1 year
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Valentine’s dinner tonight was the traditional fondu plus a lemon tart made primarily by the boy. Happy Valentine’s Day! #dinner #food #fondu #lemontart #homemade #homecooking #homebaking #baking #valentine #cooking #theboy #delicious #tasty #yum (at Oakland, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Coq-34aLz4p/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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lumbtr · 1 year
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#LemonTart (at Artisan Cafe NTB) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoB3npQp8iE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tangerinesour · 1 year
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@hebled sent : ♡ + tangerine's early family life
* as a note, this has been plotted in depth with @lemontart
he's a toddler when his mother decides she's had enough. it's been a little more than three years of arguing with his dad after that unpleasant surprise in the maternity ward, messy post-partum depression and anxiety and rage, and a kid who liked to get himself into trouble far more often than he should for as little as he is, she brings him over to her ex's for the last time.
tange had met lemon before — kinda difficult not to considering they share a bastard father. he latches on to his brother quickly, taking the lead and talking for him when lemon wouldn't ( or couldn't ). they're four when their dad leaves, too.
lemon's mum does her best. he comes to realise that when they're almost eleven and she falls ill. they didn't have much more than each other, but that was more than she was obligated to provide. especially when he didn't make it easy on her. she'd be called into school as he and lemon were sat in front of the headmaster's office because he'd gone and punched another kid in the face for teasing his brother. she could have abandoned him too but, instead, she just dies and tangerine thinks that he might be cursed.
their dad doesn't come back but after a bit of juvenile blackmail, he does agree to continue paying the rent for their home. tangerine tries to take on everything else. the money they get in cards on holidays goes towards bills, he lies about his age on applications to get a part-time gig as a stockboy ( it's the 90s, the adults don't look too hard ), he's gotta do what he can to keep the electric on. when lemon's mum was alive, he'd been able to play rec football. without her, he has to hang up his second-hand boots so he and lemon don't get caught. don't get shipped off to foster care. don't get separated.
the system does get them, though. almost a year into their teens. it makes tangerine worse. more protective, more violent. ( no one wants him, he makes sure of it ). as soon as he can get them out of there, he does.
to answer the question, in short? turbulent.
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alstontbb · 1 year
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好山、好水、好地方~南投~ #e92coffee #cafeshop #teatime #dessert #desserts #sweet #foodphotography #photography #yummy #tasty #cafe #café #icecafe #nantou #nantoutravel #travelphotography #travel #flavorful #lemontart #matchatart #tarteaucitron #依舊愛咖啡 #中興新村 #檸檬塔 #甜點 #抹茶塔 #うまい #おいしい #美味 #美味しい (在 [中興新村]e92coffee依舊愛咖啡) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn3ml95Pevo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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triomphante · 1 year
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@lemontart : he is still young, the growing pains of youth cloaked around his shoulders. still filling in the title of prince. malachi sits with her in the garden's grass, evening crawling towards night. he has been watching the sunset. after a while, his voice comes inquisitive, voicing a question he'd been curious of for quite some time; ❛ are you happy being a knight? if not this, what would you do? ❜
bérénice du bouclier has travelled the world over. despite her young age, it was touted as training for her inevitability of taking up a mantle she has yet to bear. as she sits beside prince malachi she watches the sky, daydreaming of dragons and epic tales. there is a considerable pause after his question — not because she is hesitant to answer, rather, she had never given much thought to the latter half of his query.
❝ it's all i've ever wanted, ❞ comes her reply, almost breathless with wonderment. that she can still be smitten with her path is testament to her dedication. ❝ i don't know who i'd be if not who i am. ❞
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michifu1222 · 1 year
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#latte #lemontart #caregivercafe https://www.instagram.com/p/CmzLeiRvqmC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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