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pressurecookers123 · 5 months

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Electric Pressure Cooker

In the ever-evolving landscape of kitchen technology, the electric pressure cooker has emerged as a pivotal appliance, transforming how we approach cooking. Combining the time-tested efficiency of traditional pressure cooking with modern technological advancements, these electric wonders are redefining convenience in the kitchen. This article delves into the electric pressure cooker's features, benefits, and the impact it has on everyday cooking.

Understanding the Electric Pressure Cooker

An electric pressure cooker is an automated, electrically-powered version of the traditional stovetop pressure cooker. It consists of a sealed pot, with a lot of the same functionalities as the conventional counterpart, but with added features and ease of use. The key components include a locking lid, pressure and temperature sensors, a control panel for setting cooking times and modes, and a heating element that cooks the food.

Features that Set It Apart

Automated Cooking: One of the most significant advantages of an electric pressure cooker is its set-and-forget nature. You can simply add the ingredients, set the cooking program, and let the cooker handle the rest.

Multiple Functions: Many electric pressure cookers come with various functions beyond just pressure cooking, such as slow cooking, steaming, sautéing, and even making yogurt.

Digital Controls: Equipped with digital timers and customizable control settings, these cookers offer precision and ease of use.

Built-in Safety Features: Modern electric pressure cookers are designed with numerous safety features such as automatic pressure release, lid locks, and overheat protection, making them safer to use than their stovetop counterparts.

Benefits of Using an Electric Pressure Cooker

Time and Energy Efficiency: These cookers significantly reduce cooking time and save energy. Meals that usually take hours can be prepared in a fraction of the time, using less electricity.

Consistent Results: With precise temperature and pressure control, electric pressure cookers deliver consistent cooking results, reducing the chances of overcooking or undercooking.

Healthier Cooking: Pressure cooking preserves nutrients better than many other cooking methods, making meals healthier.

Space Saving: Many electric pressure cookers can replace multiple kitchen appliances, freeing up valuable kitchen space.

The Impact on Modern Cooking

The introduction of electric pressure cookers has revolutionized home cooking in several ways:

Enhanced Convenience: The ability to quickly prepare meals with minimal intervention caters to the fast-paced lifestyle of many households.

Diversity in Recipes: The versatility of electric pressure cookers has expanded the range of recipes that can be conveniently prepared at home, encouraging culinary exploration.

Healthier Eating Habits: With the ease of cooking nutritious meals, there’s a growing inclination towards home-cooked food, promoting healthier eating habits.

Choosing the Right Electric Pressure Cooker

When selecting an electric pressure cooker, consider:

Size: Depending on your household's size and cooking needs, choose from various sizes typically ranging from 3 to 8 quarts.

Functionality: Look for models with the functions you need. Some come with advanced features like Bluetooth connectivity and smart cooking algorithms.

Ease of Cleaning: Choose a model with detachable parts that are dishwasher safe for easy cleaning.

Brand and Price: Research brands for reliability and choose a model that fits your budget.

Using Your Electric Pressure Cooker Safely

To safely use an electric pressure cooker:

Read the Manual: Familiarize yourself with the specific model’s functions and safety features.

Check Seals and Valves: Regularly inspect the sealing ring and valves to ensure they are clean and functioning correctly.

Be Cautious with Quick Release: Be careful when using the quick-release pressure method as steam can come out forcefully.

The electric pressure cooker is more than just a modern kitchen appliance; it is a symbol of the fusion between technology and traditional cooking methods. It offers an innovative, efficient, and healthier way of preparing meals, suitable for the contemporary lifestyle. Whether you're a busy professional, a home cook, or a culinary enthusiast, an electric pressure cooker is a versatile addition to your kitchen, promising both convenience and taste in your culinary endeavors.

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#Electric pressure cooker #kitchen appliances #modern cooking #convenient cooking #technology in cooking

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fluffyartbl0g · 4 months

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Yes, they are all housemates or roommates (except for Vivi who's discord calling in another country RIP)

Part 2

#modern au #sanuso #usosan #stardew valley #one piece #op fanart #usopp #sanji #nefertari vivi #tony tony chopper #nico robin #luffy and zoro actually room together- usopp is only gaming on zoros computer because he wanted 2 keep it all a secret XD #cant do that while gaming right next to the man in question o _ o #Usopps computer is way better than zoros computer (cause usopp is an epic GAMER and not a filthy CASUAL)#so Zoro was totally down to switch with usopp (hes playing overwatch with every1 else rn)#that does unfortunately mean that he has to game next to the shit cook though XD

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nekrosmos · 8 days

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Hello Soap enjoyers, how are we doing today

#john soap mactavish #cod #call of duty #mw3 #modern warfare 3 #soap #what are they cooking I wonder #anyway I'm not too fond of this piece but you know what #I drew something #and it's a good first step lmao #my art

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bismutting · 2 months

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modern au rhaenyra taking her gf to parties at uni. it goes pretty much as expected

#rhaenicent #alicent hightower #rhaenyra targaryen #hotd #my art #house of the dragon #fanart #olivia cooke #emma d’arcy #modern au

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momotonescreaming · 5 months

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Cooking Youtuber Steve; who has series where he makes good family friendly meals, dishes for picky eaters, tips for everyday cooking. As well as series where he tries to make historical dishes, food and drinks from games and TV.

DnD Youtuber Eddie; who has a long actual play series, videos about his characters and the world he's built. Videos about tips for your role-playing, getting immersed. A series where he tries other TTRPG's and board games.

Dustin persuades Steve to make videos about medieval inspired, DnD friendly meals. And because it does actually seem like a fun challenge, he does it. Dustin looks horrifically smug about it when the videos are a hit, the bastard. (Steve will make him eat something gross as payback. Its fine. Gotta keep him humble.)

And because obviously, Eddie sees the videos. He's always on the search for good DnD shit. But the guy is so fucking hot Eddie doesn't quite know what to do with himself. Except daydream about those eyes, and that hair, and those hands.

So Eddie records himself trying (and only sort of failing) to recreate the food. It comes out sort of ugly but actually nice tasting, so Eddie calls it a win. References the Hot Chef Steve in his video, adds a link to his channel, and tries not to feel his heart beating out of his chest when he sends @'s him with a link to the video. His channel is way bigger than Eddie's, he probably won't see it, Eddie's fine.

Except the Hot Chef does see it, and Eddie sort of loses his mind when he gets a comment or a message from him, thanking Eddie for giving his recipe a go, and giving him credit for the recipe. Eddie's not fine at all, this guy is way out of his league, and Eddie can feel the crush bubbling up under his ribcage, and Oh Fuck he's messaging Eddie.

#stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #steve x eddie #modern au #youtuber au #chef steve harrington #momo.txt #im watching so many cooking based YouTube videos lately and not making any dishes #don't come for me #but yeah!#i like chef steve #i think he'd like that it's something he can physically see and touch and interact with #can share it and use it to connect with people #he's also fucking good at it #eddie is not mega famous in this #he has a niche weird channel #corroded coffin plays in college bars and sings songs about dragons

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hinamie · 1 month

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i have so much band!au content in the pipeline my brain is Rotting but enjoy these two for now

jjk band!au

#my art #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #itadori yuuji #yuuji #ryoumen sukuna #sukuna #fanart #jjk fanart #jjk band!au #every time i dress sukuna i stray further from gods light. what is that. what did i do why did i do that.#the pants...the mullet mohawk..the tanktop that might as well be Off...am i cooking or committing a cardinal sin who can say #i realized that i probably couldnt give him rings bc the priss wouldnt want to scuff his guitar #which goes directly against my religion that says that any modern au sukuna has to b iced up #that being said the bracelets r probably pushing it but he needed /something/ so he can deal.#but oh my god the guitars like dont get me wrong im thrilled w how they turned out but god i wished for death #looks around accusingly whose idea was this >:c (me it was mine)#anyway i am feeding myself on this au this will not be the last u see of it :)#HARD pivot from emo yoi content oops

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dungeonmechoui · 3 months

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Unprofessional yuri save me.. save me unprofessional yuri.. (image description in alt text)

#cithadol #cithis #pattadol #before anyone starts clowning the prison warden is Not a teen! seems to be the fanon for some people but respectfully i Strongly Disagree #anyway back to business - anyone else started shipping them after the modern AU company meal outing comic that kui posted some time ago ?#this ship is even funnier the longer i think about it because Pattadol is not even Cithis' warden ! thats mithrun !#i could see cithis wanting to do her 'seduce my warden' strategy twice (see her lore page) but then she gets mister depression man #so all she can do to amuse herself is focus her efforts on the other cop there as a little hobby. probably helps that pat is young & pretty #but also deeply annoying so finding ways to make her shut up and stop nagging the crew is a motivating endeavor #okay ill shut up now #dungeon meshi #just cooking my stew (art tag)

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ranveld · 2 months

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Modern Senshi Inspired by J.C. Leyendecker's artstyle

#art #my art #anime fanart #manga fanart #digital drawing #senshi #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #cooking #dwarf #fantasy #modern au

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tuuuron · 27 days

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He's on his five minute break

#always thrinking about them #chilshi #pots and picks #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #my art #digital art #chilchuck #senshi #yes this is a modern au in which senshi has a cooking mukbang insta and chuck has a nine to five

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necromycologist · 5 months

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yall better stop calling Shakespearean English Old English… thats Early Modern English. that English is not old it’s barely stale ???

#i realize this is a real nitpick on my part and honestly i didn’t know this a couple months ago #but old english is like. Old. this is back when we still used the thorn and the eth #Early Modern English —> Shakespeare. Understandable. Some strange word order and thous/thees but mostly ok.#Middle English —> Chaucer. Confusing. You can probably get the gist better if you read aloud but you have to struggle a bit.#Old English —> Beowulf. Different language. You will understand maybe 1 word in 50.#linguistics #home cooked hijinks #queue gotta be kidding me

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killerkillerkillher · 2 months

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Bound to Fall in Love

Angel/Demon! 141 x reader

Tags: kidnapping, sacrifices, religious references, reader is too angry to die, reader commits murder lol, canon typical violence??, reader gets a kissy on the forehead, a tad crack-ish

Inclusivity tags: reader is referred to w he/him and they/them pronouns, no bodily description, no y/n

A/n: call my brain an apple w all the worms it's got. This was just a blurb at first, but I made room in there for me to potentially make it into... something I guess.

minors dni!

"Cole, I can't fucking focus while they're just... staring at us like that."

"Ignore it, Bess. We have to finish these candles."

You wish a bolt of lightening would come down and strike all three of you at once. Or maybe the building spontaneously combusting would be better. Anything, anything, would be better at this moment than watching your boyfriend and best friend work together to light a summoning circle after having tied you up in your sleep.

For a fraction of a second, you wonder if any gods are watching, if any of them would be willing to give you a boon and allow you one last chance to punch both of these betrayers in the face.

"Okay, okay, the book," Bess mutters, going to the pick up her ritual book from the coffee table you bought. Honestly, if they were going to try to sacrifice you somewhere, your living room is one of the most disrespectful places. Probably right under your bed room.

"I'm sorry," Cole has the gaul to look down at you with a face stricken with grief. Like you're dead already. "We didn't know what else to do. We're both in bad places and you've always been so good to us, so we figured-"

"You better hope this fucking kills me." You grunt. Cole's face melts into a glare. "Because if I'm still breathing, it's going to take more than Satan's intervention to save you from me. I swear on my mother." You jerk forward, making him jump back a step.

"Cole...?" Bess looks at you, then up at Cole with unease. Cole doesn't say anything for a second, sorting his feelings out with a leer before turning to her.

"Read the book."

He drags you into the middle of their pentagram while she sings Latin words off the old book pages. The candles flicker and waver before their flames grow twice as tall. Cole rolls you onto your back and pulls a knife from his back pocket.

"I meant it when I said I'm sorry," Cole mutters. You snarl, but don't jump at him like you want to.

"Yeah? Yeah, you're sorry? Kiss my ass!" You shout over Bess's reading. "If I'm still alive after this, I'm killing you and burying you in the fucking septic tank!" You crane your head up so you can see Bess as well. "Time to get some stuff off my chest, yeah? Bess, I fucked your older brother on the day we graduated."

Her eyes go wide, and she almost stops talking, but Cole shoots her a look that forces her to continue.

"And his friend Carl, the one you had a crush on. And Cole? I never. Fucking. Finished. Ever! You are the only person I've dated who couldn't get me off." Cole's hand's twitch around the blade.

"Are you serious?"

"Does now look like a time to- ack!" You don't get to finish because Bess finished the spell and it was time for your blood to fuel it. The blade buries in your gut, turning this way and that way at measured increments. You just lay there and twitch, breathy gasps falling from your gaping mouth, the pain only throwing fuel to the fires of your rage.

"Please, we call you here! Honor us with your presence!" Bess chants. Cole step away from you when the candles roar and your vision is filled with bright red and orange.

The ground beneath you rumbles. Whispers fill your ears, nothing you can ever imagine understanding, but something tells you they're other summoners. Or maybe little souls of those who were just where you are now, with a people sacrificing them.

It's odd, you think as blood soaks your back, your hair. You thought you'd be more scared in what could be your final moments. But there's only anguish where there should be fear. Only unfettered violent tension felt in your muscles, and a tongue hungering for iron and gore. You're jaw is wound tight enough to shatter your teeth.

If you could think straight, if you weren't about to die, you might be a little concerned. Never have you wanted to sink your fingers into someone's soft bits as much as you do now. This is normal, right? A normal amount of rage for the people taking your life.

Something in your gut tells you it's not.

In the fog of your rage, you missed the appearance of a pair of men above you. They hover, leathery plum colored wings sagging. One wears a leather strap harness across his chest, while the other favors an unbuttoned silk shirt. One of them looks at you curious as the fire dies, steam and copper colored smoke bellowing from his mouth. A thick cigar hangs on his lips.

"You came! There's... two of you?" Cole gawks, then falls to his knees beside Bess. You can't help but scoff at their sniveling forms.

"We did. There are." The one without the cigar brushes back his long mohawk to get a better look at the whimpering humans. They're nothing new to them, just another set of weak little things looking to get something without putting in the work for it.

Well, they might have had to put in the work to capture you, based on the way you still squirm and fight the rope keeping your arms together. So much blood has left you. You are going to die. Yet you spend your last moments doing what most humans find to be a waste of precious time. Being angry. It's interesting.

"What do you want?" The bearded one in the silk shirt grunts out around his cigar. Bess lifts her head just a bit to speak.

"We want to make a trade. A soul for a better life for us."

There's a moment of silence. You blink your heavy lids, growing too tired to do much else anymore. Both demons look back at you, then to the kneeling humans.

"They're not dead." They say at the same time.

Bess and Cole stiffen and finally chance a glance at you. You're bleeding, a glassy look to your eye and a smile on your face, but you're not dead.

"See, Bess?" You cough up blood only to swallow it back down, "what did I tell you? The cunt can't make me come and can't... can't even make me go."

The mohawked devil pops a wicked smile, not even hiding it from his would-be contractors.

Cole fumes. "I can finish the job. Fuck, am I going to finish the job." He stands, moving to step into the circle only to yelp, the invisible border around the summoning circle becoming visible if only to shock Cole back.

"Not so fast," the bearded one spawns a scroll in his hand. He's eyes glow a molten orange as he scans it. "Section 1, clause 3, part 19 states: executioner(s) must sacrifice one(1) human soul to contractee(s)... Let's see... Here it is: Sacrificee(s) must be dead upon arrival so that proper collection can be done. If sacrificee(s) is still soul bond upon arrival, then they are made the true contractor and all work will be conducted with them."

"In other words," the mohawked one grinned, "you should have went for the heart." He taps at his chest.

"Or the neck." The other devil offers.

"Or that vein in they're thigh."

"The sephenous, Johnny."

"Yeah, that."

"No, no!" Cole grabs at his hair as Bess looks like she's about to start crying. You want to laugh. They deserve the despair. They deserve the horror in their mistake. They were going to kill you!

"That means," the devils lean back to look at you. "You're our contractor. You get two requests at the price of one, human. I suggest one of those requests includes healing you." He flicks the ashes of his cigar on your leg. You don't even have to think of what you want most right now.

"I want you to untie me." You roll on your side. They wait for the rest. Cole and Bess look like they're going to shit themselves from the pale faced looks of terror they give you. Your eyes narrow. "And a hammer. A old fashioned iron and wood handled hammer."

Another beat of silence before the infernals bend over in laughter. The room shacks, sulfuric smoke pouring from their mouths to funk up the room. Cole tries to cox Bess to her feet while they're distracted. Their feet can't move though. It's like they're glued in placed and no amount of pulling and tugging could get them loose. Shame.

"Yer a funny one, love. I'll love having your soul for a few eternities." The one in leather floats over you, tilting his head this way and that way to get a good look at you. You settle him with a neutral look. "My name is Johnny. You sure that's what you want? I think you've only got a few minutes left in you."

"Then let's hurry this up a little, huh?"

"Ooh, you heard 'em." The cigared one snickers and snaps his claws. Two contracts appear in front of your face, both written in a language you can hardly comprehend. A pen appeared in front of your mouth. "Sign on the dotted line please."

You take the quill in your mouth, dip it in the blood beneath you.

"Rah 'ere?"

"Mhm."

You lean forward to dot the paper with your sloppy signature, but bizarrely enough, it seems like the powers that be have decided that they haven't made enough appearances. The floor trembles, and you worry about your poor infrastructure for a fraction of a second, when a set of gold doors spawn right behind you. You roll back onto your back to intake everything. You swear you're hallucinating when a pair of white winged angels step out, the clouded blue of heaven at their back.

"Hello?" You greet stupidly. You must be losing your mind, right? What the fuck is happening.

"Do not sign a thing." The bronzen angel instructs. "Human, we are here as messengers. God sees great things for you in your ascension. Please do not squander that to these demons." He shoots a sharp look at the demonic pair. The angel's counterpart wears a white cloak, obscuring all but his glowing golden eyes. You half expect him to sing "Be not afraid." despite you actively shitting bricks.

Oddly enough, their appearence seems to have some sort of healing property. Your lethargy starts to clear and the blade in your gut starts to get pushed out. Nothing hurts anymore.

"Oh, so we've got a big soul on our hands here, huh?" Johnny smirks. "Price, what's the plan?"

Price the devil throws his cigar to the ground and crushes it.

"Do what we do best. Bargain."

"Don't play with us, Price." The shrouded angel grunts. He's got a mind piercing voice that's got your head ringing, and you swear it echoes despite the room being well furnished. "We can provide them with just as much, if not more, at no cost of their soul." Those gold orbs land on you. "All we ask for is your faith."

"Jesus fucking Christ!" You tug at your bonds with renewed vigor. The angels wince at the mention of their Lord, but only watch as you force yourself upright. "I could not give a rat's ass who gets what! How about this? First one to get me free and a hammer in hand gets my loyalty."

There's two resounding snaps from either side of you. The ropes disappear, a hammer is in your left and right hand. You don't think deeper on what that implies. You finally stand, dropping the hammer in your nondominant hand, and march over to the two people you thought you could trust. They kneel now, seemingly ready to beg for their souls.

"Come on, don't look scared now." You drop your hands on your hips. "What happened to you finishing the job?"

"I didn't want-"

"Say it with your chest." You poke his breast plate with the iron hammer head.

"I didn't want it to come to this!" Cole yells. The divine audience doesn't say anything about it. They watch you curiously as you bounce the hammer in hand. Your soul is visible to them. What should be a glowing ball of light is a red and white morning star, all sharp edges and pulsing like a heart. Your soul will certainly not end up with the others, that much is true.

"I just... I couldn't keep up with you! Your life style, the way you act, your job. I never left good enough. Bess expressed the same thing and we just... clicked. We would have just left, but we could have never lived without struggling, so we just..." He swallows. You can't look at him anymore, hands clenching at what he says next. "The book called for someone we cared for."

''That supposed to make me feel better?" You tilt your head. Cole winces, eyes falling on your feet. You look to Bess. "Thought you were better than this. You were going to kill me. Because what, I was happy? I loved both of you, you could have just talked to me."

"We're sorry! What more do you want?" Bess sobs. You straighten up, bouncing the hammer on your hip, acting like you next action is something to deliberate. You already know what they deserve, and a flash of sadness bubbles in your chest, but it quickly passes as a hot, searing emotion burns a hole into what little hesitation you had left.

"Reckon I want your souls after all the shit you've caused." You grin before swinging the hammer back and caving in Cole's chest.

"Fuck..." is all you can say after everything is done. Cole and Bess lay in a bloody heep, all recognizable features destroyed and crushed. You pant, hands trembling and nothing but white noise and static crunching around in your head. You just killed your best friend and boyfriend. For some reason, you've never felt so light.

Someone's whistle gets followed by a clap.

"Impressive. Done that before?" Johnny chuckles. He floats closer, hand running down your back as he moves past and pokes around the pulped organs. "Shite, did them right in. Can't tell which is which."

"I've never-" you start to answer, but hands are clapped onto your shoulders, shocking you into silence.

"Well, that was a good place to start, lad. Your swings were a bit sloppy, but we can fix that." Price squeezes at your trapezius, massaging the stiffness out of them. A throat clears, and Price sighs like he forgot there was other company.

"We aren't finished. The human is our ward now, Price." The uncloaked angel snaps his finger, pulling you from Price and making you spawn between the two angels. The bronzen angel smiles down at you with teeth so white you could damn near see your reflection.

"There you are. It's nicer to have you close. My friend here is Simon and I'm-"

"Come on, Kyle, you know he's ours!" Johnny spits, his wings flaring out. "We gave him the hammer first, so piss off."

"Uh...huh." Kyle's smile falls. "I think you're a bit mistaken. Look, after executing the human's request, I have his name here." A stone slab appears in front of your face. It's smells like sunshine and warm grass. What the fuck. "His pledge to the Lord has been set and his soul already has a place next to Their throne."

"Right, right, like we don't have documentation neither." Johnny huffs. The stone disappears as a scroll appears next to the devil. The smell of sulfur and smoke wafts over to you. "His name is right there, pretty boy. Getting yer fuckin' lookers on."

Kyle ignores the rude tone and does pull out a pair of reading glasses to go over the scroll. You stand there in the silence, a little too scared to speak up. What could you do anyway? In a blind anger, you didn't really have the mind to think any of this out. Angels and devils are fighting over you because you'd stupid ass was too blood hungry to think past murder. All that can be done is for them to figure this out amongst themselves, and for you to wait for the sentencing. Heaven, or Hell?

"...Simon." Kyle slowly pulls his glasses off. "This is legit. His soul is promised to all of us."

You glance up at Simon, the scary motherfucker. He blinks. Once. Twice. Then pinches the bridge of his nose with a hagard sigh.

"Shit."

That's not good.

Johnny laughs, Price grinning like a dog with a bone. Kyle marches over to you, patting your shoulders with an awkward smile. His demeanor reminds you of the way your mom acted when she said she was going to divorce your dad. And all you can think is "Not this again." Are you going to be spending your afterlife going between heaven and hell forever? Does God get weekends because Their day is Sunday or whatever?

"We need to go and talk this over with some superiors. We'll clean this up," Kyle snaps and the gore is gone, so is the ritual circle and candles. "And we'll get back to you in the morning." He places a feather light kiss on your forehead, and suddenly you're squeaky clean and in the softest set of pajamas you've ever worn. "Stay safe while we're gone and don't allow these two to influence you. Get some rest."

"Blah, blah, blah," Johnny mocks from the sidelines. Price tilts his head, and there's nothing but amusement behind those eyes. Yeah, this is exactly like your parents divorce.

"O-okay? I mean, I'll try." You shrug.

Simon nods. "That's all you can do." He steps back into the golden doorway and Kyle falls in stride. You make some distance, and with a final wave from a white toothed angel, the doors shut with a slam that shakes the house's foundation.

"Just you and us now, stud."

You turn with a comedic slowness to the devils. Price chuffs and floats forward. His assess you, takes you in in all your fluffy white pajama glory, and it seems he finds what he wants when he nods.

"Guess we've got to talk with top brass to see what's going on ourselves. Pity we couldn't stick around longer." The devil's eyes never meet yours, staying glued to various parts of your face. They hop from ears, to your eyebrows, down to your lips. Christ on a bike, is it getting hot in here? His blue, glowing cerulean eyes appear to flash with something.

"Shite, yer right." Johnny groans. "I hate going down there."

"Suck it up, love. You know how I feel about sharing." Price drops his interest in you like an old toy and takes Johnny close by his waist. You watch with a lead poisoned stare as their noses touch intimately, words you can't hear being exchanged. It's kinda of awkward to just stand there and watch but your brain isn't really functioning well enough to tell you to stop.

"Hey, stud." You blink, refocusing on the pair. Johnny seems to have climbed his partner, his legs on his waist and arms around his neck. Price makes busy opening a portal to hell in your livingroom with one hand, supporting Johnny under his ass with the other. "Sit pretty, yeah? 'll be back before those two arseholes, promise."

"Right... yeah." You nod. "Uh, be safe?"

"Be safe, he says." Price mutters. "Cute." Johnny waves until Price steps through the infernal hole and falls from view. The portal closes right behind him so you'd have no hopes of seeing anything but the red hue of smog and dust.

And here you are. A little dazed, a little sad, probably holding back a break down from the last hour of events. But you're alive and you're healed. There's no blood to clean, you're in comfortable pajamas. Could probably sleep right now if your brain would stop for a minute, but it doesn't look like that's in the plans.

So you look for something to do. Cole and Bess and moved around all your furniture to make the summoning circle. Guess you can start there, right?

#ghost mw2 #price mw2 #cod modern warfare #gaz mw2 #soap mw2 #call of duty #angel/devil au #141 x reader #141 x male reader #poly!141 x reader #let me cook!#LET ME COOK!

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pressurecookers123 · 5 months

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Pressure Cookers and Canners

Harnessing High-Pressure Cooking for Healthier and Faster Meals

The kitchen has evolved into a hub of modern appliances, each designed to make cooking more efficient and enjoyable. Among these, pressure cookers and canners stand out for their remarkable ability to reduce cooking time significantly while preserving the nutritional value of food. This article delves into the world of these high-pressure cooking wonders, exploring their benefits, how they work, and tips for selecting and using them effectively in your daily cooking regime.

Understanding Pressure Cookers and Canners

A pressure cooker, fundamentally, is a sealed pot with a valve that controls the steam pressure inside. As the pot heats up, the liquid inside forms steam, which raises the pressure in the pot. This high pressure increases the boiling point of water, and food cooks faster due to higher temperature steam. Pressure canners, on the other hand, are specifically designed for canning and preserving food. They are larger than pressure cookers and have more precise temperature and pressure settings necessary for safe canning.

The Benefits of High-Pressure Cooking Time Efficiency

One of the most significant advantages of using a pressure cooker is the time saved. Meals that typically take hours to cook can be prepared in a fraction of the time. For example, dried beans can be cooked in about 30 minutes, and tough cuts of meat become tender in under an hour.

Nutritional Boost: Cooking under high pressure helps in retaining more nutrients compared to traditional cooking methods. The shorter cooking time and the fact that food is cooked in a sealed environment reduce nutrient loss.

Energy Efficient: Pressure cookers are more energy-efficient than conventional cooking methods. The shorter cooking times and the fact that the heat is contained within the sealed pot reduce energy usage.

Versatility: Modern pressure cookers are versatile and can be used for a range of cooking methods, including steaming, boiling, and braising.

Choosing the Right Pressure Cooker or Canner

When selecting a pressure cooker or canner, consider the following: Size: Choose a size that suits your cooking needs. Standard sizes range from 4 to 10 quarts for pressure cookers and up to 23 quarts for canners.

Material: Stainless steel cookers are durable and easy to clean, while aluminum cookers are lighter and heat up faster.

Safety Features: Look for models with multiple safety features like pressure release valves, secure locking lids, and safety pressure indicators.

Functionality: Decide if you need a stovetop model or an electric one. Electric models often come with pre-set cooking options.

Using Pressure Cookers and Canners Safely

To safely use these appliances:

Read the Manual: Always read the manufacturer’s instructions before using your pressure cooker or canner.

Check for Damage: Regularly inspect the gasket, valves, and lid for any wear or damage.

Do Not Overfill: Never fill the pot more than two-thirds full to allow space for the steam.

Release Pressure Safely: Use the natural release method or the quick-release feature as recommended by the recipe.

Use for Intended Purpose: Use pressure canners for canning and pressure cookers for cooking to ensure safety and efficiency.

The incorporation of pressure cookers and canners into modern kitchens is a testament to their efficiency, versatility, and the health benefits they offer. By harnessing the power of high-pressure cooking, these appliances have revolutionized the way we prepare our meals, saving time and energy while enhancing the nutritional quality of the food. Whether you're an experienced cook or a novice in the kitchen, embracing these innovative cooking tools can lead to a healthier, more efficient, and enjoyable cooking experience.

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