#A casserole dish.

[artofdeductionbysholmes]

You, Mr. Holmes?! Going grocery shopping with Rosie?! What did you break in the flat this time? BTW, is that Dr. Watson's jacket?

Source: screencap from The Child in Time

Why do you assume I broke something in the flat just because I went grocery shopping? That's ridiculous! I do the shopping all the time often regularly sometimes every now and then.

And no. If that were John's jacket, you would see my elbows.

[daily-deliciousness]

Crack chicken penne

[lustingfood]

Twice Baked Potato Casserole (x)

[littlealienproducts]

Vintage Classic Collection Divided Ceramic Casserole Dish by ChenuzAtelier

[rgbfactsdaily]

Ray is adventurous with his cooking, to the horror of the guys, but can make edible food when he wants to. (Killerwatt and Citizen Ghost)

[figofswords]

i love to cook and i love food! i love cooking and i love eating! i love making food and then eating it! wait what do you mean i have to do this three times a day every day for my entire life and also dishes and grocery shopping and

[madlori]

Casserole LeMewl

Do you like comfort food? Are you craving something hot and soft and flavorful? Are you in a Tim Walz-inspired Hot Dish Era? HAVE I GOT THE HOT DISH FOR YOU. Yes, it's out of "Taste of Home." Yes it's probably made up by someone named Sharon from Stevens Point, Wisconsin or some place like that.

It's really called something like "sausage rice bake" or whatever but a buddy of mine dubbed it Casserole LeMewl (I do not know what this means) for some reason and it stuck. It's easy to assemble and packed full of chickeny, sausagey goodness. I make it like once a year.

Ingredients:

2 lbs bulk pork sausage (like the Bob Evans kind, or store brand)

4.5 cups water

2 packets Mrs. Grass instant chicken noodle soup mix or similar (the kind that comes in a box or an envelope)

1 large green bell pepper, diced

1 white onion, diced

4-6 ribs celery (I like a lot of celery so I just use however much I have), diced

1 cup rice (long grain white is fine)

1 can cream of chicken soup (did you think we were gonna get through this recipe without a can of cream soup? think again.)

Preheat to 350. Prep a 9x13 glass dish (I just spray it with a bit of Pam to prevent sticking)

Cook the sausage in a pot with the diced onions/peppers/celery.

Meanwhile, heat the 4.5 cups water in a saucepan and add both packets of soup. Heat to boiling then turn it down.

You will NOT need to salt this. There's plenty salt in the soups and the sausage. Normally I'd salt and pepper onions when cooking them and you can but it's not necessary.

Drain the sausage/veg mixture well. Spread it in the baking dish.

Add the cream of chicken to the noodle soup (check if the noodles are soft - they don't take long). Combine till smooth. Add in the rice.

Now pour this whole mess over the sausage in the dish. Yes, the rice will still be uncooked. It's gonna cook during baking. It will be watery. Mix it around to get the rice evenly distributed and the noodles mixed into the sausage.

cover and bake for an hour. I uncover it about 20 minutes to the end to get some browning on the top. You can cover it with breadcrumbs or whatever but I never do.

Enjoy!

[emissary-of-the-moon]

I have a midwestern country Twilight agenda to push so heres my list of things Twi does/experienced from a certified midwesterner

- goes and stands on the deck as soon as there's talk of severe weather rolling in

- "ya know it wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for the wind chill (winter) / humidity (summer)"

- very large bonfires (like we're talkin doesn't fully go out for days)

- long ass goodbyes (bonus points if it ends with Twi slapping his knee and say "welp 'spose i better get going")

- "ope", "don't cha know", "smells like rain" (not for the wolf reasons)

- any variation of talking about the weather

- way too many miscellaneous story about the hometown (like "oh those trees are in front of the school cause some kids died")

- complaining about the cities™ (bonus points if one city is the 'cake-eater' city)

- complaining about construction season

- complaining about people not knowing how to drive "we get snow every year how do you forget how to drive in it"

- bring your tractor to school day

- everything is a 20-30 minute drive away

- "jeet" (did ya eat), "jever" (did ya ever)

- nosy as hell

- really fast walker

-calls mosquitoes 'skeeters'

[gothamite-rambler]

Potato Casserole

Stephanie: What should I make for the potluck at Bruce’s place?

Crystal: Oh, Steph, all ya need is a sack of potatoes!

Crystal opened the fridge and pulled out a sack of potatoes.

Stephanie (confused): Those weren't in there earlier— Ma, did you sneak those in so I could make a traditional Irish meal?

Crystal (sheepishly): Maybe… but trust me, sweetie. A potato cheese casserole is the best. I never got to make it for ya—

Stephanie (crossing her arms): Because you were addicted to pills?

Crystal shook her head with a smile as she began to open the sack of potatoes.

Crystal: That was the old me. I have the Lord now, and we respect Him in this kitchen.

She pointed to a cross she had hung on the wall next to the fridge.

Stephanie (groaning): Ma, I told you to stop redesigning my kitchen when you're visiting! I’m like Catholic-adjacent!

Crystal: Aye, we’ll discuss that later. Grab some seasonings, and I’ll start chopping. If you’re going to this potluck, the dish you bring has to be scrummy.

Stephanie smiled, rolling her eyes, then shrugged and grabbed the seasonings she knew her mother had snuck in as well.

[grimfeywizard]

Part of the Talking Business fic I'll never actually write

Place: Hotel lobby

Cast: Valentino, Alastor, Charlie who's present in the background being (0_0)

~~~

"Alastor! Long time no see, babygirl!~"

"Keep your distance, please."

"You're breaking my heart to pieces~!"

"You'll live."

"Is it about the 50 bucks from the 80s, you petty bitch?"

"You ruined my favourite coat. It was very dear to my heart."

"You crippled me! *points to his damaged antennae* I'm keeping the money as a compensation."

"It was during the turf war so it doesn't count."

"No it does!! It was a week after!!"

"Besides you can function quite well without it."

"No I can't ! I can't fly anymore!"

"Oh goodness! I guess it does call for an apology card."

"..I'll give you 15 back but you're sending a card."

"Make it 20 and I'll add flowers."

"That's a deal, baby~"

[ikishima]

My #1 advice for people moving out is to NOT buy nonstick cookware... not only is the lifespan of nonstick a MAXIMUM of 7 years (usually more like 2-5 years) but teflon, aka Polytetrafluoroethylene-- the plastic coating that makes the cookware nonstick, infuses microplastics into your food.

New cookware sets can cost hundreds of dollars so my advice is to look for 100% stainless steel cookware in thrift stores. Safer, cheaper, & instead of needing to replace every 2-7 years they can potentially last you the entire rest of your life AND they won't start shedding plastic into your food

[flexitarianfoodie]

Credit: zestylimes.com/corn-souffle-casserole/

Creamed Corn Casserole Souffle

So creamy, sweet, savory, and buttery, all at once!

[daily-deliciousness]

Potatoes romanoff

[damnedrainbows]

It’s Chewsday. Alastor has found a way to combine boredom while he’s babysitting, with the weekly holiday!

“Alright my little rainbow belle, you remember what we practiced, right?” He smiles down adoringly at the the little fawn, from where she sits happy as can be in an aluminum casserole dish. There’s a few raw carrots that Alastor has sliced and diced around her feet for effect, that she’s already found to chew and nibble on. To complete the ‘recipe’, her hair has been garnished with a sprig of parsley.

Both can barely contain their giggles—even though Alastor has a feeling the baby has no idea what she’s laughing at. She just wants to play hide and seek!

“The oven is ‘preheated’”, The asshole can barely contain his wild giggles as he double checks to make sure the heat is turned off completely from the back of it. A shove of his hand into the door confirms it’s as cool as a cucumber. However, the oven light is on, and so is the timer.

“Show time!”

And so the next person who steps in through the threshold, will see Alastor oh so lovingly grazing his lips over the fawn’s forehead—before shoving the happy baby into the oven and ‘turning it on.’

[notbecauseofvictories]

where do you think the best food in Chicago comes from?

There is no actual answer to this question. The "best food" in any place is not actually about the food itself; it is about who you were with or why you were there and potentially how drunk you were---while food can heighten or sharpen the emotions you're feeling, it can't create them whole cloth.

That being said: there's a woman on the west side who sells tamales. I've never seen her (at least, to my knowledge) but my coworker used to buy and then bring in huge batches of them whenever their paths crossed. Even lukewarm, even in the sterile office, wolfed down in between meetings and phone calls, they were exquisite.

......which isn't really a contradiction of the point above, because I'm still not 100% sure whether I was responding to my coworker's generosity, seizing a little slice of joy on rough days, or just enjoying the tamales themselves.