#Cooking Utensil Set
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
theredquilt · 8 months ago
Note
✨️ HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! I'M SO GLAD THAT I KNOW YOU! HERE ARE SOME RHETTS AND THINGS FOR YOU ❤️✨️
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
What a wonderful combination of creatures! Thank you so much! 😍
10 notes · View notes
tewwor · 1 month ago
Text
soggy bottom ( accepting ) — @miidnighters
There's a handful of different ramekins before them. The classic circular dome, a cat's head, a heart, a bear's head, and frilled shaped. All made of aluminum. All capable to use for a no bake purin. He won't ask which mold to use. It's a feat to even reveal these to someone else. So he'll contemplate in tense silence — all grim-like.
"Could you get the caramel going?" His way of altering Barty's attention ( probably in vain ). "I printed out instructions, it's near the stove."
6 notes · View notes
deus-ex-mona · 11 months ago
Text
watching people interact with each other l i k e
Tumblr media
#idk is it just me or are ​irl social interactions extremeeeeeelyyyyy e x h a u s t i n g#e s p e ci a ll y if you have to talk to a bunch of strangers who are somehow getting along really well despite it being their first meeting#but wellllllllllll… ig the reason why im even thinking of this is bc#the beginning of the year always never fails to bring back memories of orientation camps. m a n i hated those#and the things that those camps always have in common are… 1) that i’d be unable to gel well with my groupmates in the orientation camps#and 2) that the orientation group leaders always stick close to me to force me to join in on conversations i want no part of aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa#i think the overnight camp over the first 3 days of school in. like. 2013 was the worst#bc 1: it was a new school. none of us knew anyone else. and we had to stay at school overnight for some reason during that orientation camp#and 2: (idk about the born-males but) the skirt wearers were all forced to sleep in the (unairconditioned) hall together#with no dividers or segregated corners or anything. just the walls of the hall. nothing else to lean on or anything#so most of them. like. slept in the middle of the hall next to the friends they made that day.#but no. not me. i made no friends so i found a little cozy spot under some list of top academic scorers or sth. peace and quiet#and the best part is that the orientation group leaders didn’t sleep in the hall with us soooo i wasn’t forced to talk to anyone yayyyyyyyy#ngl sometimes i think back to my days at that school and wonder why the heck it was so weird#like even the teachers were weird. throwback to my then-club advisor who called the number i specifically asked her not to call…#which set off a series of events that led to *the* incident that caused my parents’ divorce#thank you ma’am your unnecessary efforts were very much unappreciated </3#hmmmmmm but she wasn’t the only weird teacher at that school though. sadly.#like i had this home econs teacher who insisted that the lights be turned off while we cooked#a n d scolded us for rinsing our cooking utensils and stuff bc ‘the previous class had already washed it!’#she also made us write half a page-long reflections on what we cooked that day in class which was bonkers tbh#there was this literature teacher that made a ✨t o n✨ of shipping jokes about my classmates and inappropriate jokes in general#and this other teacher who p much told me ‘ok sure you have trauma. but [other guy] had experienced worse trauma and look he turned out ok’#uh sorry ma’am no. 2 i had already heard his story from him but i don’t think it’s your place to talk about someone else’s trauma like that—#and g o d there was also this time my class’s groupchat got some of my classmates into a whole bunch of trouble#bc some guy leaked the most problematic of the messages to someone else from another class (who then snitched to a teacher)#man. i do not miss school at all. too many people to talk to; too little time to myself#i do wonder how my former schoolmates are doing though… i hope that they’ll have a good 2k24 if they can~~~~~#ok i think that’s enough of a trip down memory lane for one week. man. i feel old
12 notes · View notes
coldflasher · 5 months ago
Text
currently one week into a two-week stay with a terrible relative who needed help recovering from an operation and because i'm the only competent adult who was willing to do it (my dad literally lives with her but is both incompetent and unwilling) and i just. do not know how much more of this i can tolerate
she has the most TERRIBLE opinions and every morning when i sit down she'll just say something AWFUL and i have no choice but to respond because how on earth can you sit and listen to someone say something so repugnant and NOT say something. the one good thing i can say about her is that she isn't a tory but every other terrible evil little box you could tick, she probably fits it
i'm sure you're wondering, quite fairly, why i have even come here knowing this is the case. just to clarify, she has NEVER been this overtly awful before. like don't get me wrong, i knew she had some questionable opinions and i've butted heads with her about her views before but it's never been on this level. i think that now i'm an adult she feels free to go full mask off with everything and i'm like listen i'm usually in favour of unmasking but in this case can you put that shit back on, right the fuck now, preferably with superglue. and then apply said superglue to your mouth
the only reason i haven't just fucking walked out already is because my brother is coming down here on wednesday to see her for the first time since he started on testosterone, and i am genuinely concerned about how this woman will react because like. i'm sure saying she's also a transphobe will come as a shock to no one and for obvious reasons no one has told her... but when she actually sees him and hears him speak in person i feel like she's going to you know. catch on. fairly quickly. and i need to be here so i can back him up against the potential fallout and so i can get him out if things turn nasty. like it's not that i think she'd be able to DO anything, she's an old woman and she's just had surgery, but like. i'm obviously not gonna leave my brother to deal with that shit by himself
but yeah every minute i spend here is slowly crushing my soul to powder and making me feel unwell at the idea that there are real people who fucking think like this. and not only do they think it but they're willing to SAY IT and think it's a normal fucking thing to believe!!! and then when i go "what the fuck is wrong with you" and argue back she acts like there's something wrong with ME!!!! LIKE I'M THE BAD PERSON??? HUHHHHHHH???
#and this isn't even touching upon the hundreds of insane little rules she has for EVERYTHING. E V E R Y T H I N G#look im autistic. i'm cool with rules. but the sheer NUMBER OF RULES THIS WOMAN HAS ABOUT EVERY FACET OF EXISTENCE#ONE CANNOT POSSIBLY REMEMBER THEM ALL#the dishwasher has to be loaded in a certain way. if i put a single plate in the wrong place she freaks out and makes me move it#she has a fork preference which is fine and normal except that she INSISTS THAT OTHER PEOPLE ALSO ADHERE TO *HER* PREFERRED UTENSILS#like one type of fork is for dessert and one type of fork is for normal food. she didn't like the knives i picked because they're “too big”#(babe they're YOUR KNIVES) but then when i set the table she told me off because i should have used the big knife for my dad#because it's a “man's knife” SHUT UP. GENUINELY SHUT UP.#she told me to hang the clothes on the line straight so they don't get creased. okay makes sense#NO THAT'S TOO STRAIGHT. YOU'LL STRETCH THEM HANGING THEM LIKE THAT.#i even have to put the FUCKING WASHING UP BOWL IN THE SINK IN A CERTAIN DIRECTION. YOU COULD NOT MAKE THIS UP#im constantly on edge because everything i do is wrong in some way and there's just so many pointless rules to remember#like idk about you guys but if it were me. if someone had come to stay with me to help me after a surgery#and was cooking and doing the washing up and doing my errands for me. i would simply fucking say thank you?#i wouldn't be standing over them to make sure i didn't fold a fucking sock the wrong way
4 notes · View notes
oidheadh-con-culainn · 2 years ago
Text
i actually always prefer to bring my own food to things. sometimes whoever is hosting will offer to try and make me something, but a) i have a LOT of dietary restrictions and it would be easy for something to slip through, and b) they probably don't have dedicated utensils for that stuff and it would be easy for them to cross contaminate without meaning to, and c) I'm actually also really fussy so even if it theoretically wouldn't poison me there's a chance i might just not like it. which is incredibly awkward when they've gone out of their way and made a whole special effort, and frankly i would rather they did not try than put me under that kind of pressure to eat what they've made
(the number of times i've been handed a truly bizarre plate of things i'm theoretically not allergic to but also which doesn't really count as a meal and which i would never have chosen to eat... man, at that point it's an anxiety thing if nothing else)
but mostly i don't really trust any food that I wasn't involved in preparing bc even the most well-meaning people will fuck up by using a wooden spoon or something (wood cannot be effectively decontaminated and is an allergen risk), so I will bring my own meal in a lil tupperware and ask to heat it up if i can, it's just easier and safer and less stressful all round. and yeah it's boring. i eat the same handful of meals over and over again bc they're my only option. but like... i would still rather have a safe boring meal, actually? so just let me bring it
now, on the plus side, if i were a spy or a secret agent, this would make me significantly harder to poison because i would not let you near my food prep (on the minus side, you wouldn't actually need to use poison to do it...)
16 notes · View notes
labyrynth · 2 years ago
Note
i find dishes to be the more sisyphean task than laundry but. your tags. just kept going. and i was so completely enraptured. I've never met someone who hates laundry as passionately as i hate dishes. you almost convinced me to vote laundry instead of dishes because your tales of woe completely swept me away before i realized I'd already voted. you're still wrong, but i just want you to know that your words are utterly compelling.
i’m glad that my plight managed to bring you some amusement :’)
#moi#lmfaoooo#ask#anon#i have been desperately trying to figure out what to get rid of and it’s just. so hard. so exhausting.#i want to hoard everything bc ‘well i might wear it or need it someday!’#and even the things i don’t like i’m like. tripped up by guilt bc i’ve never even worn them.#*stares at horrible dress pants i got in high school that i never wore once and i think look terrible on me*#bc that’s the whole problem#i just have too much fucking clothing and it enables me#like in college i had like. two sets of utensils. three bowls. one plate.#(i had more than one plate but only one of them had the pretty blue flowers so i only wanted to use the one)#one pot.#if it’s the only one you got you’re gonna wash the damn thing#but also if it’s the only one you’ve got well. it’s only one dish. washing it isn’t so bad.#the problem with trying to apply that to clothing is that i like clothing a lot more than i like cooking#also in college i had an easier time with laundry bc i just didn’t have as much of it and i had like.#specifically only brought things that were easy to care for#like jeans and tshirts and sweaters were perfectly fine for my purposes#but i LIKE nice clothing#high quality clothing just feels nicer to wear and it looks nice#but it’s also harder to care for and it takes up more space#and since i actually have a Fashion Preference noe#(which i didn’t really in college)#it’s just gotten out of hand#i just need to start letting things goooooo
2 notes · View notes
anmolsmsblog · 8 days ago
Text
Simran Handicrafts Wooden Serving And Cooking Spoons Wood Brown Spoons Kitchen Utensil Set Of 7 - 8.3 Cm
Price: (as of – Details) From the manufacturer Simran Handicrafts Wooden Serving and Cooking Spoons Shop wide range of Serving and Cooking Spoons from the house of Simran Handicrafts Material : Wood Set of 7 Kitchen Utensil Set Material : Wood Set of 7 Kitchen Utensil Set Customers say Customers have negative opinions about the color and finish quality of the spoons. They mention that the…
Tumblr media
View On WordPress
0 notes
tneutensils · 2 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
kitchen-utensils-soup-set-for-cooking
0 notes
lacapitalhub · 2 months ago
Text
Kitchen Supply Store in Dubai
Tumblr media
Lacapital Hub online store is a leading and renowned supplier of the best quality and durable kitchenware in the UAE. We are popular as the best Kitchen Supply Store in Dubai. Choose our Kitchen Supply Store in Dubai for the best shopping experience. Our online store offers high-quality and durable kitchen products, whether you want bakeware or food storage jars.
0 notes
kitchenore8 · 4 months ago
Text
Essential Boiling Tope: Must-Have Kitchen Accessories for Every Home at KitchenOre
Tumblr media
Explore our premium Boiling Tope Container featuring versatile induction pots, perfect as milk boiling pots and essential cooking utensils. Elevate your kitchen accessories with our induction pot sets, designed for efficiency and style. Cook smarter, not harder!
0 notes
traditionalproduct · 6 months ago
Text
Unleash the Magic of Traditional Cooking with Bronze Cookware Collection
With its magnificent Bronze Cookware Collection, ProudlyIndia brings back the heritage of traditional cooking in a world rapidly adopting contemporary cookware materials. This line, with its ancient characteristics preserved and designed for the modern kitchen, is notable for its longevity, elegance, and health advantages. This collection brings back the heyday of cooking to your house with a variety of bronze pots and pans, bronze cooking equipment, and a premium bronze pan lineup. Making tasty meals requires selecting the appropriate cookware. You can satisfy all of your culinary needs in the kitchen with the ProudlyIndia bronze cookware set, which includes a variety of expertly crafted bronze baking pans, seasoned bronze pans, and bronze skillets. The greatest bronze cookware offers unmatched cooking experiences with each usage, adding to its attractiveness beyond its shiny appearance. Cooking with bronze, a substance well-known for its superior capacity to distribute heat, guarantees that your food is prepared consistently. Every piece in the line promises a blend of flavors that only bronze cookware can provide, whether it's the saucepan simmering your favorite sauces or the cooking pots meant for creating hearty stews. This collection's mainstay, the high-quality bronze pan, is the ideal tool for cooks who want to be precise with their preparations. Showcasing the Bronze Cookware Collection from ProudlyIndia - Health-Focused Cooking: Copper cookware is renowned for its health advantages, which include maintaining the food's nutritious content. -  Durability That Lasts: Each bronze skillet and pan in the collection is made to last, signifying a fusion of time-honored craftsmanship with modern sensibilities. The seasoned bronze pan provides a naturally non-stick surface that makes cooking and cleaning effortless. This elevates the cooking experience. This line of cookware is more than simply cookware; it's a resurgence of a long-standing custom that emphasizes the use of the proper equipment to produce meals that are full of flavor and nutrients. ProudlyIndia knows what healthy cooking is all about, and with the use of its bronze cookware, it hopes to bring back home cuisine. More than just kitchenware, the bronze cooking pots and pans honor the heritage of previous generations who used bronze to prepare meals to perfection. Purchasing a set of bronze cookware involves more than just stocking your kitchen with new appliances. It is adopting a way of life that places an emphasis on quality, health, and the fundamentals of traditional cooking. The Bronze Cookware Collection from ProudlyIndia is a monument to the durability and ageless charm of bronze, designed to satisfy modern kitchen needs while promoting a link with culinary customs. This compilation is your key to a world of improved cooking for people who love to cook and want to add more tastes and nutrients to their food. The bronze saucepan and baking pan are made to provide you with an amazing cooking experience; they are more than just kitchen utensils. ProudlyIndia's bronze cookware guarantees a tasty feast and a step towards better cooking practises with every meal. Begin with a Tradition-Informed Cooking Recipe Explore the unmatched beauty and advantages of ProudlyIndia's Bronze Cookware Collection. Make the decision now to enjoy happier, more tasty, and healthier cooking experiences. Allow your kitchen to be a place where history and contemporary design converge while maintaining the nutrient-dense quality of your food. Get the collection today to join a proudly Indian, proudly traditional, and proudly health-conscious culinary movement.
0 notes
dragons-and-yellow-roses · 6 months ago
Text
Setting up a garage sale because tomorrow is garage sale day but it's past midnight and I'm soooo sleepy but it starts at 8am and these people are fucking vultures. They'll be waiting outside your house at 7:01am. They've planned ahead and know which garage sales they want to go to. They have a hand drawn map. And I need to be ready for them.
0 notes
bobochen-3344-blog · 8 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
5PCS/Set Vintage Porcelain Ceramic Egg Cute Spoon
0 notes
legoejmgoogoo · 10 months ago
Text
Lego Kitchen Morning
Tumblr media
In the now famous Book hotel, you'll be accommodated a really comforting kitchen with space for you and your partner or friend! So hope you got good ingredients to cook!
Editing Software/App: Building Set: EDUCIRO Wirzarding World Moment: Magic Hotel Books
0 notes
sleepymarimo · 6 months ago
Text
❝𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐮𝐩!❞
synopsis: you're tasked with waking up zoro for dinner, but it's hard to make him budge.
Tumblr media
pairing: zoro x gn!reader cw: more tooth rotting fluff for my favorite swordsman :) wc: ~1.6k an: i had a dream about this and added some even more fluff because why not. ty all i hope you enjoy <3 also i realized i have a decent chunk of zoro fics about napping lol maybe this is why im sleepymarimo i just love that sleepy lil guy
Tumblr media
"Where the hell is that shitty swordsman?" Sanji grumbles, cigarette hanging from his lips as he sets a hefty plate of rice on the dining table.
Even though you're acutely aware that the marimo is missing, you pretend to peer over shoulders and swivel your head to give the impression that you're just as clueless as everyone else. You're already sat at the table, utensils neatly resting beside your plate.
Everyone else is already in the dining room, Luffy practically on the brink of perishing as the food is placed before him. Chopper and Usopp are close behind, their forks glinting in the light.
Robin is patient, smiling at the sight before her, the one she's grown to love. "I believe he said something about taking a nap," she reveals, her fingers wrapping around the stem of a wine glass. "He might be holed up in the boy's room."
"You mean the men's room?" Franky speaks up in an attempt to lighten the mood, the cola bottle in his hand hissing as he pops the cap.
Nami shakes her head, not in the mood to entertain the hooligans she calls her crewmates- her family. When Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper start to chant for their food, the navigator's last straw cracks into a million pieces.
Her chair slides back with a screech as she stands, planting her hands on the table. "Ugh, I can't believe that guy, sleeping through dinner!" The sigh she gives is intentionally dramatic, her charm working its magic as Sanji quickly offers to knock some sense into the green-haired swordsman.
It all comes to a halt when a pair of hands sprout from the table, tugging at the cook's shirt in a silent command to stay put. All eyes go to Robin, her knowing gaze easily hiding whatever ploy is running through her mind.
She calls your name and you immediately feel your cheeks warm, though you still feign obliviousness even if it seems like she's peeking right into your brain.
"Why don't you get Zoro?" she suggests, yet deep down you know you don't have an option.
Even if the thought of protesting crosses your mind, the chorus of growling stomachs and pleas for you to hurry have you standing and scampering up the stairs and to the deck.
Standing in front of the door to the boy's cabin, you feel your stomach drop a bit. You're quite literally entering a tiger's den, into the willing jaws of a beast who has been known to treasure booze, swords, and naps above all else.
The air inside the room is significantly more warm, heavy, compared to the cool breeze blowing outside. It's dark, your eyes adjusting to the lack of lighting as you carefully step over shoes and dirty clothes.
For a moment the beds seem empty and you wonder if he's even inside, yet the massive figure atop one of the bunks makes you quickly reconsider that thought.
His bare back rises and falls at a leisurely pace, his arms sprawled over the sides of the bed while he lays on his front. Cheek pressed comfortably into his pillow, Zoro naps away without much care for anything else.
After gawking for a second or two, you step toward the bunk, mentally cursing, and steel yourself for what feels like the millionth time. The wooden structure is a bit too tall for you to get a look at him, so with a small grunt you step onto the bottom bunk and grip onto the rails to hoist yourself up.
As soon as you take a glimpse over the top bunk's railing, you feel the warmth of his exhales across your nose and cheeks. It makes your face warm, your own breaths stalling as you take in the sight of him looking so… serene.
His face is softened, relaxed, a stark contrast to the pinched brows and scowls he usually wears.
Imagining the exasperated faces of your hungry crewmates, you get on with your small mission. Even though you're there to wake him, you're considerate enough to keep mindful of your tone. "Zoro?" comes his name from your lips, a murmur not quite suited for waking a beast.
The most you get out of him is the slight wrinkling of his nose, like a fly had perched there for a second before buzzing off. In a way it's expected given that he's slept through storms and whole marine attacks.
Your tone is louder the next time you call his name, more firm, his silhouette becoming pronounced as your eyes adjust to the dark room. "Zoro," you call again, arms starting to ache from how you're pulling yourself up to the top bunk.
Again, nothing. It's almost comical at this point, really.
You resist the urge to groan in frustration, your options becoming more limited. Time really isn't on your side here, not when the odds of a hungry pirate barging into the room increases by the second.
Taking a big breath, you decide that this is going to be the last try. This is going to be the one to wake the marimo, whether he likes it or not.
Unfortunately, the sea has other plans for you.
The ship hits a patch of rough water, the violent movement causing you to lose your grip on the railing tethering you to the top bunk. Your breath also catches when the sudden jolt makes your feet slip off the mattress belonging to the bottom bed, your heart skipping a beat when you feel yourself starting to fall back.
You're fully prepared to brace yourself against the harsh floor, your muscles tensing and jaw tightening, but you don't even have the chance to fall back a single inch.
A strong arm, previously hanging limp over the bed, curls around your waist and holds you steady. It supports all your weight, even as your legs kick out in an attempt to find solid ground. With your face suddenly squished into the junction of his neck, your own arms act on instinct and wrap around his shoulders.
Zoro's awake now, steel-grey eye open and aware as if he hadn't been knocked out cold just seconds ago. His senses have a unique threshold, not bothering to pick up on the calls of his name but always managing to be ready when his crewmates need him most- especially you.
His skin is warm, a tell tale sign that he'd probably been napping for hours. Tightening his grip on you, he sits up, pulling you with him. You're still disoriented, wondering why you haven't hit the floor, but he's as sharp as ever.
"The hell are you doin'?" he grumbles, voice still heavy from his rest, carrying that delightful rasp. His irritated tone is a facade, more of a light chide than anything. "You tryin' t'break your neck or something?"
You feel like a fish out of water, mouth opening and closing a couple times while you're still dangling from the top bunk. It's hard to not get in a few mumbled apologies, not knowing if he's ticked from being stirred from his sleep.
"Dinner is ready," you reply, managing to find your words, your hold on him not letting up due to fear of falling once more. He feels so warm, the definition of a guilty pleasure, and you're left to exert as much self-control as possible.
He lets out a scoff, amused, then grunts as he finally realizes you're still hanging over the bed. His hand moves, sliding across your waist to grab at the back of your shirt. While Zoro's strength is known throughout all the seas, it always leaves you in awe. With nothing more than a bicep curl, he hoists you up and onto the top bunk with him.
A sigh of relief leaves your lips as you sink into the soft mattress, the bunk creaking with the added weight and how Zoro shifts into a seated position. Legs crossed over one another, he stretches his arms over head, unintentionally showing off his physical prowess.
Your eyes find the ceiling out of respect, but mostly because you're another second away from bursting into flames.
He yawns, then rubs at the back of his neck. "Dinner, huh?" he repeats, finding the answer satisfactory enough and shrugging his shoulders. "They sent the right person. I don't need that shitty cook hurling a kick my way."
You nod and even get out a laugh. "Yeah, I'm sure waking up to me almost falling is a lot better," you joke, looking over the bunk to see the drop to the floor.
"It's no problem," he assures, his gold earrings catching in the slivers of moonlight entering through the window as a lazy smirk grows on his face. "I got ya."
While you'd be willing to skip dinner to stay with the swordsman, your stomach protests with a hefty grumble. Zoro's stomach follows suit, making it's need for food known. The timing of it makes another laugh slide past your lips, a sound that makes his smirk soften into something more genuine.
With a small grunt, he hops off of the top bunk and lands on the floor with a solid thud. "Alright," he starts, stretching his back out a bit more before lifting his head to meet your gaze. "Let's go eat." His arms raise, ready to help you down from the bed. Whether you want to take the ladder or propel yourself into his embrace, he silently vows to be there to offer support. Although Zoro could be stubborn, gruff, and brash, he'd never let you fall, not ever.
Tumblr media
4K notes · View notes
pintadachica · 1 year ago
Text
Bamboo Cooking Utensils, 3 pcs/set
$19.95
These bamboo utensils are perfect for all your cooking needs! The Bamboo Cooking Utensils are suitable for use with any pots and pans, and won’t scratch non-stick. The set includes one regular cooking spoon, one slatted spoon for picking food out of liquid, and one flat edged utensil for flipping and scraping. Link to Shop: https://viodyne.com/product/bamboo-cooking-utensils-3-pcs-set/ Link to Viodyne: https://viodyne.com
0 notes