#Natural Sugars

[trevlad-sounds]

Mixtape 332 “Galactic Porch”

2023-07-02

Morning Library

Wednesdays, Fridays & Sundays. Support the artists and labels. Don't forget to tip so future shows can bloom.

The Science Fiction Corporation-Galactic Adventures of the Outer Space Fleet 'Hope’-00:00

Kolumbo-Mysterious Femme-02:39

Natural Sugars-Offering-09:14

Philippe Brown-Conciliabule-14:51

Piero Umiliani, Wilson Das Neves-La Foresta Incantata-17:10

Roedelius-Aufbruch-20:56

Tommy Guerrero-Of Things to Come-24:28

Tyneham House-The Porch Room-27:14

Paul Ellis-Shifting Interdimensional Construct-29:02

Ray & the Prisms-Print Lab-34:21

Uncle Fido-They Begin Investigating-36:01

Psyché-Amma-37:49

Castle If-Vermillion Sunset-42:16

Mort Garson-Baroque No. 2-45:18

[diabetesreversalprograminindia]

How to reduce sugar and fat?

This article is originally published on Freedom from Diabetes website, available here. People with diabetes, should manage diabetes effectively, they should choose right diet. High levels of sugars and unhealthy fats can worsen blood sugar control, contribute to weight gain, and increase the risk of complications. First you have to understand how Sugar impact on Blood Glucose Levels.

Diabetic should avoid sugary foods, it can lead to rapid spikes in blood sugar. This is because sugar is quickly absorbed into the bloodstream, causing a sudden rise in glucose levels.

Effect of Fat on Insulin Sensitivity

Just imagin, a person with diabetics who loves fast food. Even if you’re careful about counting carbs, eating too many unhealthy fats, like those in fried foods or processed snacks, can still make it tough to control your blood sugar. These fats can cause insulin resistance, which means your body struggles to use insulin properly. So, after a high-fat meal like a cheeseburger and fries, you might notice your blood sugar is harder to manage.

Benefits of Reducing Sugar and Fat

Diabetess should cut down the unhealthy fats, will helpful for manage blood sugar level properly and improve your overall health. You should go for grain, vegetables, nuts, fruits, can help to stablize the blood sugar level.

Here are two effective methods to reduce sugar and fat in your meals

To lower sugar content, cook rice and store it in the refrigerator overnight before reheating it the next day. This process forms cross-linkages in the starch, turning it into resistant starch, which reduces the glycemic index by 40%. This method has been practiced by South Indians for years, offering great health benefits.

To cut down on fat, try air fryer and avoid deep frying. This method uses minimal oil, reducing calories by 70-80% and significantly lowering fat content. Also helps avoid the formation of harmful substances like acrylamide, which is created during deep frying.

Enjoy air-fried treats like crispy okra, sweet potato chips, and onion fritters without the guilt!

In short, cutting down on sugars and unhealthy fats is key for diabetics. It helps control blood sugar and prevents long-term issues like heart disease and insulin resistance.

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[parvej121]

The Sweet Delight of Fruit Jelly: A Flavorful Journey.

When it comes to satisfying our sweet cravings, fruit jelly stands as a timeless treat that has been delighting taste buds for generations. Whether you're enjoying it as a spread on toast, a filling in a pastry, or simply spooning it straight from the jar, fruit jelly never fails to bring a burst of fruity goodness to your palate. At Mr. Mukhwas, we understand the joy of indulging in this sweet delight, and today, we'll explore the fascinating world of fruit jelly and its many delightful aspects.

Brief History

Fruit jelly has a rich history that dates back centuries. Ancient civilizations, including the Egyptians and Romans, were known to preserve fruits in honey or other sweet substances, creating an early version of what we now know as fruit jelly. Over time, this culinary art form evolved, with techniques improving and flavors diversifying.

The Making of Fruit Jelly

Creating fruit jelly is a meticulous process that involves several key steps. Here's a simplified overview:

a). Fruit Selection: The journey begins with choosing ripe and flavorful fruits. Different fruits can be used to create various flavors of jelly, from classic grape and strawberry to exotic combinations like mango-peach or blackberry-lime.

b). Cooking: The fruits are simmered until they break down, releasing their natural juices and flavors. Sugar is added to sweeten the mixture.

c). Straining: The cooked fruit is then strained to remove any solids, leaving behind a smooth liquid.

d). Pectin Addition: Pectin, a natural gelling agent found in many fruits, is often added to the liquid to give it that signature jelly-like consistency.

e). Boiling: The mixture is boiled until it reaches the desired gel point, and the jelly is ready to be poured into jars.

Versatile Uses

One of the wonderful things about fruit jelly is its versatility. Here are some creative ways to enjoy it:

a). Breakfast Bliss: Spread fruit jelly on your morning toast, bagel, or croissant for a burst of fruity goodness to kickstart your day.

b). Pastry Perfection: Use fruit jelly as a filling for pastries, tarts, or donuts to add a sweet and tangy twist to your baked goods.

c). Glaze and Marinade: Fruit jelly can make a delightful glaze for roasted meats or a flavorful marinade for grilled chicken or pork.

d). Cheese Companion: Pair fruit jelly with a variety of cheeses for a delightful contrast of sweet and savory flavors.

e). Dessert Delights: Top off your desserts like ice cream, cheesecake, or yogurt with a spoonful of fruit jelly for an extra layer of flavor.

Health Benefits

Fruit jelly, when made with real fruit, can offer some health benefits too. It's a source of vitamins and antioxidants, and the natural sugars provide a quick energy boost. However, moderation is key as it can also be high in added sugars.

Mr. Mukhwas Fruit Jellies

At Mr. Mukhwas, we take pride in crafting high-quality fruit jellies that capture the essence of fresh fruits. Our jellies are made with the finest ingredients, preserving the natural flavors and vibrant colors of the fruits. Whether you prefer the classic grape or are eager to explore exciting new flavors, our range of fruit jellies has something to satisfy every palate.

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[bruciemilf]

I think Thomas and Martha 100% made baby! Bruce take little jobs around the city just to teach him the value of work.

“Just go out there and find what you’re good at, bambino,” Thomas says,

Bruce finds out that you can make a LOT by wearing a tiny business suit and asking people for money. “…And what did you do?”

Bruce counts his money with his tongue poking out like Martha thought him, “I was cute”

Alfred hums, “Certainly, it’s hard labor.”

“I’m a literal doctor, Alfie.”

“Perhaps you should try being a cute one, then.”

[ofallingstar]

Fantasia (1940)

[pocahontislhdc]

Me 😮‍💨.

[von2dutch]

BEAUTY OF BLACK WOMEN

[starry-bi-sky]

Clone^2 - Separation Strikes

"Why do I have to go?" Damian asks, surly and accent-thick, it sounds more like a demand and a whine at the same time. Sitting on the kitchen table with his arms crossed, in a green t-shirt that Danny bought him at a whim when he was at a thrift shop, and black shorts, he's never looked more like a kid. There's a little backpack leaning against the table leg, Damian begrudgingly picked it out when they went shopping.

His English has grown in leaps and bounds since Danny found him -- er, or more accurately; since Damian was spat out in front of him. -- and very little did they have to use the translator on Danny's phone these days.

Which meant one thing: Damian can start attending school comfortably now. And 'go' was the Amity Smiles Child Care Center. Danny and Jazz went as kids until they were twelve, and Mom and Dad actually managed to convince the center director to let Damian enroll for the summer.

And it was summer; Damian starts today.

"Because," Danny says, trying and failing to hide the smile pulling on his face, his heart warm and soft, and also laughing at Damian's expense; "being cooped up in the house all day isn't good for you, and you're starting school in the Fall. And, in Jazz's words: you need to have interactions with other kids your age for the benefit of your social development. And besides, it's only for the morning."

Damian's nose scrunches up, and his eyes roll so violently that for a moment, Danny thinks about joking that he'll get his eyes stuck like that. He holds his tongue; his little brother already looks like he's five seconds away from committing an act of violence.

"I don't need social interaction." Damian sneers, his cheek in his hand; a neverend pool of pride. "I am--"

"The Blood of the Demon Heir, better than everyone else." Danny cuts off, waving his hand in dismissive circles, his voice mockingly deep. Damian's brown skin darkens in embarrassment, and he scowls at Danny. "I know, bud. But Jazz is right, -- don't tell her I said that, -- you should be around kids your age."

Especially when he starts First Grade in the Fall. Honestly -- Danny was a little nervous to send him to the center. Damian's long since cut the habit of trying to kill or otherwise maim people, his palms ache-burn with gentle reminder, but his tongue was as sharp and as cutting as his sword. He still struggles with trying to quell it when he's upset. Vicious child-weapon that he once was, and will never be again.

Danny knows that it comes from a place of fear and defense, that Damian lashes out because that's what he's been taught. That at the end of the day, he doesn't really mean what he says, and he's learning to express himself better. But the other kids don't know that, and kids can be unforgiving and cruel.

Danny just...

His slow beating heart sighs, melancholy settles behind his lungs.

He doesn't want Damian to be outcasted. He doesn't want him to be alone.

Not like he was.

Damian sneers again, but says nothing, his shoulders crawling up to hide his ears like a turtle receding into his shell. Danny watches him silently, leaning against the kitchen counter with his own arms crossed. The clock hanging on the wall ticks in their ears -- it's almost time to go.

He watches Damian, careful, and so he sees it when his little brother's stone-shell pride and petulance shudders, and cracks. The darkened furrow of Damian's brows weakens, and for a moment, slants back.

Ah, Danny thinks, his own shoulders slumping. Epiphany washes over him, and his sad-heart soothes in warm understanding. So that's what it is.

His head tilts, and his hair spills over his shoulders, messy and fluffy, tickling his neck. Some of his bangs fall into his face. "Hal 'ant easabiatan ya habibi?" He asks, voice low and soft. Just as Damian's English has improved, so has Danny's Arabic. He still stumbles over himself some days, and Damian says his accent is trash, but they can have whole conversations now in Damian's mothertongue.

(Danny was incredibly proud of himself for it.)

Damian's face darkens, his blush spreading across the rest of his face, and he ducks his head down. Grown-out curls, black-brown and springy, falls over his eyes. "La!" He yells, loud and indignant, and not at all convincingly. "La 'asheur bialtawaturi!"

He was nervous. Danny can see it now, in the hunch of his shoulders and the tightness of his face, and faintly, he can feel it too. In the ecto-rich air of the Fentonworks House, it thrums, barely-there, like a hummingbird behind his lungs.

Danny can't stop the little, fond smile that forces itself across his lips and upticks the corner of his mouth. "It's okay to be nervous, little brother." He says, he sounds like Jazz when he says that. He doesn't think she'll mind him borrowing the nickname.

He pushes himself off the counter, and Damian refuses to look at him, hiding behind his hair and in his shoulders. It takes three long strides for him to reach the table, and Danny turns, plants his hands on the ledge, and hoists himself up. Right next to Damian.

Damian leans into him easily when Danny's arm wraps around his shoulders and tucks him close to his heart. He can feel his ear against his ribs. Danny hunches over him, resting his chin on Damian's head. "It's so okay to be nervous, actually. I was nervous, Jazz was nervous." He tells him, scratching the blunt edge of his nails across his scalp. "Everyone gets nervous."

"'Ana last aljumiea." Damian mumbles, as small and feeble as he was the night on the OPS Center balcony, realizing that his mom and the League weren't coming for him. Realizing that he was replaceable.

Danny's half-working heart squeezes; in grief, in rage, and his faucet eyes sting. He breathes in carefully, and presses his nose into Damian's hair in a loving faux-kiss. "You're right, you're not everyone." He says, steady and strong, because if he's not a pillar for his family, who else is he?

He can feel Damian's eyes flick up to him, and Danny smiles into his black-brown curls. Tilts his head to squish his cheek against him instead, hand dropping to thumb below Damian's lashes. "You're Damian Fenton," Because the adoption went through a few weeks ago, and he's still riding that high, "You're my baby brother. O' Artist Extraordinaire, Kickass with a Sword, Vegetarian and Wonderful Co-Ghost Hunter."

Damian tries to stifle a smile, and fails. Score! Triumph gathers in Danny's gut, his smile grows wider. He squeezes Damian tight, and only releases him so he can look him in the eyes. "And if anyone gives you a hard time at school, and I mean anyone--"

Danny has bad memories of the teachers looking the other way when the other kids were bullying him, all because he was a Fenton.

And Danny, bleeding heart, bleeding hands, loves his family more than he will ever love himself, will never let Damian experience the same injustice. Not if he can help it.

His eyes narrow, and the buzzy-film of ectoplasm covers his eyes, making them glow, "--You tell me. And as your awesome great big brother-and-technically-dad-but-only-biologically, I will handle it."

Damian, wonderfully made, full of light, his little brother Damian, giggles weakly at him. A sound that's worth it's weight in gold. The scary eyes dissipate, and Danny matches the sound with a cock-eyed, impish grin, dragging Damian into a soul-crushing, too-tight hug. The kind that only annoying older brothers can give. "Got it?"

That gets a proper, if short, laugh out of Damian. He wriggles in Danny's arms, trying to break free. But Danny does calisthenics, his arms are as big as Damian's head, so it doesn't work. "Understood, now, daeni 'adhhab ya 'akhi!"

Danny laughs, loud and bright, and loosens his hold just a smidge, only so he can adjust his grip and hop off the table with Damian still in arm.

"Never!" He crows, hoisting Damian slightly. One eye flick at the clock, and in one quick move, he secures Damian under one arm like a football, and hooks his foot under the strap of his backpack. Kicking it up, he tosses it into the air and catches it with his free hand, and slings it over his shoulder. "Now, to the car, my boy! Before we're late and Mom and Dad get charged."

Damian groans, childish and dramatic and long, but his face is all squished up with a wide grin and glee. Danny can taste his joy beneath his tongue.

"And, if my little pep talk didn't encourage you," He says, reaching the door to the garage, flipping Damian up onto his hip instead. "If you have a good day today, I'll make you bal mithai when you get back."

Like all kids at the promise of sweets, Damian's eyes widen and glitter. Danny loves seeing Damian be a kid, it's his favorite thing in the world. "I will!"

[black-salt-cage]

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[squishsquishy]

>> gus.mejia.arte

[ofallingstar]

Fantasia (1940)

[thismommyisforreal]

My dears I wish you a nice weekend enjoy the wonderful weather 🤗 😘 🌞

[von2dutch]

BLACK WOMEN ECSTASY

[simoneindiaa]

Gratitude in FULL affect

Forever walking by faith, never by sight.

xoxo, SIS <3 =)