Could I request Medic having The Mom Grip on Scout’s shoulder after the speedy moron almost let a mercenary secret slip while they weee getting groceries?
Three Europeans and two Americans walk into a grocery store in New Mexico.
I hope this is the right meme.
More silliness below.
This comic is the antithesis of the "wtf is a kilometre" joke.
The faces they make when they can't quite identify the type of brown bread in the bread aisle.
You don't know how [insert nationality here] you are until you go overseas and things are different.
Spy obviously has no problems with pretending to know how much a gallon of milk is, he just peeks into his conversion chart notes, pretending it's his shopping list.
I want to think Heavy is completely fine with having to readjust to a new unit system, he just eyeballs most practical things anyways by holding them up and mumbling about how they approximately weigh like a chicken or his kettle bell etc. He's always been living in practical ignorant bliss.
Medic has a peer reviewed meltdown the first time he realises there's no uniformity in "a cup of ____" because every object has different densities. He's diligent about memorising the conversion rates for ounces, pounds, the most common things etc., and recovers ok. He goes through the same stages of grief rage when he finds out about distances and lengths.
Just remember four inches are 10.16 cm and pray no one asks you to specify anything bigger than inches.
Everyone does a mental victory lap when they manage to guess how much Celsius the weather is because they keep forgetting it's Celsius*5/9+32=Fahrenheit, Engineer reminds them patiently.
The true victories are the correct temperature guesses we've made along the way.
One time, a friend asked me if I actually knew how much a tablespoon of flour was in gramms to convince me that metric users also make use of volume based units without thinking about them. But little did she know a heaped spoonful of 405 flour is about 15g and a level tablespoon is 10g.
They claim Oolong just tastes better when it's boiled to 80°C exactly with a Bunsen burner.
You only asked for one scene but somehow I came up with a bunch of other things. This post was drawn across 2 months so the artstyle is all over the place. Thanks for your ask!
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Omar spoke to me via Skype from Gaza City. Like many others around the world, spending time in the kitchen is how he relaxes, and he finds the meditative quality of cooking a vehicle through which he can escape the challenges of everyday life in Gaza. But even in the kitchen, Omar can’t escape his concerns. “There has been a spike in cancer rates here,” he told me. “Our land is filled with the remnants of tons of artillery and missiles and bombs…. How do you think that is affecting the soil?”
In 2009, Israel used white phosphorus against Gazans during Operation Cast Lead, and Omar fears the ongoing damage of these chemical weapons is affecting Gaza’s produce. “No matter how much you clean the vegetables, you always wonder, is this really clean? Or is this carrot going to give me cancer?”
Yasmin Khan, "Dill, Fish, and Resilience: The Holy Trinity of Gazan Cuisine" (March 13, 2019)
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Born to be Hanged by Keith Thomson, is, without a doubt, the "dudes rock"-ingest book I've read all year. An account of one of the most ambitious raids of the Golden Age of Piracy taken primarily from the diaries of six men who participated in the voyage, it was a nice change of pace from the tales of shipwreck and tragedy I often gravitate towards. I'd like to read more books like this (well-informed and engaging accounts of the Golden Age of Piracy), so if you have any recommendations, please let me know!
In celebration of finishing the book, I also made a sweet avocado dish described by one of the book's protagonists, the seafaring naturalist William Dampier, in his accounts of his voyages around the world. Tasting History with Max Miller describes this as an early form of guacamole, but it's got a much more dessert-y flavor profile. This one's definitely getting added to my regular cooking rotation.
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Creamy roasted garlic tomato soup
Yields: 4-6 servings Prep Time: 15 minutes Cook Time: 45-50 minutes
Ingredients
Roasted Veggies:
3 pounds ripe tomatoes (Roma or on-the-vine work well)
1 head garlic (top sliced off)
1 medium onion, quartered
3 tablespoons olive oil
1 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon black pepper
Soup Base:
2 tablespoons butter
1 teaspoon dried thyme (or 2 sprigs fresh)
1/2 cup heavy cream
4 cups vegetable broth (low-sodium is best)
1/4 cup fresh basil leaves (optional, for garnish)
Equipment:
Baking sheet
Large pot or Dutch oven
Immersion blender (or regular blender)
Instructions
Roast the Vegetables:
Preheat your oven to 425°F (220°C).
Cut tomatoes in half lengthwise. Drizzle tomatoes, onion, and the garlic head with olive oil, salt, and pepper. Place them on a baking sheet, cut-side down.
Roast for 35-40 minutes, or until tomatoes are blistered and softened.
Start the Soup Base:
While the veggies roast, melt the butter in a large pot over medium heat. Add the thyme and cook for 30 seconds, stirring constantly.
Blend the Soup:
Carefully squeeze the roasted garlic cloves out of their skins and into the pot with the melted butter. Add the roasted tomatoes and onions (including any juices).
Pour in the vegetable broth. Bring to a simmer and cook for about 10 minutes.
Use an immersion blender (or carefully transfer to a regular blender in batches) to puree until very smooth.
Finish and Season:
Stir in the heavy cream. Taste and adjust salt and pepper as needed.
Serve:
Ladle into bowls and garnish with fresh basil if desired. Enjoy with crusty bread, grilled cheese, or a simple salad for a delicious meal!
Tips & Variations:
Spice it up: Add a pinch of red pepper flakes with the thyme for a little kick.
Vegan: Swap the butter for olive oil and use a plant-based cream alternative.
Extra Flavor: Add a tablespoon of tomato paste while cooking the thyme for deeper tomato flavor.
Storage: This soup keeps well in the refrigerator for 3-4 days and freezes beautifully.
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Robin landed on the roof next to him and Bruce could already feel the headache building. They were looking down on a young blond man with pointed ears and a large halberd on his backriding on a white horse. The guy looked like he had come straight out of a fairytale. He knew that if this was a new rogue Damian would argue about keeping the horse. Actually he would probably want to keep the horse even if he wasn't a rogue.
Deciding the guy had gotten close enough they swooped down to confront him. The man, startled, stopped his horse and pulled the large halberd off his back. He held it in front of him, as if in warning. The man looked wary of them but not afraid. They stared at eachother for a moment before the man spoke in a language neither Batman not his Robin knew.
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Link was having a wierd day. He had literally just saved Princess Zelda a week ago (and for the second time) when he encountered some kind of demon in black and white. The Master Sword glowed in the demons presence which was all Link needed to know before chasing after the being. The thing, looking like a teen in odd clothing that reminded him of links own rubber suit, bolted into a green portal it had created.
Not hesitating he had his horse leap into it. And now he was in a strange place with no sign of the demon. After getting attacked by a man yelling in a language he didn't recognize, he switched out his sword for a halberd for that extra reach on horseback and continued on his way, leaving the unconscious man on the road side behind him.
This place was odd. Parts of some walls would light up, showing images of people and places he didn't know along with a written language he didn't recognize. He came across many people who looked at him oddly...or at least he thought they were people. They looked like Hylians but most of them were taller than the average Hylian and to Links horror they had short rounded ears. How could they hear thier gods with such tiny ears?
He was scared, but he carried on anyway. Eventually he gets confronted by someone dressed as a monster and a child. They manage to settle thier...dispute?...without violence so that was nice. He pulled a few apples and swift carrots out of his tablet-to the curiosity of the duo- and hands them to the child. The kid caught on quickly and raced off to feed his horse her favorite snacks.
Link will have to figure out how to overcome this language barrier
Bruce however, has discovered this was not a man, but a teenager lost in a foreign world and is set on adopting him.
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