#Spanish Cooking

[cynthiabertelsen]

Using Cookbooks in Historical Archaeological Research: New Mexico as a Case Study

Using cookbooks as a tool in historical archaeological research might sound a tad bit absurd, but by examining certain characteristics of these books, it becomes possible to see dirt-covered artifacts in a slightly different light. As a tribute to my childhood friend, Meli-Duran Kirkpatrick, and at the request of her husband, archaeologist Dr. David Kirkpatrick, I wrote an article DAILY LIFE…

[fieriframes]

[Not loco chicken, local. Ah, close to here? Yeah. Yes. Yes, it is close to here. Is rabbit very popular in Spanish cooking?]

[nationaldayof]

National Empanada Day; National Zoo Lovers Day; and National All Is Ours Day

Today is officially National Empanada Day; National Zoo Lovers Day; and National All Is Ours Day!

[hedgehog-moss]

I just read a detailed account of the Bal des Ifs and I’d never realised how funny this event was when you don’t focus on Madame de Pompadour. All I was taught at school is that it was the masquerade ball in 1745 where Louis XV first took (public) notice of la Pompadour, but what I didn’t know was that the former royal mistress had recently died so there was a vacancy so to speak, and a lot of noblewomen showed up specifically hoping to catch the King’s attention. 

But he came dressed up as a shrub (a yew tree similar to the ones in the royal topiary gardens) along with seven other men in identical costumes, so no one knew for sure which one was the King. People always focus on how Madame de Pompadour recognised the royal shrub and talked to him, but what about the women who didn’t!! History is written by the winners but I want to hear about the women who doggedly danced the minuet with random shrubs hoping this one was the one. My book mentions that a determined noble lady followed a yew tree outside the room on a hunch, only to find that she had bet on the wrong shrub. This is what the shrub costumes looked like by the way, imagine stalking one all over the park of Versailles at night because you think his gait looks kingly and you are an ambitious noblewoman

[bigbigtruck]

visiting ao3 for the first time since 2019 bc i finally have a ship outside of my own characters for the first time in ages

there are 44 fics for the fandom

three fics for my ship

one in english

and it’s t rated

edit: oh, but it’s lovely!

[pingustuffings]

The fact that roier is the only active spanish speaker left that isnt either on hell or cant log in, and the horrors of him having multiple days to communicate but NOBODY understanding him because no one knows spanish well enough to make out what hes saying.

I will admit I AM KINDA OBSESSED OF THAT. The language barrier being the only thing keeping you away from help? That's fun!! That's a type of horror that could strictly be found in something like the qsmp!

[lupiinist]

barty is a great cook.

like, not only because his mum taught him how to cook (gets even better if you hc him as italian or spanish [or latino, too]), but also because his friends can't cook even if their lives depended on it

regulus is a menace in the kitchen, he once burned a kettle trying to make tea, evan is too lazy to try to learn, pandora was banned from the kitchen after making something (no one really knows what it was) that got them all sick, and dorcas can do the basic, but she likes having barty cook for her

it surprises a lot of people when they learn it that that goth, punk, edgy, slightly off guy with too many piercings and tattoos to count could be the chef of his own restaurant if he wanted to. his specialty is main dishes, he's superb with pasta and meat, but also rocks the desserts

he bonded with james over food, because james is also the cook of his group of friends (he makes the most amazing desi dishes [which i won't go into much detail because honestly it's 3 am and i can't research properly right now])

opposite to what many people think, the skittles rarely order food when they're hanging out together. barty almost always cooks. more than knowing how to, he likes to cook. it's something he shares with his mum, something his father never had any influence over (after all, he was never home during supper)

most of all, barty loves to cook for evan. evan is the type of person who tends to either get into hyperfocus and forgets to eat or has a very bad week and forgets to eat. either way, he doesn't take good care of himself. barty helps by popping up in his house, making him get up from the couch and help him in the kitchen. evan doesn't cook, but he sorts the ingredients out and occasionally chops a tomato (not onions though, he hates how they make him cry). he makes barty company, and they both have slightly better weeks just because of that

so, in the end, barty loves to cook.

[hrover5]

All I want for Christmas is renewal news for OFMD S3 🏴‍☠️

[stuck-in-jelly]

Absolutely love how Laios and Chilchuck really with their whole chest said “duh Senshi has always been hot get with the program Marcille. What you think dwarves cant be hot?”

Meanwhile the real Senshi is standing there processing that two of his party members think he’s attractive like

[rain-yskies]

un i did for an art trade woooo

[livetogether--diealone]

"i guess he wanted to do something spectacular" and it's showing exactly why he got fired

[obsessive-jan]

The spanish zoo tour guide having to deal with the obnoxiously loud and easily excitable british tourist:

[ibetittering]

PRAYING she's in the next season I love her sm 🙏

[palskippah]

Hi!

Mario’s distaste for mushrooms is so funny and it gives material to draw stuff like this hehe

(Based over a fic I read years ago where the guy craved a fruit that literally every single person in that world hated and so he ate it shamefully ajksdjsad here Mario just eats angrily bc he hates it)

Also I say that at any inconvenience regarding the pregnancy Mario goes >:c to his belly, like he’s mad at the babies asdlaskd and Peach plays along.

(Also- sorry to people that actually speak italian, I did translate what Mario’s saying in google akjdjksdak he’s saying btw “how dare you two? To betray your own mother...”)

[daily-deliciousness]

Churros with chocolate & espresso sauce

[starry-aesthetic]

The children of Hoster Tully of Riverrun, 282 AC.

In a limpid brook

the capricious trout

in joyous haste

darted by like an arrow.

(—C. F. D. Schubart, “The Trout”)