#Yummy taste

[starrysharks]

ghanaian miku

[crabussy]

hey. don’t cry. crush four cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and pasta of your choice ok?

[cookingworld]

The Delight of Pepperoni Pizza

The Delight of Pepperoni Pizza

Among all the pizza sweethearts around the world, pepperoni pizza is cherished due to its exceptional blend of flavors and filling fixings. With the crunchy exterior layer, flavorful pureed tomatoes, wiry mozzarella cheddar, and luscious pepperoni, it is certainly setting down deep roots in both pizza houses and homes. We should presently explore this unequaled most cherished dish with a clear recipe to plan at home.

Ingredients

For the Dough:

Ø 2 ¼ cups all-purpose flour

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The Delight of Pepperoni Pizza

  The Delight of Pepperoni Pizza: A Classic Recipe Among all the pizza sweethearts around the world, pepperoni pizza is cherished due to i...

[fever4theflavor69]

Dinner is served Daddy

[pseudopigeons]

kiwi mikuuuu did the miku twitter trend

[capturedbeauty]

[xerocares]

@whoisinmyhousehelp ‘s Mischa design

Fun fact: I finished this while getting to Mischa’s part in a production of RtC

[jewreallythinkthat]

Guys, if you keep kosher for Passover and do not eat kitniyot and want something exciting this year, you NEED to head to @sialiaskitchen and check out the recipe for matzo meal tortillas. I had a go making them properly today and these things are MAGIC!

The only things I'd recommend are:

1. Make sure to knead each portion of tortilla "dough" until they are properly smooth, it will make sure you get a smooth outside to the tortillas and prevent them cracking. This will take maybe 1 minute for each one. I just kept squishing it in my hand and then rolled it into a ball.

2. If, like me, you don't have a tortilla press, you can place the balls between parchment paper and then put it on the floor with a flat board above and then gently step on the board. I ended up on one leg with my entire body weight on the board and then gave them a little roll with a rolling pin just to even put the shape if necessary.

3. Trust Sialia's process. They need to stand, covered, to soften and I promise they will - just don't be worried if it takes a little longer than you expect. I piled them all up under a bowl and once a few were there and steaming, they softened much faster.

For anyone interested, the filling is pulled jackfruit and butternut squash in a guajillo and ancho chilli sauce. It's then sprinkled with queso fresco - although pick your fave cheese if you prefer, chopped red onion (purple), red onion soaked in red wine vinegar and sugar - a quick pickled onion (pink), and coriander/cilantro. 10/10 will be making again

[mimsillustrations]

One raspberry sorbetto coming right up! 🍧

[kral-adams]

Chocolate Blueberry Cheesecake 🫐

[evergreen-endo]

WE PLAY THE SAME KEYS AT DIFFERENT TIMES — r. kaji.

cw: 18+ mdni, f! reader, car sex, spit. wc: 0.8k a/n: unedited. thought about him on my drive home. enjoy. 

You and Kaji can’t ever just listen to music in the car together.

He really never intended for it to be like this at first— but once it happened the first time, it’s all he could think of the next time he got in his car. It’s the same every time; inviting you for a ride to listen to a tune that’s stuck in his head, one he claims he can’t get rid of until he hears it again. But with him, it can never just be one song. There are too many that make him think of you these days, despite his best efforts to press skip on those in particular. 

He drives around until night falls, and you’ve both shared everything you’ve had on repeat this week. As he pulls onto the highway, the low vibration of his car picking up speed thrums against your thighs, much like the guitar blaring through his speakers. The low light of the city falls on his hands as he steers with practiced motion, heel of his palm flat against the leather. Warm yellow light trails along the veins on his arms, dragging your gaze wherever it touches. It highlights the rim of his features for a split second, long enough to see the way he side eyes you.

He lets out a huff, leaning back against the headrest to hide in the dark, though it’s futile. As he whirrs past the overheads, the light guides your gaze to his thighs, spread lazily even with one foot on the gas, and up, up, up to…oh. It’s only a second that you see it before light rushes past, and you wait on the next street light to illuminate him. It takes its time, stretching slowly over the same path, fingertips to forearms to biceps. A flit of your eyes down, and the car leers onto the exit ramp, light changing its course and missing the bulge of his cock entirely. 

The both of you huff for different reasons, you in disappointment, and him in relief. Not that you can hear each other over the music, anyway.

You spend the rest of the ride bopping your head along and picking up your phone to add songs you like to your own playlist. He’s grateful that there aren’t as many street lamps on the route to your place, so you miss the poorly hidden smirk that plays on his lips. 

Pulling into your driveway, he thumbs at his wheel to turn the music down just as that one song comes on. The one you fucked to the first time he did this; the reason he keeps inviting you to do this. He pauses, sighing, and turns it back up again. You tense, thighs crossing as you hear the click of his seatbelt and squeak of the leather as he reaches over to click yours, too.

Kaji’s breath always comes out ragged— grits his teeth and hisses through them even as his chest heaves for more oxygen. He’s got you bouncing on his cock in his backseat, guiding you to some extent, rough grip on your hips because he really can’t find it in himself to be gentle. Not when you move so perfectly you hit every goddamn beat. 

You’re the perfect melody to him— he has half a mind to lean forward and turn the music down in favor of the sound of you. Ass clapping against his thighs, wet squelching from between yours, breathy moans and gasps and keens. He wishes he could isolate every salacious layer of sound— to savor it, ingrain it into his memory to replay over and over.

The beat of the song slows, just before he knows it’ll build up again. He takes the break to wrap an arm around your waist, effectively slowing the motion of your hips. You whine as he forces you to grind your clit against him, and he hums, captivated.

Using his free hand, he twirls his fingers through your hair, wrapping the strands around to get enough hold to pull you forward, the abruptness ripping a gasp from you. Perfect. Twisting his lips up, he tilts his head forward, letting a glob of spit travel past his lips and drip down onto your awaiting tongue as he plants his feet firm on the ground. With all the leverage in the world, he bucks his hips up into you as the beat picks up again, the heavy weight of his thrusts knocking the air from your lungs. 

It gets hard to move when you squeeze around him, ticks him off that you’re slowing down his rhythm. He just wants to give you what you deserve and you’re always holding him back with that fucking grip of yours. At least, he thinks, you’re giving him a chance to readjust his hips, so he can hit that spongey spot inside you until the song closes out, until all that’s left is the sound of your shared panting.

[fever4theflavor69]

Want a lick? Psyche!!! 😂

[torusblindfold]

thinking of this

[the-enjoyerrr]

i found your art scrolling through the tag and im obsessed your art looks so yummy i adore your textures. could you draw vee perhaps? i hope you have a good day!

THANK YOU SO MUCH... i love textures in my art the same way i love textures in my food

[hearthoof]

once again asking vegans to stop ?? shaming other vegans for what they eat like hello??

meat and cheese substitutes arent bad and eating them doesnt make u uncultured or something. but even if they did literally who gives a fuck. being vegan isnt a culture its a political movement that aims to stop the exploitation of animals. you can do that however the hell you plan to.

meat and cheese substitutes make becoming vegan or vegetarian more approachable to people and even if someone is a full-on vegan and still decides to eat them it doesnt matter lmao. u arent a better vegan just because you never eat substitutes.

eating vegan nuggets made the idea of being a vegan so much more possible for me! it was that one stepping stone that i didnt think was possible but it made me realize holy shit! i do not need meat in my life at all and there is nothing for me to miss! n that may seem silly but whatever! it helped me convert and at the end of the day thats what matters