#brut beer

[gastronominho]

A nova "Brut Beer" da Brewine Leopoldina

Marca pertencente ao Grupo Famiglia Valduga e que tem como premissa a união dos mundos da cerveja e do vinho, lança a Italian Grape Ale Pinot Noir.

Marca pertencente ao Grupo Famiglia Valduga e que tem como premissa a união dos mundos da cerveja e do vinho, lança a Italian Grape Ale Pinot Noir. O novo rótulo rosé foi elaborado durante o período da vindima no Vale dos Vinhedos (RS) – Safra 2022 – e traz em sua composição a utilização de leveduras e do mosto da uva Pinot Noir da reconhecida vinícola Casa Valduga. Esta cerveja especial foi…

[timmurleyart]

Crispy fresh.🍟🐟(unique silkscreen on paper)🍺

[mmwineliqour]

Louis Roederer Champagne Brut Rosé Cristal 2013 — A Toast to Elegance

For those who appreciate luxury and sophistication, Louis Roederer Champagne Brut Rosé Cristal 2013 is the ultimate indulgence. This award-winning Champagne is crafted with exceptional precision, making it a symbol of prestige and celebration. Whether you’re marking a milestone or simply savoring life’s finest moments, this limited-edition Rosé Champagne delivers a truly unforgettable experience.

A Masterpiece of Winemaking

From the renowned Louis Roederer Champagne House, the 2013 Brut Rosé Cristal is a testament to over two centuries of craftsmanship. Made from a blend of Pinot Noir and Chardonnay, this Champagne undergoes an extended aging process, allowing its elegant character and complexity to fully develop.

Tasting Notes

Aroma: Fresh berries and delicate floral notes

Taste: Crisp, refreshing, and beautifully balanced

Finish: A refined, lingering taste that embodies sophistication

Best Served For

Perfect for special occasions, this Champagne pairs exquisitely with fine cuisine, including fresh seafood, light pasta dishes, and artisanal cheeses. Serve it chilled to fully appreciate its delicate bubbles and rich flavors.

Product Highlights ✅ ABV: 12% ✅ Aging: Aged for depth and complexity ✅ Best Served: At celebrations or alongside gourmet dishes ✅ Origin: France ✅ Volume: 750mL ✅ Includes Gift Box — Ideal for gifting!

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[aboutbeverages]

LIVE on TWITCH!  All links in bio.  Live podcast show starts now!  Featured beverages are the Clausthaler Dry Hopped Non-Alcoholic IPA, La Burgondie Crémant de Bourgogne Sparkling Wine and Ernest Rapeneau Brut Champagne.  You can find all of our videos and podcasts on YouTube, iTunes and Spotify.  Check out our TikTok and Merch store!  http://www.twitch.tv/aboutbeverages

[fossore]

The Sharks did their annual Sampling with the Sharks Charity Auction which included player "Favorite Things" gift baskets. Auctions are saved but they get hard to find unless you have the right link, so the overall image of the baskets and description of the contents is saved below (find out what Thrun's favorite book apparently is!)

Note: all images of the entire gift baskets are left without alt text as the contents are also included in the post

#3 Henry Thrun's Favorite Things Basket!

This package includes:

Adidas Authentic Made in Canada Home Evolve "Thrun" Jersey Autographed by #3 Henry Thrun (Size 56)

Hyperice Hypervolt Go 2 Portable Percussion Massager

San Jose Sharks Plush Blanket

San Jose Sharks Mini Hockey Stick

Shoe Dog by Phil Knight featuring personalized message from Henry Thrun

Assorted Ghirardelli Milk Chocolate Squares

3 Mini Shark Rubber Ducks

Sponsorship of Layla the Pup's care at Humane Society Silicon Valley

Woven basket with lid

This basket was thoughtfully curated and generously donated by Henry Thrun and Leyla Ewald

#7 Nico Sturm's Favorite Things Basket!

This package includes:

Fanatics Replica Made in Indonesia Home Evolve "Sturm" Jersey Autographed by #7 Nico Sturm (Size L)

Black Lululemon Daily Multi-Pocket Tote Bag 20L

Black Lululemon The Mat 5mm Made With FSC(TM) Certified Rubber

Lululemon Double Roller

Black Lululemon Back to Life Sport Bottle 32oz

Therabody Theragun Wave Duo Smart Vibrating Roller

This basket was thoughtfully curated and generously donated by Nico Sturm and Taylor Turnquist

#11 Luke Kunin's Favorite Things Basket!

This package includes:

Adidas Authentic Made in Canada Home Evolve "Kunin" Jersey Autographed by #11 Luke Kunin (Size: 54)

LKT1D Hoodie to be Autographed by #11 Luke Kunin (Size: L)

LKT1D Hat to be Autographed by #11 Luke Kunin (Size: Adjustable)

LKT1D Puck Autographed by #11 Luke Kunin

6-pack Coors Banquet Beer

32 oz Grey Owala FreeSip Water Bottle

7 oz Sanders Sea Salt Caramel Dark Chocolate

This basket was thoughtfully curated and generously donated by Luke and Sophia Kunin

#21 Alexander Wennberg's Favorite Things Basket!

This package includes:

Fanatics Replica Made in Indonesia Away Evolve "Wennberg" Jersey Autographed by #21 Alex Wennberg (Size L)

3 Fanatics Authentic Pro San Jose Sharks A-Frame Rink Hats Autographed by Alexander Wennberg (Adjustable - Snapback)

Black Yeti Hopper Flip 12 Soft Cooler

Black Yeti Rambler 20oz Travel Mug

AirPods Pro

12oz Blue Bottle Coffee Bella Donovan Whole Beans

12oz Blue Bottle Coffee Kenya Whole Beans

This basket was thoughtfully curated and generously donated by Alexander and Felicia Wennberg

#44 Marc-Edouard Vlasic's Favorite Things Basket!

This package includes:

Adidas Authentic Made in Canada Home Evolve "Vlasic" Jersey Autographed by #44 Marc-Edouard Vlasic (Size 56)

#44 Grey Reebok Sharks Hockey Player Issued Hoodie

750 ml Bottle of Veuve Clicquot Yellow Label Brut Champagne Autographed by Members of 2024-25 San Jose Sharks

Jar of Sweet Vlasic Pickles Autographed by #44 Marc-Edouard Vlasic

2 Mini Pure Maple Syrup Bottles

Ferrero Rocher Chocolate Bar

2 Poutine Gravy Mix Packages

Just Dill Dog Toy

Kong Cozie Doy Toy

Kong Ball Dog Toy

Fresh is Best Freeze-Dried Wild Salmon Fillet Dog Treats

Dried Dog Treats

Woven Basket

This basket was thoughtfully curated and generously donated by Marc-Edouard Vlasic and Frederique Guay

#73 Tyler Toffoli's Favorite Things Basket!

This package includes:

Fanatics Replica Made in Indonesia Home Evolve "Toffoli" Jersey Autographed by #73 Tyler Toffoli (Size XL)

San Jose Sharks Foam Finger Autographed by #73 Tyler Toffoli

San Jose Sharks Puck Autographed by #73 Tyler Toffoli

Official Major League Baseball Framed Baseball

New Era 9FIFTY Snapback LA Dodgers Hat (Adjustable)

IN-N-OUT T-Shirt (Size L)

IN-N-OUT Stickers

IN-N-OUT Gift card

IN-N-OUT Paper Hats

SJ Sharkie Kuricha Plush Doll

8.3 oz Brodo Roasted Garlic & Chili Chicken Bone Broth

8.3 oz Brodo Rosemary & Lemon Chicken Bone Broth

5.3 oz Smart Sweets Sweet Fish

7.8 oz Late July Garden Ranch Tortilla Chips

3 lbs Dr Teal's Pure Epsom Salt Soaking Solution (Relax & Relief)

34 fl oz Dr Teal's Foaming Bath with Pure Epsom Salt (Relax & Relief)

This basket was thoughtfully curated and generously donated by Tyler and Cat Toffoli

#91 Carl Grundstrom's Favorite Things Basket!

This package includes:

Fanatics Replica Made in Indonesia Home Evolve "Grundstrom" Jersey to be Autographed by #91 Carl Grundstrom - Note: This jersey is currently being made and will be autographed by Carl on February 2. Auction listing photo will not be updated to include jersey but auction winner will receive an autographed jersey

San Jose Sharks blanket

San Jose Sharks Scarf

San Jose Sharks Keychain

San Jose Sharks Magnet

San Jose Sharks Puck to be Autographed by #91 Carl Grundstrom

The Little Book of Fika by Lynda Balslev

Swedish Playing Cards

Kafferep Cookies with Raspberry-Flavored Filling (12 count)

Kafferep Cookies with Chocolate-Flavored Filling (12 count)

Pagen Gifflar Cinnamon Treats (12 count)

5.11 oz Karlfazer Milk Chocolate with Toffee Pieces Bar

Woven basket

This basket was thoughtfully curated and generously donated by Carl and Wilma Grundstrom

#96 Jake Walman's Favorite Things Basket!

This package includes:

Fanatics Replica Made in Indonesia Home Evolve "Walman" Jersey Autographed by #96 Jake Walman (Size XL) - Note: this jersey was autographed upside down. A new jersey is being made and will be autographed to replace the upside down signature. Auction winner will receive a correctly oriented jersey

San Jose Sharks Puck Autographed by #96 Jake Walman

75 White Callaway Wooden Tees

12 Callaway Hex Diablo Golf Balls

22 oz Yankee Candle - Midnight's Summer

13 oz Threshold Candle - Coastal Wind and Lavender

750 ml Decoy Chardonnay

12 oz can Strawberry Vanilla Olipop

12 oz can Classic Root Beer Olipop

6 oz Lindt Lindor Milk Chocolates

6 Full Size Reese's Peanut Butter Cups

Woven Basket

This basket was thoughtfully curated and generously donated by Jake Walman and Haley Borland

#4 Cody Ceci's Favorite Things Basket!

This package includes:

Fanatics Authentic Pro San Jose Sharks Rink Trucker Hat Autographed by #4 Cody Ceci (Adjustable - Snapback)

Viski Alchemi Smoked Cocktail Kit

Riedel Drink Specific Glassware - Pair of Rocks Glasses

Tovolo Sphere Ice Molds (Set of 2)

Moonstruck Dark Chocolate Espresso Artisan Chocolate

Moonstruck Dark Chocolate Almond Artisan Chocolate

2 Seasonal Cape Taupe Yeti Rambler 10oz Tumblers

12oz Blue Bottle Coffee Hayes Valley Espresso Whole Beans

This basket was thoughtfully curated and generously donated by Cody and Jamie Ceci

#64 Mikael Granlund's Favorite Things Basket!

This package includes:

Adidas Authentic Made in Canada Home Evolve "Granlund" Jersey Autographed by #64 Mikael Granlund (Size 54)

San Jose Sharks Igloo Insulated Lunch Tote

12 Titleist ProV1 Golf Balls (5,6,7,8)

San Jose Sharks Puck

San Jose Sharks Keychain

San Jose Sharks Magnet

Fazer Salmiakki Mix (Authentic Finnish Salty liquorice)

KarlFazer Maitosuklaa (Milk Chocolate)

Halsa Bucket Sauna Hat

The Finnish Way by Katja Pantzar

Woven Basket

This basket was thoughtfully curated and generously donated by Mikael Granlund and Kukka Kyyhkynen

I don't know if these links will keep working but here are all the listings (each name is a separate link)

Thrun Sturm Kunin Wennberg Vlasic Toffoli Grundstrom Walman Ceci Granlund

[alliskit]

BG3 Headcanons Nobody Asked For.

Part 2: “Cheap” Alcohol.

As Astarion once asked, “But what would they taste like?”

Well, I don’t have the money to spend drinking brandy (sorry Gale), but there’s enough on the shelves I can buy that would describe them quite nicely.

A heads up that these are U.S. based, but I’ll make sure to describe them so you get the picture.

Gale:

He wants to be brandy, scotch, or a flavored liquor, but he’s not.

He’s a mid tier red wine — still a cab sav, but mid tier.

This is NOT a bad thing. This wine is your personal go-to especially if you’ve got no one coming over.

It’s flavorful enough on the palate but not too risky. It’s likely from a good brand that has more expensive options but this is good enough to buy repeatedly.

This is your wine you pair with your favorite dinner, a good book, watching tv, and after a stressful day. Your ride or die wine.

This wine is the kind of wine you can finish in one night and not feel guilty even when drunk. You can buy more later.

It’s dependable and delicious, makes you want to tell everyone about it.

It’s a favorite among many different kinds of palates.

Gale is always either the husband or male wife because he’s the easiest to commit to wholeheartedly, just like this wine.

Lae’zel:

She is Silver Patron Tequila. You will pay extra for this but the pain is worth it.

Githyanki are the definition of work hard play hard.

Once all the nonsense with the Elder brain and Orpheus is done, you will find her beachside on the Astral Sea, tatas out, a fresh squeezed lime house margarita in hand. Some Gith bard singing a rendition of Margaritaville they picked up passing through earths realm.

It’s the drink you deserve for all your hard work now that you’re in vacation mode.

It’s “exotic” but in safe way. Lae’zel may be from an asteroid but she’s your typical Gith fighter.

You don't put patron in every marg, but just the ones you want to hit fast and last.

Karlach:

Fireball Whiskey. The name itself just says it all.

You can get so many bottles of this for cheap in so many flavors.

It hits hard and fast and will make you ache by morning.

It’s not a party until someone pulls this out. Expect to get trashed.

It will coerce you into losing all filters and masks, learning to express who you really are.

It will burn going down and possibly coming back up, yet you will continue to wonder why you’re so willing to get burnt again.

She runs hot and so will you.

Wyll:

Craft beer. All craft beer.

He is ALL craft beer because he is the living embodiment of the dichotomy of an IPA made in someone’s garage that costs $14 a pint.

He is a man of his own making, gritty and self made, who can’t quite escape his silver spoon.

He has variety and many sides. Is he just your average guy or a sly devil? A little bit of both? A little sweet? A little sour?

Also he pairs well with all your favorite comfort foods.

He makes you want to dance a jig or sing a ballad at your local bar. He will lead it.

He’s of great taste, yet something in him longs to fit in. And with him, you can’t go wrong, even if it takes a minute to get past the initial bitterness.

Shadowheart:

Wine seltzer/vodka seltzer. Something really sweet and feels like a soda.

She’s the easiest crowd pleaser, even if it’s really watered down.

She not only tastes like this, this would be her drink of choice. Girl is tired and just wants a buzz while drinking something she can pound after a long day of saving lives.

You can enjoy this for near any occasion. Bring it to any event. (Someone at a funeral is craving a comfort drink and this will slap)

She, like Gale the red, is a comfort drink, but for a pick me up instead of a lay me down.

Astarion:

Prosecco and/or brut (poor man’s champagne because he’s not living the high noble life anymore)

He’s worthy of being celebrated, kicking your shackles off and stabbing your abuser warrants a celebratory kind of drink.

He’s not to everyone’s taste, but you’ll bear him for a good time.

If you get drunk on brut, you are a special kind of drinker. (Just like your fascination with vampires, some of us truly fear the feeling of death in the morning. If you’ve never had a Prosecco hangover, you’re better for it) I can hear him as he asks, “How are you feeling?” The morning after. LOL

He said he likes spicy food and spicy bubbles seem right up his palate. Also brut is great to pair with spicy!

Also drinking from a wine flute just makes you wanna say: “I’m fuckin posh” even if it’s plastic.

Minthara:

Our Spiced Rum mama. I’m talking Kraken spiced. The smooth rum followed by a heat like whiskey that makes you instinctively want to cough as it burns down your esophagus.

But oh how we love how it burns. Similar to Karlach but not nearly as in your face.

You will have a drunk existential crisis while dancing naked to Fleetwood Mac that will change how you see the world as you feel it burn deep in your soul.

You can drink this straight or in a cocktail and you will NEVER forget the experience. You will crave it.

It’s a smooth talker as it insults your inability to hold your alcohol. It will challenge your tolerance, making you think you really are a big baby. And I can hear her saying it. I’ll let her call me a cry baby whenever she wants.

Halsin:

Mead. I could just finish with just that, but I won’t.

Mead is honey wine if you didn’t know. Once again, it speaks for itself.

It’s comforting, it’s hearty, it’s sweet, it’s tasty, it warms the heart. Makes you want to lay back in the sun or sit warm by a fire.

Getting drunk on this is like getting drunk on sunshine and you will end up with the wine version of a sunburn but you’ll keep drinking.

Just like Halsin getting drunk and singing, dancing, and professing his love to strangers, you will too.

Honey wine will always treat you well and will make sweet love you “as nature intended”.

If you have more options you feel each of these guys embody, let me know! 👇🏻

[alma-amentet]

Was tagged by @lhenn Starting a new thread 'cause that one might get too long.

Thanks for tagging! Yeah, it took me 9 days to answer, could be worse... (I really like things like this, it's only lack of time, if I don't reply 😊)

Eggs: omelette... sort of. With little milk (so it isn't too runny) and lots of cheese! Also herbs, spices (just what I have at hand) and sometimes bacon\ham\sausage pieces.

Steak: medium would do for me, I guess. Not sure I had enough good steaks in my life... I'd have one, for sure!

Milk: 2% or 3,2 % cow milk. I like milk, yes! I also like flavored milk, ice cream and most dairy products.

Alcohol: vinho verde is love! That's Portuguese wine from a really rainy region of the same name. The grapes are usually picked when they are not quite ripe yet (or else they might get mouldy), so the wine is usually really fresh and sour, a bit sparkling. Im a huge fan of it.

Or anything close to it (like Mateus or some wines from Lisboa)

Also any other kind of more or less good sparkling wine, preferably pink, brut or demi-sec, but not (semi)sweet.

Or some good beer, I love IPA and dark strong ale.

Warm drink: Herbal or black tea.

tagging @catcas22 @katyspersonal @sheirukitriesfandom @bimbomcgee @katastronoot @karpachev @heraldofcrow @fantomette22

And anyone who'd like to join!

No pressure, as always, but I'd love to read your replies.

[halfmillionreasons]

Half a Million Reasons Episode 8: I Do Not Want This Apple Podcasts

A glimpse inside the mind of Maisie Kurtz

Transcript:

To understand where I am now, I have to go back a few months.

A few short weeks after turning eighteen, with a half tank of gas, chipped glitter nail polish, and a head full of crooked dreams, I took a trip to a neighboring county, about a half hour’s drive from Hickory Bend. Farrow Creek. Just a cracked stretch of highway before the interstate swallows you whole. The kind of place where folks pass through without stopping, unless they have a reason. My reason was The Velvet Mule.

The Mule sat just outside the town limits like it didn’t want to be part of anything. A low-slung building with blacked-out windows and a busted neon sign that flickered so slowly, it felt like the place was trying to blink itself out of existence. It wasn’t glamorous. It smelled like smoke, sweat, stale beer, and Lysol that couldn’t quite kill the sins soaked into the woodwork. The carpet stuck to your shoes. The music was always a few seconds behind itself, like even it didn’t want to be there. But they paid in cash, and they didn’t ask questions. I liked that part.

I started as a cocktail waitress, weaving through the swampy heat of beer breath and broken promises with a tray of watered-down drinks and a fake smile. Some nights, I wore less than the girls on stage. Some nights, I made more tips than they did. I knew how to look at men just long enough to make them feel important, but not long enough for them to think I owed them anything. It’s a tightrope, but I’ve always had good balance.

A month in, Jimmy Coulter, the owner, called me into his office. He was the kind of man who sweated even in air conditioning, all gold chains and cologne strong enough to choke a horse. His desk was cluttered with old receipts, empty bottles, and a half-used bottle of Brut. He didn’t look up when he spoke. Just kept scribbling something into a ledger like he was pretending he could still do math.

“You got the look,” he said. “You could make five times what you're making out front. Ten, easy, if you play it right.”

I asked him what that meant, but I already knew.

“Private entertainment,” he said, like it was a college degree. “Good money. Good clientele. You pick your nights.”

I told him I’d think about it.

That was a lie. I didn’t have to think.

Because something about that place had already started to hollow me out. Every time I went back, I left another piece of myself behind. A fingernail. A hair. A smile I didn’t mean. I knew what I was getting into. Maybe that’s what I wanted. To get into something I couldn’t crawl out of. To be consumed. Famous, maybe. Or just unrecognizable.

I was already halfway gone. The rest of me didn’t put up much of a fight.

The night I said yes, they handed me a red silk robe and a bottle of peppermint schnapps. Told me my first client was already waiting.

He sat in the corner like a stain that wouldn’t come out, hunched over, eyes glassy, tapping his fingers against his knee like he was playing some invisible piano. He looked older than he should’ve. Bloated, soft around the edges, like something preserved in bourbon and regret.

I recognized him immediately.

Hank Phelps. Jessie's daddy.

Jessie was a year younger than me in school. Always wore her hair in braids and carried pencils behind her ear like she was born to be someone's assistant. She cried when the teacher read Where the Red Fern Grows. I remember thinking that was sweet. 

I also remember the day Hank Phelps vanished. Some said he ran off with a waitress. Others whispered darker things. It was seven years ago. Folks just stopped talking about it. Like if you don’t say a name, it stops existing.

But I said it to myself the moment I saw him. Hank Phelps. And he didn’t recognize me. Or maybe he did and didn’t want to. His eyes were rimmed red, watery. Like he'd been crying for days, or maybe just never stopped.

He didn’t touch me that night. Not really. Just talked. Rambling things. Kept saying he saw things he wasn’t supposed to. That the trees whisper at night. That there’s something under Hickory Bend, something old, that should’ve stayed buried. Then he’d snap out of it, ask for more schnapps, and talk about how beautiful I was and he’d love to take me away from here. Just him and I. And then without missing a beat, he’d slip back into a bizarre monologue about losing hours, days, and other nonsensical ramblings. Said he wakes up places he doesn’t remember walking to.

“I think I drowned once,” he said, “but it didn’t take.”

That night haunted me. Still does.

It’s the same creeping feeling I have this morning, with the day rising slow and sickly over the treetops like it’s warning me to turn back. Like the sun’s in on something and doesn’t want to be. And that thing, that body, still laying out there by the bend in Foxfire River. Half in the mud, half in the water, like it couldn’t decide which world to belong to.

I wish I hadn’t insisted on shooting the video with Beau out here. We could’ve done it at his house, in his busted-up bedroom with that sad beanbag chair and Bob Seger poster. Hell, we could’ve done it anywhere. But I had a vision. I said I wanted nature. I said I wanted something cinematic. Something beautiful. Something with trees and water and morning light bending through the mist like it knew how to hold a secret. I didn’t want a lonely room with a plastic fern and peeling wallpaper.

I wanted grandeur.

And I got it. More than what I bargained for.

The body was fresh.

Face-down. One bare foot, pale and slick, pointing toward the sky like it had been trying to rise but got caught halfway. The flies hadn’t even found it yet. The water moved slow, respectful. I don’t know how long I stood there before my brain caught up to my eyes. Long enough to feel like I was floating. Like maybe I’d left myself behind and was just watching this play out from somewhere else.

And now, here I am, trying to forget about the body, and instead remembering Hank Phelps. The feeling of him.

That sour, static-in-your-bones feeling I got the night he looked at me and smiled like he knew something I didn’t. It started creeping in as I sat here in the truck, trying to keep my hands from shaking, trying to remind myself that I’m real, that this is real, that I didn’t imagine that body or the river or the sound it made when I stepped in too close.

It was the way he looked at me. Not just drunk or pathetic, though he was both, but knowing. 

“You’ve got the look,” he’d said, his voice gravel-soft and wet with booze. “Too good for a place like this.”

The same damn thing Jimmy Coulter said to me in his office, sweating through his silk shirt like a hog at a funeral. You’ve got the look. You could go far. You don’t belong in a roadside dive like this.

And that was months ago. I hadn’t thought of it since.

Until this morning.

Until that body.

I should’ve taken his advice then.

Ran. Vanished into the night like a whispered name. Just like he did seven years ago.

There was something about the way he said it, like it wasn’t a compliment, but a warning dressed up in flattery. 

“Too good for a place like this.” That line clung to me, sticky and cold, long after the room emptied and the music died.

When he slid the hundred-dollar bill down the strap of my g-string, his hand barely brushed my hip. Gentle, almost apologetic. And I saw more where that came from. Crumpled bills tucked into his wallet like they were hiding. Stacks of them. He wasn’t showing off. He was trying to give it away. Like it weighed too much. Like maybe money couldn’t fix something he’d done.

Maybe I should’ve gone with him?

There was a flicker in my head that night, it lasted a split second, of me climbing into the passenger seat of his dented, dust-covered sedan, of heading west or south or just away, toward some place that didn’t smell like despair, where nobody knew my name or my body or my dreams.

But then he looked at me again, and I saw something buried deep in his eyes. Not lust. Not longing. Dread.

He was afraid. Not of me. Not even of dying. But of something else. Something that followed him. Clung to his skin. Hid behind his teeth when he talked too long.

And even with that wallet full of cash, even with the road yawning open like a promise, I stayed.

I smiled. I did the rest of my shift. I got in my car. I drove home. And I never saw him again.

It was like he was a ghost making his last visit.

[mazzteracebater]

My first time with what i call streetmeat happened when i was going home from school. This dude been on the streets awhile. I used to see him sometimes. That day he called out to me when I passed. I got close and something about made me horny as fuck. he had to be about 50. He smelled like cigarettes, beer and brut cologne, he got at a shelter. We started talking and I guess he could tell I needed dick. He asked if I wanted to suck him off. So he took me to an abandoned parking garage. He was sleeping there. We got to his spot. his fucking body was chiseled. Ain't no fat. He dropped his pants and I saw that dick. Pale white veiny dick. I wrapped my thick lips around it fast as fuck. Thick ass pubes in my face, going up my nose. He smelled like sweet old piss down there. Piss and sweat. The whole time I was cumming in my jeans without touching shit. He was fucking moaning. He took a long time to cum, but when he did it filled my whole mouth up. I swallowed and then there was more. he kept cumming. I must have still been sucking more cos, he came again. he almost screamed. When we finished, I rubbed my hand over his dick so I could smell it on the way home. After that, i ain't ever looked down on no homeless man. some of the best dick I ever had.

[adickaboutspoons]

Happy Olu-Wednesday my v. dears! Who's ready to celebrate our favorite bartender with a little OFMD-themed adult beverages (options for mocktails provided. I know some of you have a whole day ahead of you still)? Episode 1: Impossible Birds Lime Ricky 1 ½ ounces (3 tablespoons) fresh lime juice

For a cocktail: 3 ounces gin or bourbon For a mocktail: ¼ teaspoon caper juice or pickle juice, ½ ounce simple syrup, or omit entirely

4 ounces (½ cup) soda water Ice, for serving Garnish: lime wedges

Combine lime juice, cocktail or mocktail ingredients, and bitters in an ice-filled highball glass and stir. Top with soda water and garnish with lime wedges.

Ricky was really overselling it in my opinion, but I'm an inveterate girly drink drinker, and the alcoholic version isn't even sweetened at all. It's refreshing, sure, but not something I would go out of my way for. So if you're a pantywaist like me, do yourself a favor and get some sweetened lime juice or throw some simple syrup at this bitch. I like the gin version better than the bourbon version, but it's a close call; I just think the lime goes better with the mother's ruin, but maybe drinking Christmas trees isn't your thing (I am referring to gin, in case anyone is wondering what the hell I'm talking about). I will say the bourbon version is more complex (but that I would also go easy on the simple syrup if you're adding it to that one) Episode 2: Red Flags Dark and Stormy 2 ounces rum (Iced tea for a mocktail) 1/2 ounce lime juice, freshly squeezed Ginger beer, to top (about 5 ounces) (can't find ginger beer? ginger ale is fine, darling)

Ice, for serving Garnish: lime wheel Stir rum and lime juice in a tall glass filled with ice. Top with the ginger beer. Garnish with a lime wheel. Easy peasy lime-y squeezy.

The recipe doesn't call for spiced rum, but the Kraken is my favorite, quite aside from thematic relevance, so that's what I used, and my v. dears, it is BEAUTIFUL.

Episode 3: The Innkeeper

I was tempted to go with the Corpse Reviver, but I have to admit I don't actually care for absinthe that much. So instead, champers is the drink of the hour, but why just have champagne when you can have a champagne cocktail? So I will share with all you, my v. dears, my v. favorite champagne cocktail; a little beauty we made up for our Addams Family themed Halloween party:

The Morticia 1/2 oz Créme de pêche 1/2 oz Passionfruit juice 1/2 oz Rose water 1 oz Pomegranate juice Champers of your choice (I prefer an Asti, but live your best life if you're more of a Brut girlie. For mocktails, add some Tonic Water instead for the bubbles)

Really just add all ingredients to a champagne flute. I am not a fancy bitch.

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[lgcdom]

double or nothing \ dominic “one-shot wonder” ahn was not in his natural habitat, and his choice attire of a three-piece suit exemplified it. “you said this was a house party,” he hissed to seyoon. and it was just that, a house party hosted on the nosier side of seoul where foreigners often frequented … only it wasn’t the type of house party that dom was used to, the type that was rich with brut champagne, haughty laughter, and business deals.

it took him just a few sips of beer to ease his anxiety and exactly one shot of soju to give him the courage to talk to a girl. ( and by talk, we mean rattling on about the laws surrounding liquor imports and how his father, a politician, was at the forefront of alleviating restrictive policies — )

whatever happened afterwards, dom did not want to could not remember. one moment, he was talking to someone, and the next, he was sulking in a corner, knees pulled up to his chest, his suit jacket lost somewhere to the rowdy crowd.

“she hates me,” dom mumbled, feeling a friendly presence beside him. he peered up, eyes shaking at – thank god, it’s seyoon! “my life is over, and it’s your fault.” it was an unfair accusation, but @seyoonlgc was the one who dragged him here so he had to take some responsibility.

[limestoner]

Stonytime theatre presents

Watched Raggedy Ann & Andy from 1977. My first time seeing it & did no pauses or repeats. I will waltxh it alahn try to remember it and describe beforr and after but in the future and see what that is like.

For now , here is my synergy summary. Just from memory. No video.

An unexpectedly 3D girl goes into her house with her doll, Raggedy Ann who goes into 2D Toyalive world and becomes Raggedy Stacy becsusr I regicise her voice actor Didi Conn. Raggedy Andy sings about his toxic masculinity. It is 3D girl’s birthday and a huge presebr fals on Raggedy of the East is crushed under a box with a fancy doll named Babette. Inside.

Babette sings “A Flat in Gay Paris” from”Les Miséranimals” and a captain freezing inna snowglobe breaks loose and kid aps Babette to… ewww.

So the Raggedys go aft to them. After them. They find a blue camel who I think smoked some blue dream because he gets the rainbow eyes and fantasizes about a whirling column of ethereal camels going “HOME.”

They go up and down some hills made of person made of candy who is constantly undulating. Person Greedy wants a sweetheart so they join the group

wait. HILD THE PHONE. Camel is looking for a HOME. Greedy wands a sweetHEART (that he is prepared to cannibalize Raggedy Stacy to get).

Then run into a TIN MAN knight, Sir Paul Lynde, Order of Templerpn. Who is weaeorknf no pants ewww eewww but he’s going to lead them to the Queen of hearts I mean the King of Heads.

WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT Raggedy Whiny is Raggedy Stacy’s brother? eewwww for crying in the beer what is this eeww I don’t know that I even thought they were a couple. Just the thought that they’re brother and sister and sister ally writes weirds me out for some of the waonS. Reason.

Because his HEAD gets big because he’s… a short king! My dad once told me the true story of the short king. So this megalomaniacal monster tortures people with pranks forever. It’s like if Time Squad did an episode about Hitler wanting to be a TikTok star.

They escape from the spontaneous perpetual pie launching device (catapult trebuchet whatevs) into a rainbow tiki hut with a fruit by the foot tongue.

Meanwhile,

Later, they’re riding kn t he water closing in on the acaptain’s galleon. And the Short King is re-enacting his he jump the shark. Then

Surprise! Babette now rules with an ire on fistZ. Captain Cold Cuts is stuck in the brut. Brig. And the Short King summons a green lava lamp demon who may or may not also be the Greedy? To do something. They’re sailing on the dsew sea and then all of a sudden they’re in the 3D wet garden and there’s a mess of toy bits.

The girl picks up the ship and calls it the captain’s ship. But she doesn’t seem surprised that it’s out of the snowyoobe or not with the captain or in the midst of this mess: only that this one ship is outside.

They come in, Mater the Camel gets a home, Babette decides to stay and… gets involved with the captain? Well, who am I to judge. I’m a little uncomfortable that he kidnapped her before, but she kidnapped him back so, I guess that’s just what they’re into.

Raggedy Stacy and Raggedy Useless are back in the room where lkttle children dream magical stories about dreamland and things are super normal all the time. But what happened to all the people along the way who wanted things? Only the captain can have what he wants? And maybe the 3D girl? Or is this the thin line of time and we’re batting aside like cats the alternate future of those endings.