#cod loin

[ollieloves2munch]

Fish tacos

[torontovsparis]

Recipe for Cod in Tomatoes with Wine

For a quick dinner that is ready in under an hour, cod loin and large prawns are simmered in a herbed tomato and wine sauce. Serve with green salad, new potatoes, or vermicelli noodles.

[boyjoan]

attention!

[eyha]

Sous Vide Cod Cod fillets cooked sous vide yield flaky, perfectly cooked results with a minimum of labor. 1 shallot thinly sliced, 2 teaspoons butter, 1 lemon, 1 pinch salt and freshly ground black pepper, 2 cod loins

[sarahbleszynskihairandmakeup]

Sous Vide Cod Recipe Cod fillets cooked sous vide yield flaky, perfectly cooked results with a minimum of labor.

[fatliberation]

do you have a recipe for the coconut curry?? that looks absolutely decadent!!!!

I do!! @zenaskitchen created it!

Ingredients:

4 cod loins or fillets (around 150g each), or any flaky white fish

1 onion

4 garlic cloves

15g fresh ginger, peeled

1 red chilli (optional)

2 lemongrass stalks, tough outer layer removed

vegetable or coconut oil

2 x 400g tin good-quality coconut milk (ideally, at least 70% coconut extract)

2 tbsp fish sauce

1 stock cube (vegetable or chicken)

1 tsp sugar

To serve:

1 spring onion, thinly sliced

1 small handful fresh coriander, finely chopped

drizzle of chilli oil (optional)

cooked rice and lime wedges

Instructions:

1. Season the cod fillets with salt on both sides, then refrigerate for 30 minutes. This will both season the cod and firm up its flesh, making it less likely to fall apart while poaching.

2. You can use this time to prep the aromatics. First, thinly slice the onion, garlic, ginger and red chilli (if using). Second, using the flat side of a chef’s knife, bash the lemongrass stalks to release the aromatic oils, then slice very thinly. Alternatively, if you don’t feel like chopping, you blitz the aromatics in a food processor.

3. Heat a tablespoon or two of vegetable or coconut oil in a medium saucepan set over a medium heat.

4. Add the aromatics and season with salt and pepper. Cook, stirring occasionally, until softened, around 10 minutes.

5. Add the coconut milk, fish sauce, stock cube and sugar, then season with salt and pepper and mix to combine.

6. Bring the coconut broth to a simmer over medium-high heat, then cover, reduce the heat to low/medium-low and simmer for 30 minutes.

7. Add the cod fillets to the coconut broth, then cover and cook until the cod fillets are just cooked through, 5 to 8 minutes depending on their thickness. When done, the flesh will flake when gently pressed.

8. To serve, carefully transfer the cod fillets to a shallow serving bowl, then ladle the broth over the top. Finish with the spring onion, fresh coriander and optional drizzle of chilli oil. I recommend serving this with rice (it soaks up all of that deliciously fragrant coconut broth), a side of steamed veg, and a few lime wedges for squeezing over.

enjoy!!

[wimble-warcrime]

been watching wayy too many bushcraft stuff and wilderness survival competition tv shows, so im inspired first COD fic, but i've read too many not to contribute at this point

-bushcrafter!simon riley who is not normal about anything, lets be real here. he spends 6 months deployed in bumfuck-nowhere roughing it with the boys, only to return his own little piece of land in the middle of civilized bumfuck-nowhere. he bought the property after a night of too many drinks and decided in his drunken stupor that he had no need for people or pagentry. and he was right

-he sells most of his earthly possesions, putting whatever he can't (or won't) sell into a storage container he hauls up to the property. at first, with his military training and field experience, he gets by on the bare bones while he figures his shit out. this isn't some survival expedition with a clear goal--he's going full wildman, living in the woods like this. the only address he has is a p.o. box at the closest town's post office. it's a bit of a pain getting down there, so he goes only when he's visiting the local hardware stores--he becomes a familiar (albeit masked) face with the locals

-his set up is pretty swanky after a good few months in the wilds on leave. he may or may not have (but he'll never admit to it) scrolled on pinterest for a wee while looking at what the bushcraft and survivalist lads were building for some inspiration, but at the ends, he's mighty proud of his little cabin in the woods. each time he comes back from deployment, he adds more to it, eventually expanding it to have a sort of functioning toilet and shower, a little woodstove and a relatively comfortable bed.

-one day after a particularly grueling mission, he decides to see just how far he can take it. he's been hunting for his game and gets a box of the community garden vegetables delivered to his driveway every week, but he wants more of a challenge. so he starts gardening. ever one for a flare of drama, simon starts using the bones of his kills to turn into some half-decent knives and other tools. and as much fun as it is, doing his dooms-day prepping shit (as price has lovingly called it) he won't admit he's lonely

-gets a rescue dog called lucky--lucky only has three legs and one working ear, but the mutt is so darn cute he has to bring the poor beastie home.

-the pretty bird who volunteers at the animal shelter is also cute, and lucky has grown on you. you're weary to part ways with the dog, but the masked man and his terrible flirting are endearing enough to smooth over the comfort. after he leaves, you're naturally curious about just who that man was. you hear around the town that he's a recluse who lives in the mountains like a caveman (he for sure could pull off a loin cloth with those hips of his) and that he gets the local garden delivery box every week

-so you do as any rational human would with that information and sign up to volunteer with the garden center. they let you deliver boxes after a few weeks of consistent effort, and when you're manager hands you the list of addresses, she makes it very clear that on box in particular is to be left at the drive way and that's it. he doesn't like people nosing around

-you save his delivery for last, driving up the 'drive way' to the edge of the woods and no further. like the foolish girl you are, you get out of the car and start hiking into the woods to deliver this man his vegetables. halfway, you find lucky running about, the mutt so excited to see his favourite human he almost vibrates right out of his skin he happily leads you to his new home, where the man you hoped to find is chopping wood out front. shirtless.

-you're content to salivate over this mans physique but lucky is determined to share his excitement with his second favourite human and announces your presence by barking.

-simon is silently thrilled you're here. ever since he met you when he adopted lucky all those weeks ago, he's been working up the courage to go back and befriend you. only problem is, simon is not normal about anything, so he instead starts fancying up his house in the hopes that you might see it one day. he told himself it was a delusion to think you'd just appear without any effort on his part. but luckily for him, you're not normal about anything either.

-you get the grand tour of the place, making a few remarks on the garden out front and the adorable little wood stove in his house ("My grandma had one of these in her house, she used to cook with me on it all the time. my apartment isn't exactly equipped for one, but i've always wanted one anyways"). when you see his bed, you can't help but sit down on it, needing to know if it's a comfy and sturdy as it looks (def not imaging why it would need to be sturdy--you're a big girly, furniture needs to handle all that extra fluff if you're using it) it is exactly as comfy as you thought it would be, lying back against the hand-me-down quilt and closing your eyes

-you make a comment about how many animal pelt are in the bed, praising simon's expert preservation of the furs and off-handedly remarking how you always wanted to learn how to hunt. when you look up at him from his bed, raking your eyes over his giant frame standing there with barely contained lust? well, let's just say he's ruminating on how big the newest addition has to be for a nursery

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this is just a drabble, but my panties get wet at the idea of a wild, forest-dwelling man sweeping me off my feet and away from civilization to go live with him in his little hut in the woods. im the type of delulu that would HAPPILY be a bare foot and pregnant wifey living with my half feral man who worships me daily and lives to please me

did i maybe ready waayyy too man werewolf romance stories as a tween? why yes, yes i did. it altered my brain chemistry in a way you guys just wouldn't understand, but i cannot be normal about relationships anymore and it's a problem

ANYWAYZZZ hope you enjoyed, cause i know i did ;)

[scuddisher]

WHAT OTHERS CANNOT GIVE.

Price finds out you've been having second thoughts on your intimacy with him, searching for other men's services in the area—but he's convinced you're partnered with him for a reason.

RATING — MATURE & EXPLICIT (18+) PAIRING — gigolo! john price x gn! reader GENRE(S) — drabble, gigolo! au, yandere! au, smut WORD COUNT — 1k WARNINGS — mature content, language, jealousy, highly possessive john, loads of under-toning SMUT WARNINGS — sexual content, dom! price, edging, doggy-style, missionary, unprotected intercourse, creampie, bruising, mainly filth lol RELEASE DATE — DEC 14TH 2023

AUTHOR’S NOTE — me: i’m not gonna write for cod. i’m not gonna write for- [GUNSHOT]. this has been in my brain for WEEKS but now it’s finally written out <3 i live off of any type of modern-worker price concepts lmao they’re keeping me going rn.

“You know what sets me apart from others?”

John had you wrapped around his finger. Like a ring given in matrimony—the one you'd shiver over every time you had to take it off for some necessary chore where it could be damaged or lost. He knew his importance to you was real, it was what kept you coming back. But he had never taken into consideration that his services weren't enough for you.

Not with the way he had you clenching around his length, like now. “Why I am so good at my goddamn job?”

His ego had grown the more you had spoken. Broken sentences admitting to him that you had gone to see another man, asked for the pleasures of another's touch that wasn't him—you were his only regular.

John already knew, he was already hearing the gossip amidst the others. He had already found the strangely familiar phone number hidden deep inside of your drawer. In his world, of dark nights and long-time pleasure—he knew the signs of when a client was putting a distance between them and him.

You felt him twitch up into your heat as your breathing stuttered. Ears ringing loudly but only listening to the sounds of John spilling words through his gritted teeth. You knew you had crossed the line.

“What makes me the fucking best?” His words were harsh like a growl, yet spoke softly into only your ear as he pressed you into the mattress below him and felt your hips jerk back into his hot loins.

He had been fucking you for two hours. And this was once something you begged for. Once, his intimacy—now, obsession.

You felt yourself shivering from the cold air, the only major heat being the rough man behind you. His body was sweaty, hair sticking to himself along every part of his body. His happy trail soaked with drops of sweat running down his abs, stomach sucking in every time you clenched around him. You were dizzy from all that he had done to you.

And yet, he got another rise. Had released his load into you twice now, stretching you even further on his cock. That twitch of your body, mouth agape and claiming his name on your tongue. “John!”

Each time he pulled his length from you, the stickiness of his cum was enough to make you jerk and nearly orgasm until you felt the bruises he left on your hips throb in pain from his calloused fingertips pressing into them again.

You felt the cold air of his dick leaving you, could only whine as his hand pulled at your head until his lips were on your ear. And just as you felt the rush of his hot cum hitting the skin of your ass, he spoke again.

“Because I focus on my own pleasure, not yours. And that makes you my toy.”

Your whine was enough to have him turning you over to look at him, his touch becoming gentle as he heard the hisses and whispered words from your lips. “I'm sorry. I'm sorry.”

“Sorry.” He was still John. “Sorry is a tough word for you to use, isn't it?” His accent had grown thicker by each syllable. He was playing with your emotions. “Did you apologize to the man you called out that late night?”

There it was. The jealousy he had pent up, rocked his hips into yours until he almost forgot, only to see your big eyes staring up at him with tears falling down your cheeks to remind him.

“The one whose number you dialed instead of mine? Met in the latest hour of the night? Asked to pleasure you in some new way to get your fucking rocks off?!”

His beard was still covered in the wetness of your arousal, mixing with his spit and displaying itself on your skin each time his words turned angrier. Everything he had done to you tonight, it was all to convince you.

His mind was lost in his own thoughts as he spoke aloud. “Could he even make you cum? Know how to use you? Did he even get a touch before you realized he was someone else and not me?”

His hand moved from your heat, feeling you throb against the little friction he gave you until it found the pulse of your heartbeat at your neck. His thumb pressed into the spot, begging to feel how fast your heart would beat when he finally told you what he wanted to say all night.

“I'm the only person in the world that can make you cum like this.” His hard length was in his free hand, pressing into your heat once more until you were all-consuming. You saw the flinch in his face as he felt your walls feather with overuse, but he still found himself filling you up.

You felt his hips stutter once he was balls deep. The way his cock twitched from being sensitive like he hadn't used every hard-on he had gotten that night to prove his point. Now was his final show.

The ring of your arousal around him only caused a louder squelch and he pulled from you and thrusted himself back in. His speech only turned guttural when he felt how tired you were, how well he had taught you this lesson.

And as your body took him in and then kept going, your rise finally crashed down on you.

“You’re the o-only person who I have seen this many times in my field of work.”

You squeezed him, milked him of one more gushing orgasm, and then fell right down into your own. “Your body only knows me now. This—” He winced feeling your entire body turn into mush as your orgasm finally swept over you. “This is only for us.”

His words quieted as his head fell into your shoulder, mouth kissing at your neck. You could only cry, only whine his name softly. He finally claimed what he wanted to since the first day your shaky little fingers dialed his number.

“I'm the only one who can give you what others cannot.” He spoke so gently, pressing his entire weight onto your form below him and into the mattress. “My love.”

© scuddisher — all rights reserved. do not plagiarize, repost, or translate any of my works without my permission. do not post my content on other sites, especially claiming them as your own! reblogs and feedback are seriously appreciated <3

[asexualbuthorny]

part 3 of "Simon has a bad time in the omegaverse" thing

CW: kidnapping, torture, talks of rape/non-con, bitching, turning an alpha into an omega, non-con chastity bondage, non-con injections and drugging, the makers of cod made Ghost for the express purpose of suffering and having bad things happen to him, established relationship, alpha x alpha relationship, alpha x omega relationship, happy ending yay! :), sprinkles of smut, inspired by a fic i read on ao3 which i lowkey regret reading, this is the darkest part so the non-con warning is for this part be careful and don't read if it makes you uncomfortable or scares you

He was in heat. it was the second day or so of this unbearable craving deep inside his loins yet because he was alone and in a chastity cage he couldn't even grind against anything to give himself some release despite his dick leaking like a faulty faucet. His captors entered the cell, carrying a black bag with them and chuckling menacingly. Simon growled at them, hissed and spit and struggled in defiance but was quickly pinned down and injected with some kind of chemical that wouldn't let him move but would allow him to feel everything. The enemies started reaching into the bag and what they pulled out made Simons stomach sink. Toys of various sizes and colors were pulled out one by one, knotted ones, vibrating ones, any and every sort of "heat assistance" one could think of. As one of them approached Simon tried to struggle away with everything he still had in him but it was all in vain as the enemy soldier knelt down and maneuvered his legs to be spread as wide as they could. Simon could feel the toy rubbing against him and grunted (he wouldn't give them the satisfaction of screaming he wouldn't) as the toy was pushed inside him. That was how the enemy soldiers "helped" him out with his heat. They would do this for hours using toy after toy, milking Simon dry until his thighs were covered in slick and cum and his body shook from the overstimulation. The only good thing (although "good" was so subjective you couldn't find a single coherent answer) was that they never stuck their own dicks into him. "Keeping him pure" is what they'd said and Simon had a guess that if he wasn't saved soon he would be trafficked and sold to the highest bidder which arguably was much worse than anything else they could think of. His biggest concern was still you, always you. The voice in his head that was telling him you wouldn't want him anymore was louder than ever. He wanted to cry but he couldn't, not here. He didn't want you to leave him, he didn't want you to look at him differently. The thought of you looking at him with disgust or distain made his stomach twist. but despite that voice, despite the endless toys going in and out of him he couldn't give up hope. Thus the second half of his captivity went like that. Chemically induced heats and endless thrusting of a toy inside of him as he came for the nth time that day. The time has blurred for him, he can no longer tell what day it is or if it's even day anymore.

Eventually something even worse happened. If things could get worse for Simon "Ghost" Riley they always would. As his captivity went on and the endless barrage of toys kept filling him day in and day out his body started responding to the endless stimulation. Moans would rip themselves out of his mouth and his hips would roll against the toys his captors kept sticking in him. Yet as addled with chemicals and hormones and pheromones as his brain was he still only ever thought of you which arguably made things worse since the thought of the person who he considered his mate made his body all the more aroused and needy. He hated it but he couldn't stop thinking of you. You were one of the very few things still keeping his mind afloat. He tried to stay strong but his hopes of being rescued were waning. Just as he was close to snapping he heard the very distinct and very familiar sound of gunfire and shouting. He weakly rolled himself over to face the door but was too weakened to make any sound. His hope had been reignited. Perhaps the universe hated Simon "Ghost" Riley a little less.....

You have been loosing your mind ever since Simon was pronounced MIA. You were constantly pissed, your alpha scent sharp and threatening. It was getting so bad even your team were getting wary around you. You and Price had way more than one argument about not doing enough to find Simon. Despite your outward anger at everything deep inside you were scared. Scared for Simon and what was being done to him, scared of never seeing him again. He was yours, your Simon and you were damned if you'd let some two bit terrorists take him away from you. When Price told you that they had Simons location you almost tore through the door trying to get out, almost forgetting your gear but Price managed to stop you from doing anything stupid. During the entirety of the helicopter ride to the location you kept clutching your gun in a death grip in preparation to rip through any and every scumbag that had a hand in taking your mate away from you. And boy did you. You fought those bastards tooth and claw, tearing them to shit both with your weapon and your bare hands. Blood stained your uniform and you could taste the enemies blood in your mouth. You tried your best to sniff out Simons scent but couldn't quite find it until your nose caught a faint trace of bourbon and you ran faster than you thought could ever be possible towards the so familiar smell. You busted through the door of the holding cell to see your mate, your Simon lying there chained, beaten and starved with the faint smell of sex coming off him. That made your inner alpha feral with rage, the possessiveness overriding rational thoughts as you ripped through the people who were in the cell with him, tormenting him with the toys.

Simon was so happy to see you. Finally he could leave this place. The sight of you ripping through the people responsible made his addled brain reel with the rush of need and heat. The scent of angry alpha was so masculine and overpowering that it was hard for him to keep from whining out. Once you were done rampaging your feral alpha brain focused back on Simon and you took a deep breath yet something was wrong. His scent was different and the scent of slick was very thick in the air. You however didn't have time to wonder about that because your first priority was your partner. You found the keys to the shackles holding Simon tied down in one of the corpses pockets and quickly unlocked them, holding Simon close and reassuring that everything was okay. He was still dizzy and in the throes of a chemically induced heat and couldn't resist shoving his face into your neck, taking in as much of your scent as he could. You thought it strange that he was being so affectionate but decided to put your concerns aside to focus on getting him out of there. You contacted the team trough your radio and told them that you found Simon and needed emergency medical evac. You moved quickly, carrying Simon back to the helicopter to finally bring him back home. He clung to you all throughout and refused to let go even as medical staff tried to get him on a gurney. You shushed him, letting out a soothing scent and many soft purrs hoping that he would calm down just a little bit. In the end he had to be sedated so the medics could get him back to base and give him proper treatment.

When you got the news of what has been done to him to say that you were shocked would've been an understatement. The bastards who had him bitched him out and turned your beloved alpha into an omega. Now you weren't mad that he was an omega, you would love him in any form he took but you were livid that someone would do that to another person. Of course the talk of reversing what has been done was brought up but due to the type and amount of chemicals they couldn't do anything that wouldn't put Simons life at risk yet so he would be subjected to living with the forced transition. You were pissed but had put your anger aside for the good of your partner who was recovering from what happened but of course, the shitshow never ends.

A nurse approached you and told you that Simon was still in heat and had been moved to a heat room to make things more comfortable. She (and almost everyone else) knew of your and Simons relationship and advised you to be by his side as his partner and alpha. As reluctant as you were you knew it would be easier to bear the heat with an alpha by his side so despite being unsure you made your way towards the heat room hoping that Simon wouldn't reject you and let you help him bear with the changes in his body.

Will be continued in pt.4 which will be soft and fluffy with maybe some suggestiveness

[northlight14]

Stuff I’ve said (except it’s my kins)

Diane Nguyen: the axe man is my Roman Empire and no one is happy about it

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Atsushi Nakajima: *crying* I’m not depressed, I’m just emotional

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Shigaraki Tomura: I may be a murderer but I have not murdered today!

(For legal reasons, I was playing a video game. I am not a murderer😅)

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Hajime Hinata: half of “dead people” is people

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Michael Holden: my autism is vibrating

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Kaminari Denki: why does it feel like we’ve put ourselves in horny jail and neither of us are happy about it?

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Reki Kyan: there’s a rainbow! A gay has been born!

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Kazuichi Souda: cod loin…is that just a cod dick?!?!?!

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Tao Xu: it’s a sin in the bible to be British

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Armin Arlert: don’t be unsettled by the rock in my pocket….its all smooth and shit

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Bakugo Katsuki: I didn’t say i have a God complex, I said I’m God

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Kaidou Shun: my meds aren’t working so I’m turning to crystals instead

[rachellaurengray]

50 Protein Sources (120-140 Calories, per 100g)

Chicken breast (skinless, boneless) – 165 calories, 31g protein

Turkey breast (skinless) – 135 calories, 29g protein

Tuna (canned in water) – 132 calories, 23g protein

Cod – 105 calories, 20g protein

Shrimp – 99 calories, 24g protein

Pork loin (lean) – 143 calories, 25g protein

Eggs – 155 calories, 13g protein (adjust serving size for 120-140 cal)

Cottage cheese (low-fat) – 98 calories, 11g protein

Greek yogurt (non-fat) – 59 calories, 10g protein

Tofu (firm) – 144 calories, 17g protein

Tempeh – 193 calories, 19g protein (reduce serving to 50g = 96.5 cal, 9.5g protein)

Lentils (cooked) – 116 calories, 9g protein

Chickpeas (cooked) – 164 calories, 9g protein (reduce serving to 70g = 115 cal, 6.3g protein)

Black beans (cooked) – 132 calories, 8g protein

Kidney beans (cooked) – 127 calories, 8g protein

Edamame (cooked) – 121 calories, 11g protein

Peas (cooked) – 81 calories, 5g protein

Cottage cheese (1% fat) – 98 calories, 11g protein

Mozzarella cheese (part-skim) – 140 calories, 22g protein

Ricotta cheese (low-fat) – 140 calories, 11g protein

Cheddar cheese (low-fat) – 160 calories, 25g protein (limit serving to 55g = 140 cal, 14g protein)

Soy milk (unsweetened) – 33 calories, 3g protein

Parmesan cheese (grated) – 431 calories, 35g protein (limit serving to 15g = 65 calories, 5g protein)

Hemp seeds – 553 calories, 32g protein (limit serving to 28g = 155 calories, 9g protein)

Sunflower seeds – 584 calories, 21g protein (limit serving to 28g = 164 calories, 6g protein)

Almonds – 579 calories, 21g protein (limit serving to 28g = 163 calories, 6g protein)

Pumpkin seeds – 559 calories, 19g protein (limit serving to 28g = 155 calories, 5g protein)

Peanut butter (natural, unsweetened) – 188 calories, 8g protein (limit serving to 15g = 125 calories, 5g protein)

Seitan – 370 calories, 25g protein (limit serving to 50g = 185 calories, 12.5g protein)

Buckwheat (cooked) – 92 calories, 4g protein

Oats (cooked) – 71 calories, 2g protein

Barley (cooked) – 123 calories, 3g protein

Spirulina – 290 calories, 57g protein (limit serving to 7g = 20 calories, 4g protein)

Bison – 143 calories, 28g protein

Duck breast (skinless) – 140 calories, 23g protein

Venison – 158 calories, 30g protein (limit serving to 50g = 79 calories, 15g protein)

Rabbit meat – 173 calories, 28g protein (limit serving to 50g = 87 calories, 14g protein)

Whey protein (low-calorie) – 100 calories, 20g protein (per serving)

Casein protein (low-calorie) – 100 calories, 20g protein (per serving)

Mushrooms (cooked) – 22 calories, 3g protein

Brussels sprouts (cooked) – 43 calories, 4g protein

Cauliflower (cooked) – 23 calories, 2g protein

Broccoli (cooked) – 55 calories, 3g protein

Asparagus (cooked) – 22 calories, 2g protein

Spinach (cooked) – 41 calories, 3g protein

Chia seeds – 486 calories, 17g protein (limit serving to 28g = 137 calories, 5g protein)

Flax seeds – 534 calories, 18g protein (limit serving to 28g = 150 calories, 5g protein)

Chia seeds – 486 calories, 17g protein (limit serving to 28g = 137 calories, 5g protein)

Spirulina powder – 290 calories, 57g protein (limit serving to 7g = 20 calories, 4g protein)

Hemp protein powder – 120 calories, 15g protein

Tips for Managing Calories:

Serving size: Reducing portion size for higher-calorie foods like cheese, nuts, or seeds can help keep calories within the target range.

Lower-fat versions: Opt for lower-fat or fat-free dairy and meat cuts to reduce calories without sacrificing protein.

Protein powders: Choose low-calorie, high-protein powders that fit into your calorie goals.

[rosiebaybie]

Letting a two-inch tall chef make us a four-course meal for dinner on Day 4 of our Celebrity Summit cruise!

Easily digital projection company Skullmapping’s most famous creation, Le Petit Chef is a digital adventure that features a Lilliputian chef—the one mentioned in the intro—that takes you on a wonderful culinary adventure all from the comfort of your own table. This particular escapade—the Magical Cooking Book—takes you on a four-course escapade as our petite protagonist discovers the enchanted manuscript. So with that, on with the show!

Our first course was a creamy potato leek soup made with toasted brioche, gruyere cheese, crispy speck ham, chive oil, and a sprinkling of pixie dust. I could really taste the cheese and the chive oil, and the speck ham added a wonderful meatiness. My only question is how they kept it from floating away! LOL

Our second course was a delicious cod loin served with assorted squash velouté, snow peas, and a citrus fennel salad. The cod itself was deliciously cooked, the citrus fennel salad a delicious addition, and the squash velouté was perfectly seasoned.

Our third course was a delicious beef Wellington with spinach, flaky pastry dough, a lake of red wine juz, and a mushroom emulsion border. The beef was exquisitely cooked to medium, the spinach and pastry dough surrounding it was practically perfect, and the juz and mushroom emulsion added an unprecedented extra layer of flavor.

Our final course and dessert was a delicious chocolate cremeux with a raspberry oculus, chocolate crumble, yuzu caviar, and raspberry sorbet. The cremeux and coulis were a delicious blend of ice creams, and the yuzu caviar and chocolate crumble were a delicious addition.

I’m glad that you got to join us on this delightful culinary experience! 

[vgilantee]

Omg I didn’t know any of my moots liked cod either 😭👏🏻🥰 I saw your post- mm… I was thinking of being in a labyrinth and at first I was like 😏🤔 imagine Minotaur!Price… but then I thought Gaz, and finally wound up thinking it’d suit Soap. Like… not that they all couldn’t be, but the way Minotaurs are usually depicted so muscular, and the way they’re so hairy… like 🥵😫 definitely Price or Soap. They might have a loin cloth, but it doesn’t cover much, and as soon as they find you trying to grab the treasure from the center of the maze, they block the exit. But you seem so sweet? And you’re not scared of him (them?) Of course they can’t just let you go… and there’s something about the apologetic look in your eye that makes them think twice about killing you… so… would it be wrong to just 👀😅🥺 leave you with a punishment to teach you a lesson before you go? You seem to be so fascinated by them, and your gentle and soft touch does nothing to change his(their) mind. Whether you offer yourself to them in bargaining to leave, or they just decide to teach you a lesson (consensual ofc)… maybe their breeding kink(s) kick in and they eventually just decide to keep you for themselves. Have their own secret treasure kept in the maze, not just the ones they’ve been hired to protect 🔥

Anyway, you asked for some hot monster 141 so I thought I’d drop this by 🙈

not me forgetting about this ask until you dm’d me 🙈🙈🙈

but yes yes yes minotaur soap and minotaur price who are so used to humans coming in and being scared, maybe trying to fight them. but you’re just looking up at them with rapt fascination and pretty doe eyes

[xoxokaralee]

What’s for dinner tonight??? 👉🏼 ⭐️Panko Breaded, air-fried cod loin, baked brussels sprouts and bacon, cucumber, tomato, onion, and garbanzo bean salad. 🐟400F for 15 min in air fryer 🥓🥬 precook (sautéed)bacon for 5 min on low, mix bacon and halved Brussels sprouts. Cook in oven 400F for 35 min, turning once. #foodie #iate #imhungry #hungry #feedme #whatsfordinner #nofilter #food #codloin #cod #fish #fishdinner #salad #brusselsprouts #airfryer #airfryerrecipes #recipes #homecooking #cook #cooking (at Dallas, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpjUY61MIJ_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[sussex-nature-lover]

Saturday 22 April 2023

Local Produce 

The fields of bright yellow contain the unfortunately named crop ‘rape’. It has a much better name in America, where it’s known as Canola. Botanically it’s related to cruciferous vegetables eg broccoli, brussels sprouts etc. and the seed gives a glorious oil for cooking or salad dressings. With a quite delicate flavour, rapeseed oil is naturally low in saturated fat (apparently half or less than that in olive oils) and it’s high in unsaturated fat, so good for health. It’s one of the oldest known vegetable oils and has a much higher smoking point than olive oil. I usually use this oil for making mayonnaise which goes particularly well with the local asparagus when it becomes available - Crow can hardly wait, he loves English asparagus

Rape plants also have a tendency to migrate and pop up where they weren’t originally intended

While the crop’s maturing there’s another wild delicacy out there to be foraged and we’re fortunate to know a spot where there’s plenty to spare without taking too much from each plant

The wild garlic is just about coming into flower

I’m in the process of washing and drying our haul and turning it into pesto, flavoured butter and sea salt to use up or freeze for later in the year. Some for us and some for family and friends

The butter will be sliced into rounds and frozen for use as and when; the salt will  season baked potatoes, or fish, poultry and grilled meats; the pesto has a range of uses - with pasta of course, on pizza, as a topping for roast cod loin, in quiche. It’s a lovely, savoury accompaniment to so many dishes

Meanwhile https://sussexnature.tumblr.com has some up to date woodland photos to enjoy

[princesspumpkinseed]

Today has felt like the first true spring day and I was not ready for the huge surge of dopamine from the sunshine! Nevertheless, it powered me through and for that I am grateful.

Unfortunately, the cold I caught from my mother lingers but I was all too happy to begin my morning with half a teaspoon of honey to appease my claggy throat. I then welcomed in the morning with a creamy cup of tea with soya milk and researched coding courses until my empty teacup obliged me to get on with my half hour power flow with ‘Yoga with Allie Van Fossen’ on YouTube - a recent and golden find. After that, I showered with my ‘toasted marshmallow’ shower gel and put on a burgundy dress without fear of the cold. I made a breakfast I crave every time I see a ‘that girl’ post online - scrambled eggs on avocado toast - and felt in total bliss while I munched. I then completed half of my number theory exercises while digesting.

Mum and I had fun while grocery shopping this morning and we rounded off the trip with a coconut latte - the caffeine buzz strengthened while I was putting the shopping away until it was undeniably charged and ready for a jog. I haven’t been jogging while it has been cold but this is feeling so good. I need to remember that If We Ever Meet Again by Katy Perry and Timberland is a great song to run to.

Coming home, I did some strength work organised by a beginners workout plan I found on pinterest and had to stop for a second because I was getting so lost in the moment and probably not showing good form. Thankfully, I had a conversation with my brother and afterwards calmed down tremendously... and we did a few squats together. Timmon, you’re the best.

By the time I’d finished, my butternut squash was ready so I made a salad of that and accompanied it with a blueberry cheesecake smoothie using some powder from The Protein Works. It was quite tangy and grainy - if anyone has any suggestions to improve this, I’d be forever grateful.

Following this, I finished number theory and wrote up one of the homework questions but this took a while and afterwards I felt rather drained. I had just enough time to do a 15 minute yoga sequence from Yoga With Kassandra (which was supposed to be for bedtime but was the perfect remedy for my hunched shoulders and reeling mind) before my mum returned from her long afternoon. I was proud of my mum when she said that she still wanted to go for a walk with our dogs to enjoy the beautiful evening. 

After that, I cooked. I should have definitely taken a picture before I started munching but whoops... I should have definitely cooked the cod loin with more seasoning and for slightly less time but the baby corn and potatoes really pleased me. I don’t know why I rustled a cup of strawberries, mango, and vanilla ice cream up afterwards... If there was one thing which would improve today, it would be to eliminate the dessert and have a hug from my boyfriend but here I am without boyfriend and containing fruit... I did do some logic puzzles and write this post, though, and I am about to do some prebed skincare so life goes on.