#cook as you are

[piedoesnotequalpi]

I do not discuss my cooking habits or lack thereof much on here but Cook As You Are is already my most-used cookbook relative to how long I've owned it and I am recommending it to everyone who has to cook for themselves

[bob-artist]

I had an upsetting dream last night.

[spyglassrealms]

had a fucking hilarious dream that tumblr replaced the "block" function with the far funnier "glock" function, which did the exact same thing except whenever anyone blocked you a random bullet hole, like a png of a bullet hole, would appear on your blog. discourse blogs were unreadable bc you'd go to the page and the sheer amount of bullet hole pngs stacked over the blogs obscured everything. I woke myself up laughing

[greelin]

[AFTER REVEALING VERY TELLING PERSONAL INFO] But don’t read into that. let’s move along

[toodrunktofindaurl]

she heard the news

[ruporas]

dragon meat, you, and me

[damndorothea]

i saw this somewhere else but reply / tag what you did today so everyone can see that we all did something different today

[draconym]

Years ago my friends and I went to see Rocky Horror Picture Show at a community theater out in the middle of nowhere. After the show we stopped at an empty little diner to get pancakes, still dressed up in our shitty hot topic fishnets and thigh high plastic boots. Toward the end of the night, just before she gave us the check, our elderly waitress touched me on the shoulder and said "the cook back there thinks you're the most beautiful girl he's ever seen" and I looked over toward the kitchen door to see a terrified young man duck down from where he was peeking out of the round window. Not a day goes by that I don't think of that interaction.

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived

[nebulousfishgills]

Listen, Otto realizing that he helped put a moron on the Iron Throne and then going through the five stages of grief before dipping is peak comedy, bro really fucked around and then found out.

[polararts]

They're all friends, wdym. Print preorder? available??

[v0id-of-thought]

Rosanna Pansino in 2018: (standing on a stool) welcome back to my YouTube channel!!! Today we are making homemade cookies inspired by a popular cartoon! :)

Rosanna Pansino in 2024: I have reported Mr Beast to the FBI

[snailfen]

someone's definitely drawn this already because this is literally how it ended

[roppiepop]

Who’s coming to the cookout?

[machveil]

okay wait, because I was immediately struck with more Boyfriend!König after posting this

Boyfriend!König who comes home from a deployment - he reeks, he’s sore, everything aches and he feels like death. but, as soon as the door clicks shut behind him his eyebrows furrow. somethings cooking and it smells familiar. he’s kicking his boots off at the door and shrugging his coat off as he walks towards the kitchen. and there you are, standing next to the stove with a spoon held up to your lips, listening to music and unaware of his presence

Boyfriend!König who coughs, not wanting to startle you with his sudden presence. it’s worth it though, seeing you look over at him, eyes lighting up as you practically tackle him for a hug. it’s a sweet, short moment, but König’s eyeing the stovetop. when you let go you excitedly tell him you’re making dinner, something special since he’s been gone for a couple weeks. “You can’t look! It’ll ruin the surprise— uh, actually, maybe take a shower. I’ll call you when it’s done, okay?”, he chuckled at your rushed words, moved towards your bathroom when you gave him a gentle shove

hair wet and dressed in some ratty sweatpants, Boyfriend!König comes back to the kitchen while toweling off his hair. the scent from the kitchen is stronger than when he came in, but it’s nothing compared to what’s on the counter. he freezes, a little wobbly when he puts his foot down and looks at the food. tafelspitz. and suddenly that familiar smell registers in his head, his mama’s cooking. you had called her regularly while he was deployed, spent every other day learning how to cook some of König’s childhood favorites

Boyfriend!König whose eyes get watery when he starts eating because, oh, it tastes exactly how his mama makes it. he hasn’t been back home in a year and a half - purely from bad timing and deployments - and he’s missed his mama’s food so much. König who gets up from the table, walks over to you while chewing and hugs you, not giving you the chance to stand up or properly hug him back. as soon as he swallows he’s babbling ‘thanks you’s and kissing the crown of your head, murmuring how ‘you didn’t have to’. he’s got you in a death squeeze, eyes closed as he presses his nose to your hair, “Ich liebe dich— you’re too good to me, Liebling.”

[injuries-in-dust]

Like our fleeting youth, summer is almost over.