#corona beans

[boyswanna-be-her]

Came home from travel and immediately started prepping tomato sauce, 2 lbs of dried beans, and 2 loaves of bread. Tradwife-coded.

[chiquititaosita]

Mexican girlies assemble 💌

PERIOD MEXICANAS UNITE! ALSO LOOK AT WHAT I FOUND ON PINTEREST SANJITO WHEN HE MAKES ME CHICKEN TARASCO ILL BE HAPPY 🤭🫶🏽💓

[trlevy]

Recipe for My Big Fat Greek Baked Beans Proving that the best baked beans are Greek, Chef John bakes big, fat Corona beans with tomatoes, dill, olive oil, and feta cheese into a big, flavorful casserole. 1/2 cup chopped fresh dill, 2 cups water or more as needed, 1/2 cup extra-virgin olive oil, 1 tablespoon kosher salt, 1/4 cup red wine vinegar, 2 cups tomato sauce, 1 large red onion diced, 3 tablespoons honey, 4 ounces feta cheese, 1 pinch cayenne pepper or to taste, 2 bay leaves, 3 cloves garlic sliced, 1 pound dried Corona beans, 1 tablespoon chopped fresh dill, 1 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper, 2 tablespoons tomato paste, 3 quarts cold water

[maximeramoul]

My Big Fat Greek Baked Beans Proving that the best baked beans are Greek, Chef John bakes big, fat Corona beans with tomatoes, dill, olive oil, and feta cheese into a big, flavorful casserole.

[finelinevogue]

life goes on

summary - just a tiny blurb of post tour engagement talk

a/n : this contains a very brief mention of cancer, so be aware of that xx

word count : ~1k

pairing : boyfriend!harry x reader

The sun was setting just down past the mountains.

It had been a busy day and everyone was exhausted. You had all gone on a couple of yachts out to sea to dolphin watch and then come back and swam in the sea onshore.

After the end of tour, Harry had invited all of his family out to spend a month together in his gorgeous Italian house in the countryside. It was perfect for everyone, because it had endless garden land, a hot tub and a large swimming pool. It was a great house for the kids.

Harry’s family’s children were hear, and could be currently heard running around the garden with Nerf guns Uncle Harry had bought them to play with.

Currently, everyone was sat outside on the large patio area. There were bean bags, L-shaped sofas and other various comfortable chairs for people to sit on and none were spare.

“H?” Gemma asked, “Where’s Y/N?”

“Toilet I think.” Harry answered.

“When are you and Y/N getting married then, H?” Harry’s uncle, Dave, asked.

Harry laughed in shock and a few people cheered to that idea.

A lot of people were nursing beers and a few others with various cocktails they’d made for themselves. You had helped Harry set up a help-yourself bar for everyone to make whatever they wanted.

Harry himself had a Corona in hand, with a lime in the top because apparently that’s the best way you take it.

“Oh, let them be!” Anne shushed her brother up. “They’re still in their honeymoon phase.”

Anne watched as her son got all shy, blushing as he thought about how in love he was with you. Anne smiled, knowing her boy would always be happy with you by his side.

“They’ve been in that phase for six years now. The poor girl will run if he doesn’t ask soon.” Dave piped up again.

“Y/N can ask me too, y’know.” Harry suggested, shrugging his shoulders.

“We all know you’re too romantic to let Y/N do that.” Someone else piped up, to which they all agreed.

“Heyy!” Harry protested, but deep down he knew they were right.

Harry had always wanted to get to ask you the big question. Being engaged and looking forward to his own wedding has been something he has looked forward to, ever since watching his first romcom.

Harry won’t settle for giving you anything less than the perfect proposal.

“I do want to be alive to see you get married, love.” Harry’s nan, Marge, chimed in, making everyone laugh.

“You will be, nan. I promise.” Harry held up his beer in promise to his nan. “And anyways, why aren’t you all nagging at Gem - whom is also still not married.”

Harry knew exactly why.

“Don’t believe in marriage, H.” Gem said. “Plus Michal says it’s too difficult choosing a ring.”

“That is true.” Michal nodded and agreed, making Gemma laugh and cuddle closer into his side on the sofa.

Harry looked at them and then towards the house, missing you after only two minutes. He wondered where you were.

“Have you gone ring shopping yet, H?” One of Harry’s aunts, Linda, asked.

“Yes.” Harry shot his head back around to face the conversation.

“Is it going to break the bank?” Dave asked.

“Nothing could dent that boys bank, Dave.” Linda laughed.

Harry smiled along, knowing the ring safely tucked away in his suitcase was just what you had asked for. It had been a reasonable price and it’s beauty outshone everything else.

“Y/N trusts me to pick out the right ring.”

“Good lad.” Dave nodded onto Harry.

“Excuse me a minute.”

Harry put his beer down on the floor and left his family to go in search of you.

He wandered into the house and because it was very open, he was able to tell you weren’t downstairs. He shouted your name up the stairs, but no one responded.

“Babe?” He called again, standing at the bottom of the stairs.

He was getting worried now and ran up the stairs two at a time. He wandered down the hall and straight into your shared bedroom.

No one was on the bed and no one was in the bathroom.

“Y/N?” Harry shouted again, a little more sternly this time. “Where the fuck is—”

He looked in and out of all bedrooms upstairs and the bathrooms too, but no sign of you.

As Harry rushed back down the stairs and opened the front door. He was ready to shout your name again when he saw you sitting the hammock by the front garden gate alone.

He closes the front door and furrowed his eyebrows as he walked quickly over to you.

“Baby? Where have you been?” He asked, dodging in between the cars as made his way to you.

You looked up at him and smiled, but it was one that did not reach your eyes.

Harry watched as you brought a small tissue up to your noses and wipe underneath. He put together, as he moved closer towards you, that you had been crying.

“Baby…” Harry said softly, coming down to crouch in front of you.

You swallowed a lump in the back of your throat and rolled your eyes at your own emotions. Harry was nothing but patient with you, waiting for you to gather up whatever thoughts you wanted to say.

Harry stayed crouched down in front of you, hands clasping yours to stop you from picking away at the skin by your nails - a nasty habit he was constantly telling you off for.

“It’s my mum. She’s back in hospital.” You sadly smiles, watching Harry’s face drop too.

Harry let out a tut and a heavy sigh, sagging his head in sadness.

“Cancer came back. She’s been in for a month and has only just told me.” Your words started to come out in splutters towards the end of your sentence as you began to cry again. “Fuck, m’sorry.”

Harry popped his head at your apology. “No, don’t you start apologising for things that don’t need an apology. Don’t care that this is celebrating post tour. All I care about is you and seeing that smile on your face. If you haven’t got a smile today, that’s okay but we’ll work together to put one back there again.”

You nodded your head in understanding.

Harry moved to sit next to you, laying you both down on the hammock. Harry sat so his feet still touched the floor, but you moved so your whole body was on the hammock and you could tuck yourself into his side. Harry rocked the two of you slowly and rubbed his hand up and down your back, whilst you closed your eyes and listened to the sound of Harry’s heartbeat.

“We can go see her when we’re back, can’t we?” You asked.

“Of course. Why do y’ask?”

“Just checking, in case you had music plans or anything.”

“Baby. You know I’m yours now for the foreseeable future.”

“I know.”

“We can go see her every day if you want.” Harry suggested, “And also. I don’t care what you say, I’m paying for any extra treatment and care to make sure she’s as comfortable as she can be.”

“Ha—”

“No I’m not arguing with you on this, love.”

“But…”

“Yeah, your butt is lovely, I know.” You could hear his smirk as he patted your ass lightly with his hand.

That put a little smile on your face anyways.

“Thank you.” You said softly.

“It’ll be your bank account someday soon too.”

And you smiled again, knowing the prospect of an engagement was soon approaching.

[gunnrblze]

Fo you got Hcs for the ghosts fave foods?

Hmmm, Ghost Boys fav foods. Lemme cook😁 (no pun intended sorry that’s stupid)

Hesh- he definitely seems like a classic cheeseburger all the way kinda guy. fries on the side, possibly even a milkshake.

Logan- idk why but in another hc of mine I think his favorite food is sandwiches. not even a specific kind just any type of sandwich. OR pepperoni pizza lol. very basic palate type of man

Elias- hot dog. most American guy ever and he definitely wants a hot dog with all the toppings. the type to eat too many of them too because “one more would be fine”, typical dad shit

Merrick- hear me out, he seems like a soup type of guy, but a very hearty soup like chili/stew/bean soup/etc. definitely needs garlic bread on the side and wouldn’t be opposed to a salad too

Keegan- i see him really liking Mexican food for some reason. burritos are his favorite but he likes tacos, enchiladas, nachos, etc. corona with a lime wedge to drink

Kick- he seems like he’d enjoy a broad array of different cuisine, the guy that cooks/orders the most random things. i bet his fav food is sushi or pho. could eat an entire sushi platter and then some. he wants sake on the side too

Rorke- this is definitely a big ass steak with mash potatoes on the side kind of man. medium rare cause anything else is horseshit to him. give him a whiskey too and he’s set

[justagirlwholikesadam]

Dating Sandor Clegane - Headcanon

Modern Au! Sandor x Hispanic (Fem) Reader

A/n: I am Hispanic but I’m a No Sabo kid lol. I wrote this instead of cleaning my room. Comment below if you guys are interested in a NSFW headcanon.

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SFW

Sandor didn't see you at first. He heard you two aisles over. He was at a 24/7 supermarket. He usually goes at night because of his face. He didn't like the stares and the people pointing. His height doesn't help as well, so he tended to do stuff at night. 

He heard you yelling and at first he wasn't going to help because it ain’t his business, especially since he didn't understand what you were saying. He thinks it’s Spanish because his coworker Bronn, who was learning the language to impress his neighbor, Margaery had been yelling the word, coño for everything. He heard you yelling the word again.

He was going to walk away until you started to scream. “Don’t you fucking touch me.” Sandor was quick to push his cart towards your voice. He wasn't going to leave now since he heard that. 

“The fuck you doing?” Sandor yelled when he saw a man towering over you, practically pushing you against the shelves. The man didn't even say a word, one look at Sandor he quickly scurry off like a rat. 

“Que cabrón.” You mumbled under your breath as you watched the man run off. You looked to your right to see your savior but he was already turning away to leave. 

You quickly caught up to him and thanked him for intervening. His first thought of you was you were beautiful, very beautiful and you were nice. He was surprised that you offered to cook for him when you noticed the ungodly amount of frozen tv dinner in his cart. 

The way to a man's heart is through his stomach is the saying Sandor heard and didn't believe until he ate your cooking. He knocked on your door and his nostrils were filled with the smell of spices. His stomach rumbled and he was salivating. He never had a home cook meal before. You welcomed him inside and he was shocked at the amount of food at the table. Steak, rice, beans, salad, and all sorts of side dishes. Sandor learned what plátanos were and he fell in love with them. Maduros with cheese and tostones had become his favorite food. 

After a year dating him, you had mentioned to him about your family. He was a little bit weary since he knows you have a very large family. He has heard your family calling you on the phone while cooking or cleaning. Sometimes he would wave when your family video calls you on WhatsApp. Poor Sandor isn't used to it. 

He told you about his family. His sister died young and his older brother is in jail. Parents were gone the moment Sandor became 16 and he hasn't heard of them since then. You wanted to cry when he told you about his childhood and how he got burned. 

You bribed Sandor to come with you to your nephew's birthday.  You told him this would be the best way to meet the family. You would be cooking maduros with cheese for the next two weeks. 

Sandor didn't want to go to the party empty handed even though you already bought a gift. He didn't want to be rude but he thought you were joking when you told him he can bring a pack of Corona to the party. “But it’s a kid's birthday.” He told you while you were doing your hair in the bathroom. 

“Babe, we are Hispanic. We have beer for every celebration.” Sandor bought 2 packs of 24. He wanted to get on your dad’s good side.  He wasn't feeling nervous until he parked in front of your childhood home and saw the balloons tied on the railing of the stairs.

“Relax, mi amor. You look good.” You gave him a quick kiss on the lips. He wore dark blue jeans with a button down shirt. He had even trimmed his beard and combed his hair. He was still nervous that your family wouldn't approve of him or would make fun of his looks. You watched as Sandor got out of the car and carried the beer with ease. 

His stomach was flipping when the front door opened and a small older lady came out wearing an apron. “Mija!” Sandor knew it was your mother. You had shown him many pictures of your family. Your mother gave you a big hug and a kiss on your cheek. 

“Mamá, este es Sandor, mi novio.” Sandor had placed the cases of beer on the ground and was going to shake your mom’s hand when she walked towards him and gave him a hug. You grinned at the sight of your mom next to Sandor. The top of her head reached below his chest. 

You couldn’t help but grin when Sandor started to blush by your mother’s hug. “Ven. Ven.” Sandor and you made your way to the backyard. Sandor can hear the music playing in the background, children laughing, and people dancing and talking. He kept looking at the flashy and colorful decorations. It was something he wasn’t used to hearing and seeing but he liked it. Everyone looked so happy. 

Beforehand you had told Sandor that he had to introduce himself and greet every single family member. Sandor was feeling a bit overwhelmed, he hasn’t received so many hugs and kisses on the cheeks in his life. No one seems to mind his features. He got nervous when your little cousins, nieces and nephews came towards him. Children were always scared of him. They all looked at him with wide eyes. 

The kids weren't shocked by his face at all. They were just simply amazed by how tall he was. Your mother had to come and tell the kids to run along when they started to form a line so they could be carried on Sandor’s shoulders. They yelled how they could see mountains and the oceans while they sat on his shoulders. They compared their small hands with his very large hands. You had to calm your tias down because they kept telling you how tall and built he was. 

Your father opened a beer for Sandor and sat next to him while your mom fussed over Sandor, making sure he had enough on his plate. Sandor had to unbuckle his belt after the fourth plate of food. You tried to tell your mom that Sandor was stuffed but she wouldn’t have it. 

“Pero hija es tan flaco y alto que significa que necesita comer más.” You shook your head at your mother. “Calentaré unas tortillas para Sandy.” She said, watching Sandor scarf down another plate of food happily. 

Some of your family members started calling Sandor, Sandy because they couldn’t pronounce his name due to their accent. Especially the little kids but Sandor didn't mind it though, he found it kind of funny. Since the nicknames he usually is given are mean ones.  

Sandor smiled when it was time to cut the cake and saw your little nephew sitting behind a big cake. You were standing next to Sandor as everyone sang Happy Birthday.  You looked at Sandor and saw him clapping his hands instead of singing, since everyone was singing in Spanish. 

It was official, Sandor a.k.a. Sandy was your nephew’s best friend. Your nephew was in tears because the pole that was supposed to be holding the piñata broke. Sandor rose up from his seat and held the paper machete rainbow colored donkey above the kids head. Afterward, your nephew was sitting on your lap as he was showing Sandor his little bag of candy along with small toys he had gotten from the piñata.  You were in shocked that your nephew gave Sandor a manicho, a chocolate bar with peanuts for him to try. These little kids never share their piñata candy.

“Tiene ojos tristes, mija.” Your mother told you as she sat on the chair next to you. Both of you were looking out to the backyard to see your cousins talking with Sandor as they stood by the grill.  You agreed with your mother. “He doesn't have a good family, mami.” 

“Ahora tiene una nueva familia.” Your mother had told you before leaving. You knew she was right as you watched the little kids hugging Sandor’s legs while he shook your cousin’s hands.

“This is for you, mijo.” Sandor was about to refuse but saw you shaking your head as your mother started to tie the plastic bags filled with Tupperware of foods from the party. Both of you stood by the door saying your goodbye to your parents when Sandor felt your mother tugged on his shirt making him lean down so she can kiss his burned cheek.

The ride home was quiet, you kept stealing glances over at Sandor. He had a faint smile on his face as he drove to his apartment. Getting inside and walking to the kitchen with the leftovers that your mother packed, you were storing them in the fridge when you heard Sandor come into the kitchen. 

He said your name softly and you looked over at him. “What does mijo mean? Your mother called me that before we left.” You shut the door of the fridge and walked over towards him. “It means son.” Sandor looks away from you for a moment and you hug him. He wraps his arms around your shoulders pulling you closer to him.

[centers-for-disease-control]

Alright, due to popular request, I bring you the break down of the Taiwan Disease Personifications. Also, just so y’all know, the official explanations for the designs are not easy to find, so a lot of this is just from what I notice and what I know about the diseases

To start off, we have everyone’s favorite disease: COVID-19

So, this is one of the designs where I could actually find the artist explanation, so I will be including that information plus a couple things I noticed and how I think it fits the disease. So let’s start with to crown. The reason for the inclusion of the crown is the reflect the name coronavirus, corona being the Latin word for crown. The face is partially obscured because of COVID’s tendency to hide itself. The bean bag chair that they are sitting on has many protrusions signifying the spike proteins. The different digital devices represent how the world went virtual during the pandemic and the news channels behind them represent the media’s freak out when COVID was at its height. The floor has an outline of the world because everywhere was affected by the pandemic. Also, if you look closely, they are wearing little Covid earrings.

Next up, we got Zika:

I could not find an official artist statement for this design, so take my explanation with a grain of salt. So first off the red waist band reminds me of the red stripe that goes down the abdomen of the mosquito species that spreads Zika after it has fed. Also, the white markings on the black are also a characteristic of this species of mosquito. In fact, the design is the stripes on the chest look like the markings these mosquitoes have on their back. She presents female because it’s the female mosquitoes that bite and spread diseases. Her sleeves look like mosquito wings once again a reference to mosquitoes being the primary vectors of Zika. The area behind her has palm fronds to represent that Zika is a disease typically found in tropical climates.

Next up we have: Hansen’s Disease (aka Leprosy)

This is one where I could find the artist statement due to it being a pretty recent one, however, I will say that at least the translation was a bit lacking in describing the reasoning of every detail. She is a mask maker because leprosy changes how people perceive those who are infected but it is something that can easily be removed with modern antibiotics. She has different accessories like the lion and crocodile headpiece that implicate the divine involvement because leprosy has been historically thought to be a punishment of the gods. The scales on her arm look like an allusion to the scaling pattern scars that those with leprosy would develop.

Next up: Rubella

After a lot of digging I found the official profile for this design but it didn’t really explain the design choices so we are going to do more analysis on my end. So the pomegranate and the red dots represent the red rashes that come with rubella infections. The glasses I assume are to show how Rubella can lead to Congenital Rubella Syndrome (CRS) which can occur in children if their mother had rubella while pregnant. One of the symptoms that comes with CRS is cataracts.

Next up: the plague

I found the explanation on this and it just confirmed my own suspicions for certain design choices. So her design is very focused on death and mysticism because of how the Black Plague led to a lot of cultural focus on these two ideas. Behind her are old coins because of the economic impact the plague had on the civilizations of its time. The references to death are the skeletal pattern on her dress, and the scythe behind her and on her belt. The references to mysticism include the tarot cards she is holding and the crosses on her hat. On the tarot cards are designs referencing the three different forms the plague takes (bubonic, septicemic, and pneumonic) as well as a posey which was used to try to ward of the plague in old times. On her hat is also a collection of plague doctor masks which is pretty self explanatory as to how that connects.

Next up: Ebola

I couldn’t find the official explanation for this disease, so this is mostly speculation based on my analysis. Her outfit is red because of the hemorrhaging that comes with the disease. Specifically he lips are red because one of the more unique characteristics of Ebola is hiccuping up blood. The accessories seem to be inspired by central and western african traditional jewelry. There appear to be tribal masks on the necklace, I am not well versed in African art unfortunately, so any deeper meaning of these accessories are unfortunately lost on me. There are bats on the headdress because of bats being the natural host of Ebola. Her design is rather demonic because Ebola was so terrible for the areas affected, that people thought it could be caused be some great evil. The skulls are because of the extremely high death rate that comes with ebola. The leaves and fruits shown come from the African jungles which is typically where Ebola outbreaks start.

Next up: Novel Influenza A Virus Infections

I actually found the artist explanation for this design! As a disease closely associated with birds, there are many elements linked to birds. There are many bird shadows, the hair that looks like feathers, and the beak shaped mask, feathers on his tie and a feather tattoo on right arm, and the “H-N” pin (H and N proteins of the influenza virus).

Next up: Dengue Fever

Another one with an artist statement! Since only female mosquitoes bite, the character is set as a female. Her dark red lips represent mosquito’s instinct to bite, and she is holding a poisonous thornapple flower. She has mosquito wings tattooed on her back and thornapple flower tattooed on her arm. I have spent a long time looking into how the thornapple flower relates to dengue, but I haven’t had a lot of luck. From what I have seen is that the roots, seeds, and leaves are used in some traditional medicines, including treatments for malaria, but I have not had luck finding how it is connected to Dengue specifically.

Next up: Japanese Encephalitis

I found the artist statement for this disease as well. The disease is visualized into three characters that form a pop group, with their names reflecting the 3 main Culex mosquito species that spread Japanese encephalitis in Taiwan, which are Culex tritaeniorhynchus (Three), Culex annulus (Ring), and Culex fuscocephala (Shiro). They wear black and white, like the colors of the Culex mosquitoes. Red accessories represent their love for blood. I don’t have much to add outside of the artist explanation.

Last one for now is: Rabies

I found the explanation for this one, but it is not descriptive at all, so I am going to be going into every detail because this is Rabies. The spikes on the jacket and pant legs represent the protein spikes rabies uses to infect nerves. The blue jacket and gloves are representing water as one of the unique characteristics of rabies is hydrophobia (physical repulsion to water). The claw marks on the shirt show the animalistic tendencies the virus brings out. The violin players in the animal mask show how the virus can hide in these animals. The personification of rabies is holding a conductor’s wand showing how rabies controls those who are infected. The teeth necklace shows how it spreads through bites and they are standing on the brain because that is what rabies infects. He has a chain with mammal skulls once again tying back to rabies being a fatal mammalian disease. The belt buckle has a bone on it as bone are associated with bones and rabies is associated with dogs.

[ghastlybirdie]

Thinking about having the men in the 141 over to enjoy Dominican food cause Hispanic food is food to be SHARED with the masses

When it’s winter and the air is too cold? Time to make sancocho, a big big BIG pot of meat like chicken, beef, and pork, as well as roots like potatoes, carrots, yuca, malanga, platanos, with a bowl of rice to boat the flavors on; so filling, so rich that Price would have to break up with his mother’s roast for something that keeps his belly both FULL and WARM. The man would be comatose for how good it is, I promise

And in the morning, when Johnny finally has a day in a proper home and can eat a filling meal? Mangu. Fried eggs, fried cheese (yes, cheese, it’s really yummy), Dominican salami, and mashed platanos with butter and topped with red pickled onions?? UGH it’s so filling, it keeps him full until it’s almost dinner time, he swears! He can barely have seconds

Is it summer yet? Cause morir sonando is so sweet and delicious and cold. It’s a simple drink, orange juice and milk with splashes of vanilla and it;s just deeeelicious. Kyle is itching for it cause it’s so hot outside and he needs just a sweet drink and woah that’s so good and tangy, can he have more? Oh, you have pastelitos? What’s that, you ask? Meat of whatever you want (or if you want dessert, guava paste and cream cheese, price likes that one too) in a thin dough thats been fried to be a crispy half circle meal you can hold in your hand..!! Super delicious, Kyle bodies a half dozen in a single sitting at the cookout

Speaking of cookouts- Simon is at all of them, corona in hand and helping babysit the grill and fryer and just listen to chatter. It’s not that he doesnt want to engage, it’s just he’s waiting for the meats cause they smell delicious and heart stopping cause the burgers are great and the rice and beans are to die for- also someone had him try a chicharron with some lime and now he’s ready to dog every piece of food coming his way cause no tia or abuela would let any of these grown men go hungry for even a millisecond…

Just eat your meats first before one of the guys takes it from you

[ardentbonkers]

If you’d like to know the opinion of a rugby player, I’d say Cam would be a good 6 or 8 but Harrow would actually be a good 9. Or 10? They tend to be bossy, mean, smart, and very in charge.

Someone on Reddit commented on my post and they made their own list of the cast with details! You both said the same thing for Harrow, here is the full list they've made if you're interested or would like to give your own opinion :>

1 - Crux - The old Warhorse. Absolutely irreplaceable and immovable, is so bloody stubborn that it's beyond a joke.

2 - Marta the Second - battler, a crack shot with her line-out darts.

3 - Magnus the Fifth - just solid. Also got that dad bod all good props should be carrying.

4 - Coronabeth the Third - the athletic lock, much nimbler than her engine room partner.

5 - Protesilaus the Seventh - Ball carrying lock, in the mould of Big Will Skelton. Just a lumbering beast who will ruin you.

6 - Gideon the Ninth - she's big, she's strong, she's really fucking annoying. All the qualities of a flanker.

7 - Judith the Second - battle-hardened and crafty in a way that all good openside should be.

8 - Aiglamene - hard as nails, no nonsense, will fuck you up. She's got years on her, but age is just a number.

9 - Harrow the Ninth - Diminutive, but canny. Shrewd decision maker, and is swift and incisive when she needs to be.

10 - Dulcinea the Seventh - is playing 4d chess with everyone, can see 5 steps ahead, and knows how to manipulate an opposition defence.

11 - Isaac and Jeannemary the Fourth - both of them because the jersey is too big for just the kne. Full of beans, loves a cheeky wee side-step, and are a lot tougher than they look.

12 - Palamedes the Sixth - strong link with Dulcinea comes in handy here, but it's the almost telepathic connection with his outside centre that makes him dangerous.

13 - Camilla the Sixth - runs hard lines, and is excellent in both attack and defence. Almost telepathically linked with Pal, her inside centre. Loves Going Loud.

14 - Babs - doesn't do a great amount of work, and loves to just be passed the ball so he can score and take credit after everyone else's hard work.

15 - Abigail the Fifth - calm, cool, and collected, the definite traits of a good fullback.

EDIT: Switched Ianthe for Corona, she'd make a much better Lock. Same height, but with more weight behind her carries.

Ianthe is more of a 10/12 hybrid in the mould of Owen Farrell for England. I'd put her on the bench, and bring her on for Dulcie in the second half.

[luckystar1327]

For the character impressions ask, could you do Hector, Adira, Quirin, and Edmund for me?

ooo yes!!! okay.

HECTOR

First impression: Oh cool, another dark kingdom person. He's weird.

Impression now: FERAL TREE MAN <3

Favorite moment: The bit with Cass where she's acting all tough and goes 'you'll have to go through me' and he just goes 'kay' I WAS LITERALLY DYING. I HAD TO REWIND THE SHOW TO SEE WHAT I MISSED I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD

Idea for a story: Hmmmmm. I think some fluff with him and his animals would be adorable, but im also a primarily angst writer sooo i am partial to the idea of some post-great tree angst

Unpopular opinion: I'm terrible at these oh god. I truthfully haven't seen enough content about hector to gather what is an unpopular opinion ;-;

Favorite relationship: Hmm romantic? Cause i dont really have one for that, but platonic relationship i absolutely adore the dynamic of him and adira. It's so amazing

Favorite headcanon: That he's not originally from the dark kingdom! He doesn't really look like any of the DK residents tbh, and i love the idea of him just being a feral little child that somehow got adopted by a prestigious order of knights LMAO

ADIRA

First impression: OH GOD I LOVE HER.

Impression now: Shes much more casual than I thought and I respect that. she is so badass.

Favorite moment: Her first appearance actually, when she's fighting Cass and Raps and she goes 'oh no, they are trying' it just. i dont even know its just hilarious to me.

Idea for a story: Hmmmmmmmmm I am partial to the idea of her thought process regarding the events at Old Corona. Like, did she help Quirin??? Did she check on Varian?????

Unpopular opinion: I do not know. I have not been searching for adira content tbh

Favorite relationship: Got none for romantic, but platonic-wise, also probably her relationship with hector. They are chaos siblings and i love it

Favorite headcanon: That the facepaint is some sort of cultural thing!

QUIRIN

First impression: oh i dont like him. he hurt my precious little bean varian.

Impression now: He's not my favorite, but I feel like I like him a little more now because of fandom content LMAO

Favorite moment: The hug between him and Varian before they go fight Zhan Tiri and Cass :(

Idea for a story: Hm. Perhaps a talk between him and Var about what happened while he was in the amber?

Unpopular opinion: Im not sure if this is unpopular, but i do think his and varian's relationship would have improved in s3. Like yes it's off-screen but i refuse to believe they could just go back to how they were after...that

Favorite relationship: Romantic? Ulla! Platonic? I'm gonna say him, hector, adira, and edmund, because brotherhood <3

Favorite headcanon: That Adira and Hector gave him grey hairs FAR before he was supposed to have grey hairs/he is the Responsible One

EDMUND

First impression: Um. Okay he's...interesting.

Impression now: He's definitely interesting! I do like him more now though :)

Favorite moment: That moment in Destinies Collide where he goes 'our family is just terrible' i was wheezing

Idea for a story: Him and Eugene bonding!! I need it in my life!!!!

Unpopular opinion: I dunno :<

Favorite relationship: Romantic? Him and unnamed wife! Platonic? Hmm, him and Eugene?

Favorite headcanon: This one is from @nerdasaurus1200 but i love the idea that he bugged the brotherhood about the flynn rider books. perfection.

[dangara2610]

(4/10) Teenager and Young adult Ulla - Part 9

Hey, I skipped an important part...., this is how I imagined Ulla staying with Quirin

Yes, Ulla met Quirin , he keep his secret agent missions along the Brotherhood, and asked her to go home.

Donella would try to sell her products secretly around, there were two posible clients, typical insurrectionist group and a cult planning to rob the Moonstone

But Ulla would crack at her camp on whatever time to ask her for love and professional advise.

Donella would hide her real merchandise and let Ulla see the fake products, cutlery, and offer Ulla settler if needed if she they stayed on the Dark Kingdom

But please, bring groceries and keep a schedule, Donella don't like surprises on the back, Ulla agreed.

She keep trying to reach Quirin, convince him about getting his freedom from this militar life and reconnect with his family heritage.

He told her he is orphan, no family heritage, she told him he is Demanitus' offspring, he kind of got interested but not later resigned, asking to be leaved alone, he just would like to have a life as simple as possible, the Brotherhood is all he knows and all he needs, please respect his choices and his secrets.

She confess she is in love with him and she really doesn't want to leave him, no matter if he is not an alchemist like her or not interested in her interests, he is getting attached and falling in love , but he is also a men of compromises and secrets, so he let her chose, if she want to stay on his side, it has to be a secret.

She thought about it, and came to the conclusion she would keep the secret, so , she asked for time to go and tell her parents (plus Xavier) who were waiting for her outside the kingdom to not wait for her anymor.

Why shouldn't they? Because she will stay with Donella, she is really invested on a project, not lies, they wish her well, and her parents are trusting, they will scort Xavier to Corona and also ask her no to forget she is welcome home whenever she likes.

And if she will stay longer on whatever other foreigner kingdom, please spare Yuletide/Christmas to visit them at Pittsford , Ulf as well agreed to this, family shouldn't forget their love to each other.

She thanked them, but as well, they wouldn't go that simple, they would throw a little goodbye party as they did with Ulf and his friends at Nesdernia, tomorrow they would buy the supplies and next day they would celebrate.

Would Quirin attend? No, his existence is a secret, would Donella attend? Of course, she is the best friend, the reason Ulla is staying, would only her attend? Donella suggest Ulla to find some people in town so this doesn't become a pity party, Ulla find this as a joke and has no problem inviting the groceries sellers she befriended.

They get everything ready, have their little feast and say their goodbyes.

Time to go back to the camp, Ulla trying to befriend and help the brotherhood, Quirin being scolded by Hector and teased by Adira for not expulsing her.

Ulla is being actually helpful with the power of alchemy, even if she doesn't get details about the secret missions, she provides resourceful tools

Every time she goes back to Donella's place, she spills the beans with her BFF, supposing she is her confident and is not even involved on this things, she is glad Don looks interested instead of non believing.

Donella uses that information to offer better products to her clients to defeat the brotherhood, but that's not free, she is making a fortune, they think she is a higher mistress of divination and science.

These clients are getting poor soon, but they don't give up, they payed for the information, now they have to save enough money for buying the armory and weapons.

The insurrectionist and cults stepped back, finally the brotherhood is at peace, all the royals, and due to that, there is an important announcement, a baby is coming, the queen was hiding it, but she had been pregnant since 7 months ago, people pray to the accents kings and warriors for the health of the soon to be prince or princess.

Brotherhood missions are now around the castle, and they always endup having a night shift taking care of the queen, and Ulla is tagged along, due to her help before.

During those days, Ulla asked Quirin is he ever wanted to have a child, have a family or settle down, he says that's not up to him, he has a duty to do as agent of the government/royals, and that's for life as long as he is needed.

She ask if can he renounce, and he answers that would be treason, so no, this is his life as long as the royals find use in him, she answers that indeed, she is in love with him, but she-

Oups I have to go, thanks for reading 🏵️🌻🌻🌸🌸🌹🍁💞🌙🍒🧭☀️🪷🦋🌷🌷📚🌺🌴👒🪁🍉🍓🍎🍒🌐🎀🎁🎲🎨🖼️🎹🧶👾

[incorrect-house-of-nine]

Ianthe: I have a thing for that skull faced nunlet.

Naberius: Why are you telling me this?

Ianthe: Because that big bimbo Corona will *air quotes* ''accidently'' spill the beans, but you know its more than your life is worth.

[zuffer-weird-girl]

"There are so many capable men... and all they can think to do is rob a convenience store? Kinda weird... you'd think a group this big might just, y'know... have bigger goals than that... You're all sick. And you need a cure."

Fics

Birdhaul

Can’t walk *hints of NSFW*

Puppy

Contortionist

No need for using sunblock..?

Drunk yet loyal

His mother...

Genuine actions (kid Kai)

Her brother / Revenge for her brother

The overhaul is NOT  a toy!

Is not what it look like...

Evermore (Yandere Overhaul)

One or three bottles of saque

Lies to impress (Kid Kai)

End,,?

Bean boozled challenge

The bet

Obvilious (Kid Kai)

Arguments and three days of suffering

Sharing the bed

Baby fever? Is he sick?

Suffering due to the silence

Fighting bullies (Kid Kai)

Pretty vacuum

Running for nothing (Overhaul)

Touch starved

Nightsky and tears from his angel’s eyes

Kiss on the cheek (Kid Kai)

Jealous of Chrono

Hangover on angel’s arms

Trying to be romantic

Morning after

Corona time (stay safe everyone!)

Fallen angel...

The triplets

Someone who can trust and perhaps... more? (Kid Kai)

Kitty cat Overhaul

Memory lost

He is going to be taller (Kid Kai)

Period at the night

A tear from the devil’s eyes, could bring an angel back to life

Is that all you can do?

I see you now...

Accidental hit

Waxing legs

Fieldtrip buddies (Kid Kai)

Bedclouds of an angel

THE TALK (kid Kai)

Kitty kitty

Sweet sleepy mumblings (kid Kai)

Inviting you to prom (Teen Kai)

Another jealous Kai

Can he get her back?

Struggling on how to propose

Deaging quirk

Period pains

save or not save Mimic and rappa? That is the question

Rough day

Late night confessions

Harsh attitude

Not stopping me

Lost brother

All infatued with his angel

Stay with me until I fall asleep....

Elbowed on the face

Accidental first kiss

Not so pointless day

Baby Kai

Kiss by accident (Kid Kai)

Angel “BROKE UP” with him (kid Kai)

Sick day

Comfort

Airport confessions (kid Kai)

Hidden child

Cold hands, warm heart

Dabi as his angel’s best friend

A broken arm (Kid Kai)

Cat onesie (Kid Kai)

Only by a miracle

Accident

Jealous of Nemoto

Baby angel

Pro baseball player S/o

Animal crossing fun

Sweets (Kid Kai)

SFW Alphabet Overhaul

Never let go

Damn spider...

Send to the future (Kid Kai)

I may be cruel but I loved someone...

Car accident

“Who is this~?”

Was just a dream... (follow up to “cherish it or hate it?”)

The perfect maid...

Rest on the fort

Friendly vaccum (follow up to “pretty vacuum”)

Sixtuplets

Visits...

Take the mask off

Cupcake (Kid Kai)

Not her...

A father figurine

Never meant to be... (kinda Chrono x reader as well)

Unexpected

Hospital’s visits

Defending him (Chubby Overhaul)

The price...

Feeding

I object!

One life for the other

Drabble 1; Drabble 2; Drabble 3; Drabble 4

Replaced..? (Kid Kai)

Run run lost boy (kid Kai)

Reunion (some kid Kai on the start)

Hcs

Him overhearing his angel breaking down in front of Chrono

His angel is a secret assasin

Anemic S/o

Hard working S/o

Overhaul’s twin brother crushing on his angel

s/o that has Myasthenia Gravis

S/o that plays the piano and the guitar

S/o with super strenght quirk

Angel with poor memory

Fillipino S/o

S/o that scratches her neck like Shigaraki

The yakusa towards Overhaul and his wife

Mute S/o

Mexican S/o

Belly dancer S/o

Pointing out the tan lines

Angel with sensitive teeth

Makeup artist S/o

Black S/o

His angel having their kness on a bad condition

Ginger with blue eyes S/o

German s/o

Reacting when you take your bathrope off

Painter S/o

Hardworking S/o

Helping you calm down while your sister is in labor

S/o having a kitten sneeze

How they like to dance with their S/o

His angel having nightmares

S/o with a god complex

hm losing on Shogi by his angel

Bad mental health S/o

Kai with a pool

Old fashioned S/o

Telling that your pregnant by message.. by mistake

S/o scared of intimacy

Having to take care of his kid

S/o that draws clothes and has victorian style

S/o who is a famous sniper

S/o who is fragile

S/o who is distracted easily and dissapears

Random drunk headcanons

No one knows S/o is quirkless

Constantly tired S/o

Sensitive to the sun S/o

Gamer S/o introducing him to yakusa games

Chubby S/o

S/o who likes Hello kitty (Exception I do readers only fem and gender neutral)

Bored S/o

S/o insecure about using glasses

Not a bit insecure S/o

Taking care of wounded S/o with their child

Nurse S/o

Toothless like quirk S/o

Sensitive S/o

S/o that goes “ara ara~”

S/o that likes to gamble

Dealing with your bullshit 😂

When he forgets your anniversary

Quirkless S/o that ceme from the woods

Meme queen S/o

His reaction when you get bullied (Kid Kai)

Shiggy”s sister

Drabbles

Au's

Not again...:

‘The worst’ prologue / part 1 / “Who..?” part 2 / Not happening part 3 / Only over by my cold and dead body part 4 / The end..?

Arrangements:

part 1 part 2 part 3 Part 4

His protege:

part 1 ; final

No quirks, Chisaki as a nurse

part 1; part 2

Lost

part 1/ final

[logi1974]

Namibia 2023/24 - Tag 29

Herrschaften und Oukies!

Jetzt ist unsere Zeit auf Okutala auch schon wieder vorbei. Heute Morgen kam Doktor Simone noch zu einem Schwätzchen vorbei, denn sie hatte gesehen, dass Micha die Wildkamera abbaute.

Sie gab uns ihre Email und Handynummer damit wir ihr privat, gegebenenfalls, interessantes Bildmaterial zusenden können.

Micha fühlte Frau Doktor auch noch einmal wegen der Harnas Geschichte auf den Zahn und sie bestätigte genau das, was wir bereits bei dem Personal heraus kitzeln und uns zusammen reimen konnten ...

... als Corona kam und das Heer der kräftig zahlenden Volontäre ausblieb, brach das ganze Konstrukt zusammen und die Bagage zog ab und ließ alles zurück, so wie es war. So viel zur angeblichen Tierliebe, Animal Sanctuary und Gemeinnützigkeit!

Ich hoffe nur, der armen Tiere wegen, dass der liebe Gott für diese Bande einen Platz in Dantes Hölle vorgesehen hat und sie dort für alle Ewigkeiten schmoren werden.

Doktor Simone war ganz erstaunt zu sehen, dass nur noch wir die einzig übrig gebliebenen Gäste waren. Wir hingegen drückten ihr gegenüber unsere Verwunderung darüber aus, dass die Lodge zur Zeit überall als "nicht buchbar" oder "fully booked" gelistet ist.

Simones Kommentar: "Schon wieder?" fanden wir dann doch entlarvend. Irgend etwas stimmt hier nicht. Da ist etwas hinter den Kulissen im Gange. Unsere persönliche Vermutung: es wird demnächst einen russischen Investor geben, der Besuch dieser Gruppe war kein Zufall.

Und jetzt mal ganz ehrlich: so eine russische Peitsche würde diesem Personal hier ganz gut tun. Die Performance, die diese Truppe hier abliefert, ist unter aller Kanone.

Beim heutigen Frühstück durfte uns wieder die "hellste aller Kerzen" bedienen: Hedwig. Ein reizendes Damaramädchen, leider hatte der liebe Gott beim Gehirn verteilen einen sehr schlechten Tag.

Während ich meine übliche Position am einzig verfügbaren Toaster einnahm, gab ich ihr unsere Eierbestellung auf. Sorgfältig notierte sie sich mit Block und Stift - genau wie gestern auch schon: 2 fried eggs with bacon, only bacon, nothing else. Und zwar für uns alle 3, damit es nicht so kompliziert wird für sie. Gott bewahre, wenn da jetzt noch einer mit, einer ohne, und der andere Beans haben will.

Dann wunderte ich mich, warum diese dämlichen Toasts nicht toasten. Es stellte sich heraus: die gute Hedwig hatte den Stecker gar nicht eingestöpselt: "Oh, sorry, sorry, I forgot!"

Wir schleppten unsere Beute rüber zu unserem Tisch und ich stellte fest, dass die Marmelade auf dem Buffet heute Morgen fehlte, was Hedwig zu der Frage veranlasste: "Oh, you really like jam for breakfast?" Ja, das tun wir tatsächlich!

Nachdem diese Hürden nun alle gemeistert waren und wir zu dritt endlich am Tisch saßen, kam Hedwig noch einmal mit Block und Stift und nahm nochmals die Eierbestellung auf.

Wieder notierte sich die Eierbestellung sehr genau und kommentierte jetzt: "Oh, for all three of you?" Ja, für uns alle 3 - genau wie vorhin schon einmal bestellt und gestern ebenfalls.

Wie sagte doch damals unser chinesischer Reiseleiter in Hong Kong: Immer lächeln, auch wenn kein Grund!

Irgendwann, nachdem wir nahezu fertig mit dem Frühstück waren und Doktor Simone uns nochmals zur Fütterungstour (übrigens kostenlos) einlud, kamen doch tatsächlich die bestellten Eier: als Full English Breakfast!

Jetzt Hedwig dazu: "Don´t worry, it´s only decoration!" Ja, der liebe Gott hat schon einmal einen erschlagen, weil der gerade keine Ausrede wusste.

Die Einladung zu Fütterungstour mussten wir wegen der späten Spiegeleier ausschlagen, sonst wären wir gar nicht mehr weggekommen, denn wir mussten ja auch noch den check-out bewältigen.

Da wartete dann die nächste Überraschung auf uns: die Rechnung stimmte vorne und hinten nicht. Irgend jemand - vermutlich Intelligenzbestie Hedwig - hatte uns einen Lunch von 3 Kudusteaks aufs Zimmer berechnet.

Dafür fehlten dann 3 pre-paid Dinner. Ob bei den Getränken alles korrekt berechnet war, konnte von uns nicht mehr nachvollzogen werden.

Immerhin machten die beiden Ladies an der Rezeption kein weiteres Aufhebens, sondern sie freuten sich mehr darüber, endlich einen 9 to 5 Job zu haben. Die Rechnung wurde in unserem Sinne korrigiert und wir gaben noch ein "ausreichendes" Tip für die Gemeinschaftskasse, das wahrscheinlich niemals dort ankommt.

Denn, als wir unten am Haupttor vorfuhren, war dies zunächst noch geschlossen und vom Gatekeeper weit und breit keine Spur. Micha wollte gerade aussteigen und nachsehen, ob denn überhaupt aufgeschlossen war, da schlurfte der Typ (sich die Haare raufend) aus seinem Kabuff: "You have a tip for me?"

"Sorry, what?" "You have a tip?" "Your tip is in the tipbox at the reception!" Damit bequemte er sich das Tor zu öffnen, auf ein ordnungsgemäßes Austragen aus der Liste verzichtete er.

Ich glaub, ich spinne! Das ist doch der Gipfel der Dreistigkeit, passt aber total ins Bild: das Personal macht, was es will und alle machen mit.

Jetzt konnte es aber endlich los gehen! Auf der Route zum Etosha-Nationalpark liegt etwa 110 km südlich der beschauliche Ort Outjo, den wir natürlich auch wieder passieren mussten.

Outjo wurde 1880 gegründet. Durch die 1895 errichtete Kaserne der deutschen Schutztruppen kamen nicht nur Soldaten, sondern nachfolgend auch Siedler ins Land.

Im Deutschen Kolonialblatt von 1909 steht unter "Der Bezirk Outjo 1907/08" geschrieben: "Die weiße Bevölkerung des Bezirks Outjo belief sich am 1. Januar 1908 ohne Einrechnung des Militärs auf 137 Seelen.“

Outjo nennt sich selbst - aber, was heißt das schon in einem Land von der Größe Namibias - "the Gateway to Etosha". Was im Zweifel einfach nur heißt: Vorher kommt nichts Nennenswertes mehr.

Wer sich im Etosha-Nationalpark nicht auf die staatliche Inkompetenz verlassen möchte, der ist gut beraten hier schon weitestgehend alle Erledigungen zu tätigen und sich einzudecken.

Mehrere Tankstellen, Banken, Souvenirshops und gut sortierte Supermärkte. 

Auf einem Hügel steht das Franke-Haus, in dem heute das Outjo -Museum eingerichtet ist. Das Franke-Haus wurde um 1899 gebaut und gehört zu den ältesten Gebäuden der Stadt.

Es war für mehrere Jahrzehnte das Wohnhaus von verschiedenen Regierungsbeamten und anfänglich von Hauptmann Viktor Franke, Kommandeur der deutschen Schutztruppe, während des ersten Weltkrieges.

Wir folgen der C 38 für rund 70 Kilometer bis nach Otjiwarongo. Es geht im Wesentlichen immer gerade aus. Rechts und Links der Strecke weicht der Mopanebusch langsam anderen Vegetationsformen.

Otjiwarongo gibt es zwar schon seit 1892, wurde jedoch erst nach Fertigstellung der Schmalspureneisenbahn offiziell zur Stadt erklärt.

Die kaiserliche Kolonialverwaltung hatte Otjiwarongo im Jahr 1906 gegründet, zur Schaffung einer Verbindungsstation zwischen Windhoek, Swakopmund und Tsumeb.

Am 2. April 1906 hielt der erste Zug am Haltepunkt Otjiwarongo, im gleichen Jahr wurden eine Post und eine Polizeistation eröffnet und die ersten vier Siedler ließen sich nieder.

1939 wurde dem schnell wachsenden Ort das Stadtrecht verliehen. Die deutsche Gemeinde hat nicht nur ihre Spuren in Form von Straßennamen hinterlassen, sondern ist noch heute an vielen Stellen präsent.

Vielen ist der Ort nur als "das Tor zum Norden" auf dem Weg zum Etoscha-Nationalpark und dem Caprivi-Zipfel bekannt. Zugegeben, er wirkt mitunter schon ein wenig verschlafen.

Passiert man den Ortseingang des 35.000 Einwohner-Städtchens, Otjiwarongo, fällt als erstes die breite Durchgangsstraße auf, auf welcher sich das gesamte Leben mehr oder weniger abspielt. Der erste Eindruck ist eher zweckmäßig: Tankstellen, Banken und diverse Supermärkte dominieren das Stadtbild.

Die Hereros, welche hier einst siedelten, nannten den Ort "Platz der fetten Kühe" oder "den schönen Ort". Die Böden sind fruchtbar und die Stadt wirkt grün, wohlhabend und gepflegt. Ein Hauch von europäischem Vorstadtcharakter, gewürzt mit afrikanischer Lebensfreude.

Wir verbringen unsere Mittagspause wieder einmal im Casa Forno - eine exzellente Adresse mit sehr guten Speisen und sicherem Parken durch den eigenen, uniformierten Parkwächter vor der Tür.

Meine Mutter entscheidet sich für die Chicken Liver peri-peri. Ich finde diese Idee großartig, insbesondere da ich weiß, dass dieses Gericht sehr scharf ist und sie danach viel trinken muss.

In Otjiwarongo wechseln wir auf die B 1 und nun geht es schnurstracks geradeaus. Die nachfolgenden 180 Kilometer sind wohl eine der langweiligsten Strecken die Namibia zu bieten hat.

Wir passieren die Otjibamba Lodge, in der wir ebenfalls, vor vielen Jahren, schon einmal wohnten. Laut Mareike, von der Farm Heimat, hat dort kürzlich ein neues (deutsch-namibisch) Management übernommen.

Abwechselung bieten nur die verschiedenen, üblichen tierischen Verdächtigten, die mit am Straßenverkehr teilnehmen oder die rücksichtslosen Überholmanöver der lokalen Farmer.

Wir passieren rechter Hand die markanten Kegel der Klipkop Farm, mit dessen Eigentümer wir schon so manchen Schwatz auf der Jagd und Hund hatten.

Kurz darauf erkennt man schon von Weitem die berühmte Einfahrt zum Okonjima Nature Reserve, einem privaten Wildtierreservat das auch die Africat Foundation beherbergt. Insgesamt waren wir dort auch schon zwei Mal zu Gast, das erste Mal 2012 und zum zweiten Mal 2020, während der "dunklen Coronazeit".

Es geht weiter und immer weiter gerade aus. Das Spannendste, das jetzt noch die Fahrt unterbricht, sind die Picknickplätze unterwegs am Straßenrand oder die interessante Personenbeförderung ganzer lokaler Familien.

Endlich erreichen wir die Polizeikontrolle vor Okahandja. Kurz vorher sage ich noch so in die Runde: "Ich bin gespannt, was die Truppe mit dem gammeligen Toyota aus Gobabis jetzt macht."

Denn, mir war klar, dass die so da niemals durchkommen und man sie rauswinkt. Kaum ausgesprochen, biegt der Wagen tatsächlich links ab und fährt in einen Schotterweg rein. Die umfahren die Polizeiposten genau, wie die Wilderer und alle anderen Spitzbuben auch.

Das Wort "Okahandja" leitet sich aus dem Otjiherero (einer lokalen Stammessprache) ab und bedeutet in etwa "Der Ort, an dem zwei Flüsse ineinander fließen, um einen Großen zu bilden".

Wir fahren die Umgehung durch Okahandja und sehen, dass noch viel mehr im Bau ist: unter anderem eine neue Brücke, am Kreuz B1 und B2.

2 Kilometer hinter Okahandja biegen wir dann dann ab auf die D 2102. Zu unserer großen Überraschung ist diese gar keine Schotterpiste mehr, wie wir es bisher kannten, sondern eine tiptop nigelnagelneue Teerpad.

Diese Straße führt vorbei am Von-Bach-Damm und nach rund 30 Kilometern erreichen wir die Otjisazu Guest Farm.

Wie uns Rüdiger, Dauergast und Freund des Hauses, später erklärt, liegt des Rätsels Lösung darin, dass einer der SWAPO-Fürsten eine Farm an der D 2102 erwarb. Das resultierte nicht nur in eine Benennung einer der Rivier Brücken in "Professor Sowieso Dingenskirchen", sondern eben auch in eine standesgemäße Teerung der ursprünglichen Dirtroad.

Gott bewahre, wenn der arme Mann womöglich, genau wie seine niederen Komrades, über eine Schotterpiste zu seinem Anwesen fahren müsste! Nicht auszudenken diese Schmach ...

Um 19 Uhr präsentierte uns Rüdiger das geplante Menü für das heutige Abendessen.

Eigentlich hatten wir uns mit Rüdiger zum Sundowner Drive verabredet, doch dicke Wolken machten uns einen ebenso dicken Strich durch die Rechnung.

So blieb es bei dem gemeinsamen Abendessen der wenigen Gäste um 19 Uhr.

Lekker Slaap!

Angie, Micha, Mama und der Hasenbär

[missguomeiyun]

AYCE lunch @ Let's Grill

Came to Let's Grill with CL after Rogue Wave.

Located near Corona LRT Station, this place used to have another name . .. I've been to it before for a late night meal after badminton. Forgot the name now bcos I haven't gone back since. I don't know if they just changed ownership or what but. .. now it is a conveyor belt-containing AYCE place. That was the primary reason why we decided to come here.

Always good to have other options, I suppose haha they not only have AYCE but also meal sets. For 11.99-15.99, I think the pricing was reasonable. In fact, MORE than reasonable for a downtown Japanese restaurant (not fast food).

We got there shortly after 11:30, which was their opening time. We got seated at table #15, which was a spot at the corner of the conveyor belt track, & we were the 2nd table of diners at the time.

My view.

I really liked that they have those plastic covers!

Interior.

The track is quite long & traveled along majority of the restaurant. There are some window tables that are completely 'disconnected' from the track (if you wish to not participate in the AYCE).

Tablet for non-belt items.

To clarify, the conveyor belt items were the 'chilled' items like sushi pieces, desserts, kimchi, wasabi & other condiments, as well as fruits. The tablet is for ordering hot items & drinks other than water. Some of these items include: miso soup, dimsum, fried things .. these are also part of the AYCE, but will be served to you.

Let's start eatinggggg~

Avocado + tempura shrimp roll with salmon

More rolls. .. with same 'interior' ingredients.

Again. ..

Many of their rolls contained tempura shrimp & avocado as the main rolled ingredients. The 'topping' & sauce came in diff forms. I'm not sure if you would consider this as a good variety or not. The same rolls were seen often traveling along the conveyor belt. They also all come with a small pool of soy sauce & it was quite salty.

Despite a disappointment in this regard, I did think their ingredients were fresh & didn't taste pre-made.

Note: this was in chronological order of what we ate & we did spot some rare/special rolls later, towards the last quarter of our 2-hr meal. So maybe it has to do with the time? Like after 12:30 is when they make other rolls??? I don't know!

Now for some tablet-ordered items:

Miso soup .. contained small clams o_O Not ell-versed in miso soup. Is this a regular thing? I didn't think so but I could be wrong. It was tasty though! Good to have after a round of rolls haha

Fried things: salmon, salted shrimp, vegetable tempura & mini wontons. My fav was the zucchini from this assortment.

Special roll #1: spicy salmon with mustard-based sauce.

Special roll #2: mango + avocado with mayo sauce & crispy tempura bits.

Deep fried beans & shrimp dumpling (these were from Costco bcos I have them at home myself lol)

The fried beans were actually my FAV item from this meal, followed by the miso soup.

Coffee cake. I have had this before but can't remember where. I think it's some catering place bcos I know I didn't have this at a restaurant. It was at some big event or company potluck or something. This was really good!!

Lunch AYCE was $31.99, which was a very steep price considering the kinds of items that they had. There were no "expensive" things like beef or salmon or tuna sashimi. Will gladly say I tried it & visited Edmonton's only conveyor belt sushi restaurant; however, won't be revisiting until they change some things up.