#flour dumplings

[we-takurosu]

Recipe for Old-Fashioned Chicken And Slick Dumplings Flour dumplings cooked in a delicious soup of chicken, carrots, onions, sweet potatoes, and Irish potatoes are flavored with the rich flavor of chicken fat. 4 pounds boneless skinless chicken meat, 3 Irish potatoes cubed, 3 sweet potatoes peeled and cubed, ground black pepper to taste, 1 teaspoon baking powder, 4 tablespoons rendered chicken fat, 1 bay leaf, 1/2 teaspoon salt, 2 small carrots sliced, 2 cups all-purpose flour, 1 pinch cayenne pepper, salt to taste, 5 cups water, 3 stalks celery tops, 5 small onions

[matthewdeanstewart]

Amish Peach Dumplings This delicious, quick, and simple Amish peach dumpling recipe involves combining flour dumplings with a peach-infused syrup.

[tmtatc]

Recipe for Old-Fashioned Chicken And Slick Dumplings The rich savor of chicken fat infuses flour dumplings that are cooked in a delightful soup of chicken, carrots, onions, sweet potatoes and Irish potatoes.

[ravenclawinthetardis]

Old-Fashioned Chicken And Slick Dumplings - Soups, Stews and Chili Flour dumplings cooked in a delicious soup of chicken, carrots, onions, sweet potatoes, and Irish potatoes are flavored with the rich flavor of chicken fat.

[imaginariumwanderer]

Is that a hair bun...? A ponytail, maybe?

I think it's a bun, kinda like steamed bun

[mercy-love-joy]

Chapter Eleven of The Burns Melted Into Gold

It's hereeeeeeeeeee

It's hereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Come get your food!

Oh and here's the animatic!

(Pls watch after reading)

[julieterbang]

[morethansalad]

Guvar Dhokli nu Shaak / Gujarati Cluster Bean & Dumpling Curry (Vegan)

[bucephaly]

do you mind me asking about the blackberry dumplings? our blackberry bush drops a shitload of berries every year and I'm always looking for more ways to use them besides jam. 👀

Yea! They're a traditional cherokee dish along with grape and strawberry dumplings.

They're basically southern style dumplings cooked in blackberry like. Juice i guess. So I boil the blackberries in some water and maybe mash them up a bit. I added some sugar this time too. I don't really use measurements and so I've just been winging it and trying to figure out what works haha. I cut some cold butter into my flour with a pinch of baking powder, then add some of the blackberry juice [or water] and knead it together. I prefer a stiffer dough that I roll out and cut, I've seen some recipes where they make looser drop dumplings. Then cook the dumplings in the blackberries and let it reduce to a syrup and serve over vanilla ice cream !

So far I haven't figured out exactly how I like it so I'm tweaking the way I do em p much every time.

Here's a video demonstration of making grape dumplings and it's a similar process, just with the cooked blackberries.

[maliciousindungeon]

not to flex but i made chicken noodle soup at work tonight and my coworker told me "it tastes like a grandma made it, not some 20 year old man. it tastes like love and thats crazy" and thats like. the nicest thing anyones ever said to me about my cooking. i could weep rn.

[amygdalae]

When i go on my first break today nobody will rescue the mitarashi dango from my wrath

[felixisourayofsunshine]

7 days till Hyunjinnie's birthday 🥳🎂

[menlove]

there's also the one time some white europeans were in the comment section of a video tearing an american apart for calling pierogi pierogi and I was like "yeah we do actually call those that we have a ton of immigrants literally never heard them called anything but that" and then they all dogpiled ME saying we call them dumplings & saying I was being us-centric and silencing them. when they were talking. about the us. and calling this poor girl a moron for using a word we all use here. like. literally never met a more smug group of people in my life than white europeans.

[askwhatsforlunch]

Green Chicken and Dumplings

Heart-warming and flavourful, these lemon-y Green Chicken and Dumplings make good use of chicken carcasses and a comforting dinner on a cold Autumn night!

Ingredients (serves 3):

2 raw (preferably free-range) chicken carcasses, with meat on the bones

2 fluffys sprigs Garden Rosemary 

2 sprigs fresh thyme

2 bay leaves

1/2 tablespoon coarse sea salt

1/2 tablespoons whole black peppercorns

2 1/2 litres/10 cups water

2 tablespoons olive oil

1 onion

1 large lemon

9 beautiful Garden Green Beans (I have grown more fat deep purple Blauhilde beans this year, which turn green once cooked!)

3 "cubes" frozen spinach

1 1/2 cup plain flour

1 heaped teaspoon baking powder

1 heaped teaspoon dried oregano

a pinch of salt

about 3/4 cup water

Place chicken carcasses in a large pot with Rosemary and thyme sprigs, bay leaves, coarse sea salt and black pepper. Cover with the water, and bring to the boil over a high flame.

Once boiling, reduce heat to medium-low, cover with a lid, and simmer, one hour and a half, until you have a beautifully fragrant broth.

Lift carcasses from the pot, onto a cutting board and allow them to cool completely. Filter chicken broth through a fine mesh sieve; set aside.

Rinse and dry pot.

Heat olive oil in the pot, over medium-high heat.

Peel and finely chop onion. Add to the pot, and fry, about 3 minutes, until softened, stirring often.

Remove the meat from the cooled chicken carcasses, chop roughly, and stir into the pot. Cook, a couple of minutes.

Thoroughly squeeze in the juice of the whole lemon, to deglaze, and add the emptied lemon halves to the pot.

Stir in reserved chicken broth, and brig to the boil.

Rinse, top and tail Garden Green Beans, and stir them into the pot. Cook, 5 minutes. Add frozen spinach "cubes", and cook, 5 minutes more.

Meanwhille, prepare dumplings. In a medium bowl combine flour, baking powder, dried oregano and salt. Then, gradually stir in water (you may not need all of it) until you have a smooth batter.

Spoon heaped tablespoons of the dumpling mixture into the pot. You should have about 9. Cover with the lid, and cook, a further 5 minutes, flipping dumplings half-way through.

Serve Green Chicken and Dumplings wery hot!

[fieriframes]

[WE'RE GONNA CUT THAT LARD INTO THAT FLOUR AND TIGHTEN IT UP WITH SOME ICE WATER. YEAH. SUDDENLY HE IS SIGHTED BY A GIANT PHACOCHOERE. NOW WE'LL FLOUR THE BOARD, ROLL IT OUT AND MAKE THE DUMPLINGS. YOU GOT IT. YOU GOT A ROLLING PIN, SON? YEAH, YOU DO. YES, SIR. YES, SIR.]

[softquietsteadylove]

Hello beautiful! ✨🖤

I have an idea for a new AU with Thena and Gilgamesh. Gilgamesh starts at an elite culinary school where the food in each lesson is judged by strict critics.

The students in the higher classes warn the new ones that one specific critic (Thena) can never be satisfied and never gives a good review. Many students have dropped out of school because of this. But Gilgamesh wants to see for himself.

🖤✨ Hgs and Love! ✨🖤

"I heard she made everyone in her class cry in their first lesson."

"I heard that she subs in for real food critics sometimes."

"I heard that the dean himself gave her a full-ride scholarship she's so good."

Gil rolls his eyes at the classmates of his whispering - loudly - about their expected panel of judges. He doesn't think this critic can possibly be as frightening as people are making her out to be. She's just a student, like them, right?

"Can't they just put us out of our misery?" Druig grumbles next to him, shifting nervously on his feet as he looks down at his dish.

"Hey," Gil nudges his shorter, more nervous friend, "don't look so freaked out. "It's a great dish."

Druig sighs, "thanks, man. But it's not you I gotta impress, is it? It's 'em."

The door opens and three senior students step into the room.

Sersi is the top student in the Molecular Gastronomy course. She makes creations that seem transmuted right down to the atomic level, it seems sometimes. They look stunning, they're always delicious, and the way she can make one thing taste entirely different from how it looks is always a showstopper.

Phastos all but wrote the bible by which the school acts. He doesn't cook, but his knowledge of biology, chemistry, physics--is so all-encompassing that there's basically nothing he doesn't know. It is just a rumour, but supposedly he has written all the recipes the courses use for instructing students since he arrived.

Thena is last, and by far the scariest. She looks like she's never seen the sun or eaten a morsel of food, at that. Her reputation precedes her, and her perfect palette is as terrifying as it is rare. She doesn't cook either, but if there is any sort of flaw in any way, she will detect it. And she won't have the smile on her face that Sersi does when she breaks the news.

Thena stands between the other two, eyeing the class with an expression that already screams that she's not looking forward to this. "Please present your dishes."

The first two come up, their trays rattling from their nerves.

Gil watches from his table a little further in the back. Sersi and Phastos try first, giving their praise as well as gentle critiques and advice. Once Thena is done sniffing it, she takes a bite.

"You lack identity."

The whole class practically keels over. It may seem small, and maybe even nitpicky. But to hear that you - as a chef - have no identity in your food?--it's devastating.

"I would say you lack creativity, but that is not what this is," she states and sets her spoon down after the one bite. "You have replicated a family recipe in the hopes that it would convey an emotion. But the balance has been put off by your muddled intentions. It's over-seasoned, and the flavours battling for dominance has overpowered what would actually make it shine if you weren't so clumsy."

The class is practically crying for their fallen comrade. And this is round one!

Druig blows out a breath as they watch their fellow student shuffle back to his table in shame (borderline in tears). "And the Ice Queen strikes again."

Gil stares straight ahead. He shrugs, "she did give him advice, though."

Druig looks at him with wide eyes. "If I shove you into a lion's den and tell you not to die, that's advice, I s'pose."

Gil chuckles just a little, still watching eagerly, "shut up."

The critique goes on, many falling to the Ice Queen's sharp words along the way. It's not that she has nothing nice to say at all, it's just that the bad seems to always outweigh the good for her.

Sersi and Phastos offer sympathetic smiles and waves; obviously they're used to this.

"Next."

Gil and Druig approach with their trays, a plate for each judge. Druig goes first.

He clears his throat, "I-I've made a confit salmon with swiss chard gelee and potato mousseline."

Sersi smiles brightly at them, showing off what's made her such a darling of the culinary world already. "That's very impressive, Druig!"

"A lot of technique," Phastos murmurs as he takes a bite. "The textures are right, although it's maybe a little soft overall."

Druig nods, taking the criticism at face value, "thank you."

"You have too much to prove."

Gil keeps a careful eye on his tablemate. Druig is stubborn, and younger than the rest of them. She's right, she just doesn't have to say it like that.

Druig stands tall against it, though. He looks the Ice Queen in the eye as he says, "and?"

Thena raises her eyes to him. Gil sees that they're green for the first time. "You've selected the most advanced techniques you've mastered thus far, but as Phastos said, there is no cohesion to the presentation of all of them in one dish. You didn't have to make a mousse of the potatoes--in fact, potatoes are not what I would have served with salmon in the first place."

Druig crosses his arms.

"The salmon is cooked perfectly," Thena says just as cut and dry as the negative stuff. She places her fork down, again, needing only one bite of each element to make her assessment. "It only brings out that, had you leaned into your strengths instead of showcasing your weaknesses, this could be perfect."

Druig has his arguing face on, and Gil almost wonders if he should drag him back from the judging table to cool off. He rolls his eyes, though, going back into his dismissive and pouty shell for the time being. He huffs, "I'll take it."

Gil is left alone as Druig moves back to the table.

Sersi smiles, "and what have you made today?"

"Chicken and dumplings!"

A poor man's dish. Chicken stew with dumplings in it: something that needs no technique to put forth. The whole room is silent, not even trying to hide the overall horror that has descended over them.

Even Sersi strains a little to smile at him as they pull their bowls closer. "How...interesting."

"I know, I know," Gil laughs, watching as Thena draws her spoon up to smell everything. "Just hear me out."

"I made a really quick chicken stock and let it simmer while I was preparing everything else. I made it more ramen style than country chicken soup style, but I also added some cinnamon and star anise to kind of have an element of what makes pho so comforting."

"Then while that was simmering I was roasting some veg with the other half of the carcass. I mashed up and then pan fried some potatoes and there's actually a little something in those dumplings."

"Well, that certainly sounds..." Sersi trails off, looking to her left as she holds a dumpling in hand, "impressive."

Thena is smiling.

She licks her lips as she puts her spoon down, still smiling at the shimmering bowl of broth. She picks up a dumpling and her eyes spark.

"You already know, don't you?" Gil smiles sheepishly. She looks at him as she takes a bite, pulling out the cheese he put in the centre. He snickers at the look on her face. "I made a simple mash and then turned it in to a dough with some flour and a little duck egg for some bite to it. Then I added a little more potato with some butter and the little piece of cheese curd for some chew. Like a-"

"Pierogi."

Phastos pushes his glasses up his nose as Thena utters something that isn't a direct review of the food.

Gil beams, his whole chest swelling with warmth from the inside out. "You order them for lunch all the time, right? You must have made them when you were little."

Thena smiles, taking a second bite of the fried mashed potatoes and their filling. "I did."

Gil celebrates to himself a little, clenching his fist. He looks over his shoulder and gives Druig a big thumb's up.

Thena takes another bite of the soup, too, her lashes fluttering as she savours the small but deliberate spoonful. "Hm."

Gil inches forward.

"It's not...perfect."

The class lets out a collective sigh.

"But," Thena is still smiling, taking a third bite. "I think it's about as close as I've ever had."