#ginger peeling equipment

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Ginger brush peeling machine for test |ginger brush peeling equipment cost

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Ginger brush peeling machine for test in our factory| ginger brush peeling equipment 

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[howtocareforbunnyboys]

"Pumpkin pie" baby food for my ARFID age regressor -- no blender needed 🥧🍠🎃

Equipment:

Knife 🔪

Cutting board

Microwave-safe dish

Plastic wrap

Microwave

Potato masher

Optional: vegetable peeler

Ingredients:

1 large (or 2 small) sweet potato 🍠

2 Tablespoons butter 🧈

Vanilla soy milk, or milk of choice 🥛

Cinnamon

"Pie spice" spice mix (or whatever you have & enjoy of the following: cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, ginger, clove*, mace, star anise) .... (*if using clove, only use a very tiny amount. It's strong!)

Vanilla extract

Honey 🍯

Step 1: peel sweet potato(es), and cut into small chunks. Place into microwave-safe container.

(My cuts were uneven because I was trying out a new knife-holding method recommended by Julia Child, and because it doesn't really matter for this recipe.)

Step 2: Add a little water to the dish, cover with plastic wrap, and microwave until fork-tender*. (For me, this was 8 minutes, with a break to stir in the middle. Smaller cuts will need less time.)

*("Fork-tender" means you can easily pierce the chunks with a fork.)

Step 3: Add butter 🧈, milk 🥛, honey 🍯, and spices, and mash together with the potato masher. Keep adding and stirring until you've achieved a taste and texture that your small one enjoys.

(I forgot to take a photo until 2/3 pouches were filled. Oops).

Step 4: Load into pouches or other serving-sized containers. Bonus points for marking the date and contents (I used dry-erase markers)

These pouches hold a maximum of 7oz, and I filled 3 of them, so I guess this recipe makes roughly 21 oz. (There was some that didn't fit, so it's probably more like 24oz).

[wrestlezaynia]

Hair Pulling.

A/N: This is my first attempt at a hair pulling smut fic, so please be kind. Warning: Must be 18+ to read under cut. Thank you for reading!

Kevin always teases Sami about his hair, when in reality, he secretly loves it. He loves combing his fingers through it, among other things.

It's Kevin's Birthday and despite he and Sami making plans for later that evening, he simply couldn't wait that long. He needed to see him.

Sami's match is next on the card, but there's an intermission. He waits for Sami to round the corner and pulls him into the dimly lit hallway. "Where do you think you're going?" His breath hot against his ear.

Sami's startled at first, but eventually relaxes in Kevin's arms. "Kev, my match is up next." He warns, glancing back at him over his shoulder. "You couldn't wait five minutes?" He asks with an amused grin.

Kevin smirks as he brushes his crimson locks aside to kiss the nape of his neck, breathing in the familiar scent. "Five minutes feels like an eternity." He replies, slipping his hands beneath Sami's shirt to caress his muscular chest. "I decided I'm going to open my present early."

A shiver runs up Sami's spine at the contact, Kevin's holding him so tightly he can feel his erection poking his backside. Knowing better than to reject Kevin's advances, Sami nods, albeit begrudgingly. They weren't exactly concealed, anyone could walk by and catch them in a compromising position. But, then again, that's what made it so intense. The adrenaline coursing through Sami's veins as he pulls down his pants, presenting himself to Kevin. "Okay, but make it fast."

Kevin inhales sharply, he wasn't expecting Sami to be so cooperative. "Damn, baby." He breathes, peeling off his Basketball shorts and letting them pool around his ankles. "Bend over so I can see that pretty little ass of yours." He commands in a low, raspy voice.

Sami obeys, bending over a nearby equipment trunk.

"Bon garçon." Kevin praises Sami, spitting in his hand as a source of lubrication before slathering his cock and entering Sami from behind. Gripping Sami's hips firmly as he starts to move in a steady pace.

"Kev." A soft gasp spills from Sami's lips as Kevin slides his penis deep inside him, arching his back in response. "Feels so good, mon amour."

A smug smirk plays on Kevin's lips, loving the heavenly sounds he's causing his partner to produce as he tangles his fingers in Sami's ginger curls, tugging roughly. "You're so sexy, Sami." He breathes.

A guttural moan erupts from Sami's throat as Kevin pulls on his long tresses, his cries of pleasure echoing down the hall. "Kev, I'm close." He murmurs breathlessly, clinging to the trunk for support.

Kevin releases his grip on Sami's crimson locks and wraps his arms around his slender waist, wanting to hold Sami and feel the warmth of his body as he finds his release. "Cum for me, Sami." He coaxes softly, sliding his free hand down Sami's chiseled abs to grip his cock, stroking his shaft gently but firmly as he feels it twitch in his palm.

"Kev." Sami whimpers in desperation, bucking his hips as Kevin pumps his cock vigorously, his seed spilling onto Kevin's palm and wrist as he slumps over the trunk out of sheer exhaustion.

Now that Sami is satisfied (he always makes sure Sami cums first), it's Kevin's turn and it doesn't take long after hearing Sami whimper his name. He holds Sami close, so close it's as if they're sharing the same body. Kevin thrusts hard and fast, eyes fluttering shut as he fills Sami with his seed. He buries his face in Sami's damp disheveled hair, breathing him in deep as both men fight to catch their breath.

Typically Kevin would cuddle with Sami after making love, listening contently to his heartbeat as he drifts off to sleep but they weren't at home or a hotel. Not only that, but Sami has a match to prepare for!

Once the pair clean themselves off and get dressed, Kevin turns to look at Sami. His flushed face the same shade as his hair, which is tousled and unkempt. An amused grin tugs at Kevin's lips as he proceeds to brush Sami's soft curls. "Are you okay?" He asks softly.

Sami nods, flashing Kevin a weary smile. "Yeah, just a little tired." He admits, a gleam emerging in his honey eyes. "You wore me out, Kev." He adds with a chuckle, standing to his feet to pull Kevin into a tender kiss just as his theme echoes throughout the arena. "It's showtime!"

"Go get 'em, tiger!" Kevin exclaims proudly, giving a playful tap to Sami's backside, watching him enter through the curtain with a spring in his step, knowing he's the one who put it there.

Tagging: @loki69zowens, @wrestlingdespairings, @domripley, @cawcawmotherfker, @thewanderer-000. The stupid tags aren't working again, my apologies to those of you who wanted to be tagged!

[oh-no-my-hand-slipped]

Something New to Study

Length: Medium

Genre: Allergies, Having the Kink

CW: Female genitalia, orgasm

Rating: Mature

Description: Dr. Blaine, an uptight man of science, is beginning a new study on the structures and genetics of different types of local flowers. However, an unfortunate pollen allergy is making it very difficult for him. But there is something else stirring inside him besides frustration - something worth studying in close detail.

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Dr. Blaine turned the fine focus on his microscope with slight, slow adjustments. Between the old equipment and the darkness of the old greenhouse, it was difficult to get a clear image. The most he had been able to get so far was the blurry outline of a wall of plant cells and a few specks of dust that had fallen onto the slide.

Speaking of dust…

Dr. Blaine straightened up, propping his glasses on top of his head and taking a worn handkerchief out of his pocket. His nose hadn’t had any peace since he’d started. But no matter how much he scrubbed and sniffed, he couldn’t manage to focus on the task at hand due to a constant itch that made itself at home in the back of his sinuses.

With a quick swivel of his head to make sure he was alone, Dr. Blaine blew his nose heartily. That seemed to keep his nose at bay, for now. Once he was satisfied, he folded the handkerchief into a tight square and put it back in his front pocket. With a final sniff, he bent down again to look through his microscope.

No sooner had he looked through the lens than the itch came back with a haughty vengeance. Dr. Blaine recoiled, his nostrils flaring.

“What the deh…heh…”

He put a chapped knuckle under his nose. He mustn’t sneeze. But, with the sunlight streaming through the dirty window, he was now keenly aware of the particles floating in the air. Dust had never bothered him before, but now he couldn’t help but -

“hhhhh’CHUH!”

Without any time to unfold his handkerchief, Dr. Blaine buried his nose in his sweater. He groaned, sniffled, and used his handkerchief to wipe the inside of his collar. He blew his nose again, which only served to make him miserably congested.

“Damb by soul,” he murmured, trying to return to his work.

He had barely bent towards his microscope before he was doubled over, leaning on the peeling wall for support.

“HHHH’CCCCHUH! HHHHH’KKSSSHUH!”

The doctor’s gloved hand fell victim to sneeze after sneeze, the latex gleaming with spray. He remained slouched for a moment, trying to gather his bearings. Dr. Blaine panted, wiping his nose on his already ruined gloves.

Once he recovered, he quickly replaced his gloves before circling his microscope, his nose covered with his handkerchief. As a man of science, he ventured to make a hypothesis.

If the dust was making him sneeze, then why did it only seem to get worse around the well-kept, clean lab station? He hadn’t felt a cold coming on - although he did feel a bit flushed. Perhaps that’s what was the matter. He had gone out in the rain the night before to examine the local moss. It wouldn’t surprise him if he simply caught a case of the sniffles.

With a ginger finger, he opened a nearby drawer and procured a small thermometer wrapped in plastic. He unwrapped it and set it under his tongue, keeping the time with his watch and feeling his pulse with two fingers on his wrist. After a minute, he took the thermometer out and examined it.

98.3.

He didn’t have a fever - in fact, he was a bit cooler than usual.

His current theory disproved, threw away the thermometer and returned to a safe distance from the lab station. Dr. Blaine thought, rubbing the bridge of his nose. What else makes a person sneeze?

Animal dander? Pets were strictly forbidden on campus. Light? Though there was a bit of sunlight coming through the window, the rest of the greenhouse was dim. Feathers? Hardly.

Dr. Blaine scanned the room. There were empty soil boxes, a few pots, and rusty tools hanging from the far wall. He turned to his work station.

A new sink, test tubes, a beaker, his microscope, and, of course, his specimens.

His specimens.

The specimens in question were white flowers with pointed petals, sitting in a jar of water to keep them alive for as long as possible. Their anthers were heavy with pollen grains, all the better for studying them. They sat right next to his microscope, the filaments almost touching its stage.

Pollen allergies are very common, especially those who weren’t exposed to it in their youth. And, having been a studious child, Dr. Blaine certainly wasn’t.

But there was only one way to be sure.

He reached over and plucked one of the flowers, a Lillium to be exact, out of the jar. A truly perfect specimen, with six intact petals and fantastic coloration. Dr. Blaine was lucky to find one in such fantastic condition.

He removed his handkerchief and held the flower to his nose, taking a congested sniff.

Immediately, his nostrils quivered, and an all-consuming urge to sneeze overcame him. He grasped the flower in his fist as he tried to keep his inflamed sinuses at bay.

“Fuhuh-! Heh…HEH!”

He pressed his palm to his nose, his eyes filling with tears as more pollen was knocked from the lily’s anthers and into the air. The tip of his nose had become bright yellow.

“D-Damb i-hih-it-!”

He couldn’t control himself. He was completely at the mercy of his sensitive nose, which made him gasp and pant and whine and groan. He could do nothing except bend to its urgent will. Something he fought so vehemently against, and yet so desperately wanted.

Dr. Blaine shuddered at this realization, and something inside him stirred. The ache grew as he hitched and gasped for relief, until, finally, it came.

“HHHHYEESH’CHUUUUUUUH! KSH’CHUH! HTCHHH’CHNXUH!”

Each sneeze exploded out of him. Dropping the flower, he fumbled with his handkerchief, hoping to offer himself at least a shred of dignity. But it was no use. The best he could do was keep the back of his hand close to his nose to catch some of his spraying sneezes before it settled onto the equipment.

After a few minutes, it was finished.

Dr. Blaine sank to the ground, wilting just like the flower next to him. He laid against one of the soil boxes, wheezing. The ache he felt grew into a pounding urge, and he shuddered again.

What did this mean? For once, he didn’t care to guess. He wanted to get right to the experiment.

He stood to his shaking feet, taking another flower from the jar. A large cabinet stood open and empty - supplies were in storage for the summer. He stepped into it and closed the creaking door. The darkness was musky and thick, smelling of soil and rubber.

Sweat rolled down the back of Dr. Blaine’s neck as he reached below his trousers, gasping with pleasure as his fingers rubbed his clit. But he couldn’t finish yet. There was still much to do, if this was to be a proper experiment.

He held the flower to his face, and his nose took over again. He hitched between every moan, trying to foster both sensations as best he could. Tears streamed down his face, and he slid down the inside of the cabinet with his knees bowed.

“H-hah~ Ah~ Snnnf-! H-heh-!”

He was close. So very close. He wanted so very much to feel that familiar wetness pool between his fingers, for his spray to cover the sides of the dented, chipped metal…

There was a loud clanging as he arched his back.

“GYAAAAAAAH’CHUUUUHAAAH~ HAH~ AAAH~”

His vision flashed a brilliant white as he convulsed, his body overcome with the pleasure of a long subdued longing. He held himself against the cabinet, riding out his ecstasy.

Finally, he came dizzily down, panting. He opened one of the doors, letting the cool air bring him back to his senses. After a while, when he could breath again, he was able to stumble to the lab station’s sink and wash his hands, shivering.

“Dr. Blaine!”

Dr. Blaine jumped, and turned to see one of his colleagues standing in the doorway, their eyes wide.

“Er, uh, y-yes?” he stammered, hastily drying his hands on the front of his lab coat.

“Sakes alive, you’re shaking like a leaf!”

Dr. Blaine’s looked down. His hands were indeed shaking, and his teeth chattered.

“Yes, I, er, just…a chill, is all.”

“A chill! You look like you’re burning to a crisp!”

“Ah hah, well…”

His colleague stepped into the lab and put a hand on Dr. Blaine’s shoulder, leading him out out into the hallway.

“You should have told the dean you weren’t feeling well. You’re going to work yourself to death at this rate!”

Dr. Blaine let himself be walked to the quarters, not having any other way to explain his stumbling or shuddering.

“Do you think you can walk back to your room?” his colleague asked.

Dr. Blaine cleared his throat. “Yes, indeed, it was, er, just a spell is all.”

He was hardly able to contain himself. All he could think of was his own personal “experiment.” He could use different flowers, different tools, allergens…!

“Oh dear, you’re getting flushed again. Are you quite sure you’re alright?”

“Yes, yes, I’m alright. Just a bit of rest is all I need. Perhaps it was the heat.”

He walked towards the stairs, then turned back to his colleague, hands tightly behind his back.

“And be sure to prepare the greenhouse for me tomorrow. I’ve made a…ahem…breakthrough.”

[rottingcheng]

The people wish to inquire how you started on the journey of making your own ginger ale and distilling your own lavender essence.

PALLAS this took me forever to answer bc I wanted to do it right. I was gonna take pictures of my process but I fear I'd never get it done. To make ginger ale you need to first make a ginger bug, which is to ginger what yeast is to bread. If you're a visual learner you might prefer this youtube video. Otherwise here are my steps: (I am a very lazy and thrifty person so I rarely go out of my way to buy fancy equipment. Don't feel pressured to buy fancy things! Just use what you have!)

You will need: a bottle¹, nice generous knob of ginger, sugar², AND THAT'S IT!

wash the bottle. boiling is optional if you can be bothered but the ginger bug is so resilient i have tortured it muchly and yet it persists.

wash and chop up the ginger. it doesn't matter what size. i julienne them so they fit into the bottle easily. the skin has the most good bacteria + yeast so don't peel it!³

add about half the ginger to bottle along with roughly same weight in sugar. i never measure but i'd say 8 tablespoons.⁴

add water about 3 quarters of the way. shake it up! then either cover with a cloth or close only slightly to let ginger bug breathe. refrigerate leftover ginger. keep the bottle in a dark place at room temp.⁵

once a day, add 2 tablespoons of chopped ginger and 2 tablespoons of sugar to your bottle and shake.

after 2-5 days you will have a carbonated ginger bug! congrats!!!!!!! you've fostered life and your ginger bug loves you!!!! and i love you!!! yay!!!!

(many recipes dictate you ought to do some boiling but i don't. if you want to be safe with hygiene, bring the mixture just under a boil before pouring into bottle)

what to do now that you've created life

keep your ginger bug closed and refrigerated. 'burp' it at least once a day (open the lid to let air out) to avoid it overflowing.

making ginger ale

you can drink your ginger bug as is, diluted with water, with a shot of coffee, whatever you like! i like to keep my 'mother' ginger bug and create bottles of ginger ale from that source. when my ginger bug gets low, i top her up with water and 2tbsp sugar a day, letting her ferment in a dark place (can be closed or unclosed) for a few days until i notice carbonation return to desired level.

to make a ginger ale, all you need is another bottle filled 1/3rd with your ginger bug. you can top it up with juice or any flavoured tea, as long as there is sugar. i like to muddle fresh fruit with sugar over the stove and add water. when it comes to boil i cut the heat and let it cool before straining into the bottle. i let it ferment in a dark place, closed or unclosed, and add 2tbsp sugar and shake once a day. 2-3 days is good enough.⁷

flavour ideas: earl grey tea, strawberry, mango, anything you like!!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH IF YOU'VE READ THIS FAR! I have truly gained a reputation as the person obsessed with their ginger bug. Me when I personify my ginger bug like it is my precious child and giggle whenever she fizzes happily in response to sugar. It's truly so easy and rewarding, and SUCH an excellent and cheap gift for friends and family. It is also a probiotic so it's good for tums. Though it is very sugary...a good gingery alternative for the sugar-conscious is switchel. And I haven't even gotten started on distilling lavender oil so lemme get to that after!

HAPPY FIZZING!!!!

preferably a flip-top, but i started out with an old twist-top pomegranate juice bottle i got from work. i graduated to flip-top when i found one left behind by previous tenant of my room. flip-top is definitely more convenient and safer but you can just use a twist-top and be careful.

you can use any sugar! this is your baby's food. can also use honey or maple syrup but the flavour won't come thru bc the sugar is being eaten by the bacteria + yeast so it's kind of a waste. you cannot use sweetener.

if you want to be the coolest person ever, keep the skin when you peel your ginger for other uses and feed them to your ginger bug. your ginger bug will love you so much.

add too little? that's okay, just add more if you notice low carbonation. add too much? there will be a lot of carbonation...open over a sink <3 i do get so much delight out of an overflowing bottle. it means your ginger bug is so well fed and happy!

depending on your ginger bug's enthusiasm, i would place something under the bottle in case it spills/leaks a bit.

i've had my ginger bug refrigerated for weeks and continue living, i've also forgotten to burp her for days or weeks at a time and things are fine. don't stress it!

i really am not strict with this. i'm terrible at future planning so oftentimes i bring a bottle that's only fermented one day to a picnic and it's just as delicious. the sugar is being eaten by the bug over time, so over time in the fridge it will become less sweet (i think). less sugar = less carbonation. also you don't necessarily have to strain out the fruits but the fruits will become gross over time.

[a-suspicious-lack-of-bagel]

Smoothie: a very silly treatise

In my opinion, the perfect smoothie has 3 ingredients; these being bananas, milk, and spices. (Perhaps I should have said categories of ingredient!) I have several thoughts to share on this:

1. The equipment. There are many ways to process foods into a mush, and some are marketed specifically for use in smoothification! My personal choice, however, is a stick mixer. It does the job and it's handy for sauces and soups also. In terms of container; I use a tall, cylindrical plastic container (jug? vase? I'm not sure. It's food safe, anyway) with a diameter of about 8cm. If you use a different one, you might end up with more or less milk than I use - but my measuring methods are vague and not particularly repeatable and frankly, who cares.

2. The bananas. Bananas used for smoothie should be bordering on over-ripe. Ideally, they should be past the point where you don't want to take them for lunch (because you know they have insufficient structural integrity to survive your bag); but before the point where you put them in the freezer, thinking (optimistically) that one day they will be used for banana bread. Their role is to provide sweetness and texture. You can use 2, or 3, or however many your heart desires! Peel them, break them in half (they may do this themselves), and put them in the jug/container/whatever.

3. The milk. You can use whatever sort you like! When there's milk in our house, it's usually "light" cow's milk, so I use that. Personally I haven't found a non-dairy milk with a taste I like - because I don't like change, and I assume it would be very hard to get a plant milk to taste EXACTLY like cow's milk. Lactose free would be fine - you're not likely to notice the extra sweetness in something like a smoothie. In terms of amount, I like to mostly cover the bananas and leave about a dollar coin's height of banana sticking out. What's that, 3cm? Probably.

4. The spices. Which ones you use is up to you, but make your ancient ancestors proud. You want to use ground spices - the stick mixer won't grind things for you, and it looks pretty when they go into the milk! I always use chilli; often I also add cinnamon and ginger, paprika can also be good. Don't be afraid of using too much (though don't be excessive) - if your smoothie isn't brown at the end, you could Definitely have added more spices. Without the spices, a banana smoothie is OK - but rather bland. Then again, some people are wierd and don't like flavour in their food. They're wrong, but they're allowed to be wrong. You don't need spices! (But I think they're pretty good).

Now, some things ARE wrong - especially, adding more ingredients. Things you may be tempted to add, and shouldn't:

1. Mango. Why? The texture is viscous enough, the smoothie is sweet enough, and I don't think you're adding much to the flavour. You want a mango smoothie? Make one, don't hijack a banana smoothie.

2. Berries, or any other sort of fruit. See above - if you want those in your smoothie, you're making a different sort of smoothie and should leave the bananas out. As a side note, I'm not a fan of a mango smoothie, and I'd prefer to just eat the component fruits of almost any other smoothie.

3. Chocolate or coffee. They might complement the banana flavour, but again - if you want those in your drink, make a drink where they're the focus.

4. Honey. Why? It's sweet (and thick) enough already from the banana. Use the honey in tea or biscuits or something instead.

5. Oats. Again, why? The texture is perfectly fine already.

6. Any form of extra protein. There are other, yummier ways to get protein if you need it. If you're the sort of person who needs the extra protein in their smoothie, do Not be fooled - a liquid breakfast/post workout will Not sustain you for long enough! Take the time to EAT something, and you'll feel better overall, and food is delicious.

7. Vegetables or vitamins. See above - enjoy your smoothie, enjoy food, and get them somewhere else.

8. Ice. Your drink is a frappé now. By definition, it is no longer a smoothie.

9. Anything else. You surprise and confuse me; but if by some miracle I can eat whatever you're mixing in, I may yet be convinced.

Finally, if your bananas HAVE got to the "freeze them before they smell and make the other fruit go off" stage, or you're adding in frozen banana for whatever reason; remember that frozen banana is stickier than fresh banana! You may want to add more milk to balance this.

I'm sure a lot of people will disagree with me about some of this. That's fine! You're wrong, but you're allowed to be wrong (as long as you don't try to make your Smoothie Abominations near me, or feed them to me). I hope that someone at least finds this half as entertaining as it was to write!

[giggly-squiggily]

HERE ME OUT I YHOUGHT OF THIS WHEN I WAS HALF ASLEEP ON THE BUS

you know the ab massage machine things?

this

kunigami finding out that they have this in the blue lock facility

he tries it on

it gives his abs soft vibrations that are supposed to relax his muscles

BUT LITTLE DID HE KNOW HE WAS TOO TICKLISH

so the soft vibrations TICKLE THE SH*T OUT OF HIM (im joking they would probably just make him giggle a lot but like me fantasize)

him being too giggly to actually turn it off cuz the off button is too small and maybe chigiri overhears him laughing and decides to help him but not after tickling him first HAHAHHAHA

pls i need this as a fic lmao (u don’t have to if u don’t want, i was asleep when i thought about this)

KRJKLEJKREJKRJK Oh my god Slime this is hilarious! RIP Kunigami- some would argue Ego intentionally left those fancy ab machines out just to see who'd use them akjrkjajrke (Why do they lowkey give Tickle Belt from Spongebob vibes though???)

Admittedly I'm too busy to make this a full fledge fic but I'll gladly write you a little dabble! :D I hope you like it!

".....How?"

Kunigami would have given him the whole story. He would have spoken about how he was poking around the equipment room for spare armbands when he stumbled upon these strange ab massagers. He would have laughed with him about jokingly putting it on and hitting the power button cause "Why not?"

He would have done all this had he been able to speak through his fits of giggles.

"Ahehahahhahahaha! Ehehahhahhahaha! C-Chihihihiihgirihihihihi help mhehehehehehhehe!" The ginger cried, doubled over across the workout bench, one arm stretched out to the redhead while the other clawed at the massager, missing the button again and again. It didn't help the ones around his arms tickled his biceps- sending wave after wave of ticklishness across his nerve endings. "It tihihihiihihihickles!"

"Wow, really? You could have fooled me." The redhead barely concealed a smirk, giggling in his hands as he watched his boyfriend squirm and laugh. "Those things are awful- why'd you put it on?"

"I dohohoohohon't know! Hehehehehelp mehehehehheehehhe!"

"Heh, okay okay." Chigiri walked over, kneeling before the giggly ginger. "Looks like we found your kryptonite, superman. Now- how do you turn this off?"

"I thihihihihink thehehere's a buhuhuhutto-Ehehahahahhahaha Nohoohhoohoho noohohohot thehehehehhehere!" Kunigami cackled with a arch when Chigiri's fingers ran along the sides of his stomach, nails scratching against the edge of the massager. "Chihihihihihigihihihihiri!"

"Hold still- it's faster to get it off this way." He shushed him, shaking with barely repressed mirth as Kunigami squealed, cheeks red and eyes squeezed shut. "Wow, and I thought I was bad."

"GEHAHHAHAHHAHAA STAHAHHAHHAAP PLEHAHAHAHHASE!" Kunigami cried, feet kicking against the matted floors as he fisted his hands, banging one against the workout bench. "JUHUUHUHST HIT THE BUUHUHUHUUHTTOHOHOOHON!"

"Where is-oh." There was a click, and then peace. Kunigami wasted no time peeling the machine off his belly, tossing it like it was an overgrown bug. The armbands came next, flying alongside the ab machine. Then he fell backwards, sighing in relief. "Ahaahha..hehehehehehe...heh...thahhank goohohohod."

"Pfft- was it that bad?" Chigiri giggled outright then, shaking his head with soft eyes. Kunigami gave him a halfhearted glare before reaching out, grabbing his boyfriend and pulling him into a backwards hug.

"Absolutely! It felt like this!" He moved fast, shooting his hand up Chigiri's sweatshirt and vibrating his hand over the center of his stomach, earning a wide range of giggly squeaky laughter. "Even worse, it wasn't just there- it was like this!" His other hand came forward to squeeze Chigiri's knee, making him double backwards with a squeal. "Awful isn't it?"

"Kuuhhuuhuuhuhnigahhahahahami, stahhahhahahhaap!"

"Hm..nah, I think I'll keep going." The hero teased, moving back to the redhead's ribs just to hear those sweet soft giggles. "You stood there and watched me suffer for a good minute or two- now I get to tickle you in return!"

Thanks for reading!

[miss-kittys-kombucha-log]

So I wanted to do a post sharing some of my easy brewing hacks.

I was having a chat to my therapist about health problems and chronic fatigue, and how much it fucks with your life - and he pointed out that a common problem for people with CFS, is that you have so little energy available each day that you use it all up doing the things you HAVE to do, and so you never do any of the things you WANT to do. By default, your life becomes an endless cycle of chores & recovery, with zero fun or recreation. And it really messes with your mental health. So it's incredibly important to make a conscious effort keep some fun and creativity in your life (without sapping too much of your energy!)

The great thing about brewing is kombucha follows it's own timetable. When it's ready, it's ready - time to brew! So it forces me to devote some time and energy to something that I really enjoy.

But brewing can be quite physically demanding if you're already running on half a tank - so I've been fine tuning my processes to make things more manageable.

The first thing I did was turn brewing day, into 2 days.

On day 1, I do all the prep. Chop fruit, clean equipment, filter water - that kind of stuff. Then on day 2 I flavour the F2 and make the next F1.

(This is tip that's probably only relevant to other spoonies. When I was fit n well, extending the tasks over two days wouldn't have seemed like a better way to do things!)

Next, I started using frozen fruit.

I have a whole drawer in my freezer, just for booch ingredients. That way I have all the fruit I need ready to go. It's already cleaned, peeled, and chopped, so all I have to do is defrost.

(this is also why I repeat the same 5 or 6 fruits over & over 😊 - there's a limited selection of frozen fruit at my local supermarket!)

And recently, I've started preparing and freezing other ingredients ahead of time.

There are a bunch of ingredients I like to use on a regular basis (that I can't buy ready-made) so whenever I have a few extra spoons, I prep & freeze them in batches

I've got my chillies sliced, my ginger & turmeric grated, and my citruses juiced 😁. That way if I'm having a low energy day, or a brew catches me by surprise, I've got everything I need on hand.

... I also bought myself a benchtop dishwasher (perfect if you're a renter like me) which has made the post-brew clean up so much easier!

[twofrontteethstillcrooked]

Moment of true happiness: 6 Nov. Destiel Month

s9 au, human Cas, deancas ust

The apples piled in the big metal bowl made a fetching still life, their green and mottled red skins a mirror to the leaves on the maple trees Cas knew were lining the streets of Lebanon. He hated to peel away the vibrant, cheerful colors. The recipe didn't say anything about the skins being poisonous, or even annoying. He ignored the peeling edict. 

He also discovered, quickly, that he didn't enjoy cubing anything. Who wanted to eat a mouthful of little cubes? Surely the apples would be soft by the time they were being consumed, but cubes still didn't seem appealing. He cut the apples through their cores and then made thin, or thinner, wedges of them. He liked the look of that.

He did remember to turn on the oven around the time he was slicing a lemon in half. The bunker oven tick-tick-ticked at him, like a scolding teacher. The lemon squirted juice onto his face, rudely, as he tried to douse the apple slices to keep them from turning a sad, bruised hue. He wiped off his cheek and tossed the slices with his hands, which is how he realized he had a papercut on one knuckle. 

Cas hissed and went to rinse his stinging finger in the sink.

Next, sugar. The recipe called for white sugar. In the sugar canister, only a half a cup remained. He'd make up the rest with brown sugar. Or would he… The brown sugar he took from the large shelving unit near the door seemed to be a solid brick in a plastic bag. When he dropped it on the counter, it thumped strongly and a skillet hanging above the counter dove off the rack as if fleeing a bombing. Cas broke a large chunk of the brown sugar into the apple bowl and poked it repeatedly with a fork; the chunk somewhat came apart, looking a lot like a toppled sand castle.

The recipe said ginger, nutmeg, and allspice were essential ingredients. Cas found cinnamon and guessed a sprinkling or three would be acceptable. The recipe said to add a fourth of a teaspoon of salt. Cas threw in two pinches, which were probably close enough. He flopped in a little flour and then a little more for good measure; the bag said the flour had expired almost a year ago but he didn't smell anything strange or see any bugs. He stirred everything in the bowl with a large wooden spoon and ignored the trickle of sweat inching between his shoulder blades.

Taking one of the pre-made pie crusts out of its box and unfolding it into a glass pie plate was one of the most nerve wracking moments of Cas's long life. The softened crust drooped disconcertingly like the hide of an animal. He patted it down and shuddered. He scraped the apples into the crust, shook them into a single layer, and unfolded the second pie crust on top.

He would have to keep touching the unsettling dough if he wanted to, as the recipe recommended, "flute the edges prettily." He used a fork to smush the edges together and found the little lines the tines made pleasing.

Cas made three cuts in the top crust, right in the center like a star or – and he thought this was charming – a cross-section of an apple. He put the plate in the oven and set a timer for fifteen minutes, which was when a necklace of aluminum foil would need to be placed around the edge of the crust, ergo he had fifteen minutes to find the aluminum foil.

He let out a long, shaky breath of relief.

Ten minutes later, he was halfway to genuine grief: if there was aluminum foil in this cursed kitchen, he had yet to see it with his own eyes, and he'd rummaged through every bin, drawer, and shelf five times already. He was kneeling on the floor, scrabbling through a cabinet full of dubiously dinged-up Men of Letters era pots and pans and lab equipment, when Dean yelled, "Holy shit are you baking a pie?" and surprised Cas so badly Cas banged his head on the cabinet door.

"Fuck, sorry, man," Dean said at a normal volume as he dove down to join Cas on the floor. His palm was as cold as an ice cube as he placed it on Cas's forehead. His other hand gripped Cas at the shoulder and he was looking into Cas's face like he expected to find a gaping wound. 

"I think I'm all right," Cas said, sitting back on his heels. 

"Yeah, you're good; no bleeding." Dean gave him a sheepish grin and lowered his hands with what seemed like reluctance. "What're you looking for?"

Cas sighed. "Aluminum foil."

"Kevin or Sam might have the roll. They've been up to something they think can help us track Gadreel." Dean glanced up at the stove. "You're making pie though?" His eyes were amazingly green.

Cas ignored the clench of his heart and started to climb to his feet. Dean helped him up and stood very near, as though worried Cas's skull was more damaged than initially assumed. 

"I saw a recipe and thought it sounded simple enough." Cas hoped his face didn't look as warm as it felt. "I wanted to contribute to the household."

Dean's smile was like a kid's, genuine and full of light. "You already have been, but don't let me stop you from expanding your roster." He seemed happy to keep looking at Cas. "Next time, I want in on the action."

"Help me find the aluminum foil and you can help this time." Cas took a chance at not breaking eye contact, even though he wasn't quite sure why saying something innocuous felt…coy.

"Sure," Dean said easily and took Cas's hand, like leaving the kitchen's safety required a buddy system.

Maybe lots of things did. Cas let himself be pulled along; by the time they located the roll of foil on a library table beside two rabbit skulls and a vial of crushed banshee teeth, he was gratified to note that Dean's hand was much warmer than it had been earlier.

The pie turned out to be edible. Kevin, Sam, and Cas each ate one piece, and Dean ate three. Cas wondered if Dean would taste of spice and apple and hoped nothing of the wondering showed on his expression.

(Later, he conceded it must have. But being softly kissed by Dean was well worth the failure.)

[katp4ws]

"Secret Santa" a funky Oscha fic

Words= 1201 Constance and Ocean are green, Mischa and Noel are red, Ricky is purple and Penny is pink Prompts used:   1. drinking hot cocoa 2. “How’d you fit a reindeer in the apartment?” 3. Secret Santa

No one’s Point of View 

It was a cold winter day in Mischa’s basement, the air conditioner was broken, and the choir were huddled up together for warmth in Mischa’s basement. They were talking about the holidays and such. “Mischa- How’d you fit a reindeer in your house?” Constance asked, looking at Mischa curiously.  

“It’s a little Christmas gift for my adopted parents” Mischa responded, chuckling earnestly. “Only you could have a reindeer in your house, Mischa” Ricky signed. “I love the reindeer; he makes good company” The Ukrainian added and chuckled once more, “Actually! Your deer is a female deer!” Ocean exclaimed, a bit too loudly. 

“Keep it down, Ginger! My parents are right upstairs!” Mischa scowled and glared at the short ginger. “Right, Sorry” Ocean apologized and pulled up her phone awkwardly, scrolling through various stuff in her phone. 

“But what do you mean by that Spock is a female deer?” The brunet questioned and looked at the ginger with a slight soft gaze. “Well, Female deer are primarily known for keeping their antlers during the winter!” Ocean explained. “So that means Spock here is a Sylvia or whatever a female Spock is” Ocean added happily with a slight blush painting her face. 

“Wait- How do you know who Sylvia is?” Penny asked, looking at the ginger. “Anyways, enough about Star whatever movie you’re talking about, Let’s do the secret Santa!” Noel exclaimed with a low tone; The choir all nodded in agreement. 

“The gifts are under the- tree?” Mischa said in a slightly confused tone, pointing towards the small tree provided by Constance who had placed the tree there. “How did you put that there without my parents seeing it?” The tall brunet questioned; Constance patted his back softly “A magician never tells their secret” The raven-haired girl responded. 

“You’re a witch?” Mischa questioned in disbelief looking at his friend. “What? No! I just had it in my bag!” Constance responded immediately with a worry look plastered on her face. “Let’s start with the youngest!” The Ed Sheeran Kinnie suggested. “The ginger is finally suggesting something right” The brunet Ukrainian murmured and sipped on his hot cocoa. 

“Wait, Aren’t you the youngest, carrot top?” Mischa questioned and looked at Ocean, “Why yes, I am! So, I will be taking my gift first!” The ginger exclaimed happily, walking over to grab her gift which was neatly wrapped with green wrapping paper and a pretty orange bow. 

Ocean then walked back to her seat which she was seated next to Constance and Noel, She then gently unwrapped the bow and then slowly peeled the wrapping paper off that revealed a green sweater and a Billy Joel album, “I love these!!” The ginger exclaimed happily and hugged Constance excitedly, “Woah why are you hugging me?” The raven-haired girl questioned, 

“Weren’t you my secret Santa?” Ocean asked looking at Constance with a confused stare, “Nope! Our secret Santa’s will be revealed at the end” The raven-haired baker explained, with a soft smile. “Alright. Who’s next?” The Ukrainian brunet interrupted, “Ooh! I’m next!” Constance said happily and stood up, quickly running back and forth to get her gift. 

The baker’s gift was wrapped with some sort of paper from a book, “Oh my gosh!” Constance exclaimed and giggled. “What’s up with the janky wrapping paper?” Penny questioned and looked at the gift with interest. “The wrapping paper are pages from Twilight!” The raven-haired girl explained and quickly opened her gift excitedly. The gift had baking equipment in it, 

“Oh my gosh baking equipment!” Constance exclaimed happily and hugged the baking equipment with glee, “I’m next!” Mischa said excitedly and rushed over to tree and decided to grab the remaining gifts that were left, He gently placed the rest in the middle of the group and sat back down next to Constance and Penny. 

The brunet Ukrainian quickly unwrapped his gift to reveal a microphone, “It’s the-the microphone! THE microphone!” Mischa exclaimed in excitement, “This is amazing!” The brunet said happily. A muffled “Keep it down, boy!” could be heard upstairs, “Ricky this should be yours” The pig-tailed brunette handed over Ricky a gift with space wrapping paper. 

“Thanks, Penny!” The space bachelor signed and quickly opened his gift excitedly, revealing a life-sized cat plushie. “This is the best thing ever” Ricky signed and flapped his hands in excitement, hugging the cat plushie. “Penny! This is yours” Ocean spoke and handed Penny her gift which was wrapped with lion wrapping paper. 

“Oooh! I wonder what this could be!” The brunette said in excitement and unwrapped her gift which revealed a crocheted quilt. “Oooh! A blanket!” Penny exclaimed happily, “Quilt actually” Ricky signed and smiled, “Awh! I love it! Thank you so much to my secret santa!” The brunette said happily and hugged her quilt. “Huh. Saving the best for last I see” Noel said and grabbed his gift or well bag. 

“Oooh! Make up! I needed a new blush!” The drama queen exclaimed happily and hugged his bag. “And thanks, I guess to my secret Santa too,” Noel joked and smiled. “Is it now time to reveal who got who?” Ocean asked and looked at the group. “Yeah, I think now is a good time” Ricky signed and nodded. 

“Well. I got Ricky so; you’re welcome for the cat” The ginger said and grinned. “I got Penny” Constance commented and smiled, which prompted Penny to tackle Constance into a hug. “I got Ocean. You’re welcome for the sweater and album” Mischa muttered, a faint blush appearing on his cheeks. 

“I got Mischa! Constance told me about the microphone” Ricky signed and smiled. “You truly are the best at giving gifts!” The Ukrainian brunet exclaimed happily. “I got Noel!” The pig-tailed brunette exclaimed and smiled happily, looking over to Noel. “Thank you, Pen! I needed a new blush” The raven-haired boy spoke and smiled softly.  

“And I got Constance. Mischa told me about your newest interest in Twilight” Noel said and grinned. “Thanks Noel! And thanks Mischa.” Constance replied sending Mischa a glare. “It’s getting kind of late,” Ricky signed and looked at the group. ” I can drive a few of us home” Constance suggested, and the choir agreed. 

The group got ready to leave all heading up the stairs with Mischa at the front, “Let’s just be quiet” The Ukrainian brunet spoke and opened the door to lead his friends out of his basement and house. “Thanks so much for hosting the secret Santa, Mischa!” The raven-haired girl exclaimed and smiled. “Yeah, no problem” Mischa responded and smiled slightly. 

“Hey, Mischa? Uhm thanks for the sweater and album... That was sweet of you to give me that” Ocean muttered and looked up at the brunet. “Yeah, it wasn’t really a problem” Mischa responded and looked down at the ginger. Ocean nodded and quickly leaned in to give him a peck on the cheek. “Bye, Mischa!” The Ed Sheeran Kinnie exclaimed and ran off to get into Constance’s car. 

“Yeah... Bye” Mischa muttered and blinked a few times. ” What the fuck” The Ukrainian brunet muttered. 

[insomniiyac]

A Lesson To Remember

Ekko learns a painful lesson on what happens when you fuck with the Zaun Kingpin. (Done for Dead Dove Kinktober last month ‼️ Minors dni or you will be blocked ‼️)

Characters: Ekko, Silco, Jinx

Warnings: noncon, figging, torture, humiliation, dark content, PWP

Word count: 1.2k words

Ekko stood alone in the underwater base, blindfolded, gagged with his hands tied up, suspended by rope. His feet hardly touched the ground, forcing him to stand on his tiptoes to retain his balance and footing.

After successfully destroying many Shimmer factories and interrupting its tradepaths with the Firelights, Silco finally had enough and decided to strike the heart of group- Ekko.

In a drug bust gone bad, Ekko managed to get himself knocked out and kidnapped. And now he had no idea where he was nor where any of his Firelights were. It was eerily quiet, though his ears can pick up the faint sound of swishing water and an odd pressure in his lungs. It suggested to him that he was somewhere underground. This he knew for certain.

Doom!

He hears a metal door open and close followed by footsteps that were deliberately getting closer.

“Hello, Firelight.”

Ekko tries to respond, but it only comes out muffled due to the cloth gag.

Silco stops before him, hand on hip.

“Go on, speak,” He reaches forward to untie the gag.

“Silco.”

If he wasn’t blindfolded, he would be shooting daggers at him by now.

The man snorts, amused.

“You look less intimidating without your equipment. Didn’t expect you to be so…,” he looks him up and down. “Small.”

“Well I didn’t expect your breath to smell like shit,” he shoots back.

Silco lets out a hearty laugh. Cute kid.

“You’re a funny one,” he paces behind Ekko and unravels the blindfold. I see why Jinx took a liking to you.” He pauses. “That’s a problem.”

Ekko blinks, getting adjusted to his newfound vision. It was close to what he predicted- an underground lab (though in his case, they were underwater).

“So what are you gonna do about it?”

Silco pauses, putting the blindfold over his arm and strolls over to his table, reaching for a glass jar filled with what appeared to be ginger.

“Tell me, Firelight, have you ever heard of figging?”

“Can’t say I have.”

He opens the jar and pulls out a peeled ginger root, holding it up.

“This is ginger. Goes in your anus. Makes it burn,” his eyes shift to the root. “Was a method used as punishment toward female slaves back in Ancient Greece. The effect reaches its maximum after two to three minutes and persists for about half an hour. And would you like to know the best part?”

Ekko was almost scared to ask, but he couldn’t help but ponder:

“…What’s the best part?”

“The more you tighten, the more intense the sensation,” he shifts it into the palm of his hand and saunters towards his captive.

Realizing what was about to happen, he does his best to evade his touch, struggling in vain against the rope.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. This whole area is surrounded by my henchmen. You’re alone here- perfect for an ambush-“

“Fuck you! You’re not laying a finger on me!”

“Settle down, boy. Don’t wanna make things messy, do we?”

“The only thing that’s gonna be messy is your face when I fuck you up!”

He simply tuts, deftly unclasping his pants and yanking down his joggers. Goosebumps rise from the boy’s flesh upon the exposure to the cool air. Without hesitation, he yanks down his underwear as well, fully exposing Ekko’s bottom half.

Silco leans forward, caressing his thighs and ass with his wiry hands.

Ekko shoots him a glare, hyperventilating out of anger and anxiety. He had him right here! He could take him out if he was freed! However, this man was clearly not taking him seriously, especially with the way he was fondling him.

He was disgusted, repulsed.

After enough teasing, Silco dips down and lifts one of Ekko’s legs.

“Be a good boy and I’ll let you walk out in one piece,” he whispers.

Ekko scowls. He hated this… he hated everything about this. But he couldn’t get him back if he was dead.

“…Fine.”

“Smart decision,” he tightens his grip on his leg as he pushes the ginger into his hole, drawing out a hiss from the other.

“Ngh!” Ekko’s leg trembled from the instant it penetrated his sensitive bits, the intense burning shooting up his lower back.

“Don’t clench,” he warns. “It’ll just hurt more,” he wriggles it around and Ekko does exactly what he anticipates- clenching around the small root.

The sensation grew more intense and Ekko had to fight not to cry in front of him.

“Does it hurt?”

He finally relaxes his muscles, trying his hardest not to further cause any more pain to his tender asshole.

“Ha… didn’t even break a sweat- AH!?”

The kingpin firmly slaps his ass, leaving an angry, discolored handprint. Ekko instinctively clenches on impact, intensifying the burn.

“Fuckkkk!!” He lets out a pained sob.

“I told you not to clench, boy,” he smirks, those sick words rolling off his tongue in such a mocking manner.

He didn’t even have the strength to scowl at him for it was torturous.

Silco winds a hand back again. Ekko had to make a choice- either he clenches and brace himself for impact and risk intensifying the effects of the figging or allow himself to be spanked and spare him the pain from within.

He chooses the latter.

His hand connects with his ass and he bites his lip, stifling a yelp.

The kingpin chuckles. “Ah… now you’re getting it.”

Spank! Spank! Spank!

Ekko stands there, taking hit after hit after hit. He’s probably wanted to do this for a long time.

“Fucking Firelight brat.”

Spank!

“Wasting my fucking money.”

Spank!

“I should fucking kill you.”

Spank! Spank! CRACK!

Ekko finally clenches again, his back arching uncomfortably. He yelps, hot wet tears coating his cheeks. His body shakes violently, trying to free himself from those restraints.

“You're not going anywhere, not until I deem it fit,” he reaches down and slowly pulls out the ginger root, just until the tip before violently shoving it in.

Ekko screams, every muscle in his body tensing from the pain. Silco leans forward and snakes a hand to the boy’s half-hard manhood, sweetly stroking the shaft.

“Everything I’ve done for this city, I’ve done for brats like you,” he whispers, his other hand gently working its way underneath his shirt. “I give you opportunities much unlike Vander did for the Lanes. To be great, and strong.”

He stifles a moan. The burn with Silco’s attentive touches was fucking with his head. He hated it.

“It’s a shame we never got to see eye to eye before this. Jinx told me a lot about you. You’re a brilliant boy.”

Ekko opens his mouth to speak, but the dryness of his throat didn’t allow him to speak words… only a croak.

“You miss her, don’t you… Ekko?”

Another tear runs down his cheek. Unbeknownst to him, the mere mention of her made his cock rock solid beneath Silco’s touch. He didn’t want to… it was humiliating!

“It’s okay. You’ll see her sooner than you think.”

“Oh boy! Is it finally my turn to play with him?”

Jinx waltzes in from the back door, her twin braids bouncing jovial.

“He’s all yours.”

[themediocregatsby17-blog]

Braised Short-Rib stew

Time: 3.5 hours

Equipment requirements: Pressure cooker (Or Dutch oven/slow cooker)

Yields: 4-6 servings

Ingredients:

4 pounds of bone-in short ribs

1 Small bunch scallions, trimmed and roughly chopped

1 1/2 cups of soy sauce

1/4 Cup of freshly chopped ginger

1 small, yellow onion; roughly chopped

1/2 cup of garlic cloves, peeled

1/2 cup of granulated sugar

1/2 cup mirin

1/2 cup orange juice

1/2 cup apple juice

1 cup taro; peeled and cut into large dice (as you would with potatoes in a stew)

1 cup carrots, peeled and cut into large dice

1 cup butternut squash, peeled and cubed

Steps:

Put short ribs in bowl, cover with water. Drain and discard water. Repeat twice. Remove short ribs from the bowl, score them diagonally across the top of the meat, return ribs to bowl and rinse thoroughly again. Remove and pat dry.

In a blender or food processor, combine: Scallions, soy sauce, ginger, onion, garlic, sugar, mirin, orange juice, and apple juice. Pulse to a purée.

Put purée sauce in pressure cooker, add 2 cups of water and stir. Add ribs. Select the “slow cook” option on high heat and set for 2 hours (you can also cook on low for 7-8 hours overnight, if easier).

Add vegetables and then simmer for 30 minutes or so. Meat should easily fall off the bone by the end.

Notes:

This is serious a solid party hit. It tastes good over rice or cooked Udon noodles. Served it for our friends at a game night in October 2024, Aurora cooked it so it garnered many high compliments.

[thedailydigestcmc]

Ginger Shots Recipe

Ingredients:

- 1 cup fresh ginger root (about 4-6 inches)

- 1 lemon (juiced)

- 1-2 tablespoons honey or maple syrup (optional)

- 1-2 cups water

- A pinch of cayenne pepper (optional)

Equipment:

- Juicer or blender

- Fine mesh strainer or cheesecloth

- Measuring cup

- Small glass bottles or shot glasses

Instructions:

1. Prepare the Ginger

- Wash the ginger root thoroughly to remove any dirt.

- Peel the ginger using a vegetable peeler or the back of a spoon.

2. Juicing the Ginger

-Cut the ginger into smaller pieces and feed them into the juicer to extract the juice.

-Chop the ginger into small pieces, add 1-2 cups of water, and blend until smooth.

3. Strain the Mixture

- If you used a blender, pour the blended mixture through a fine mesh strainer or cheesecloth into a bowl to separate the juice from the pulp. Squeeze to extract as much juice as possible.

4. Add Lemon Juice

- Measure out the ginger juice and add the juice of one lemon. Stir well.

5. Sweeten (Optional)

- If you prefer a sweeter shot, add honey or maple syrup to taste. Mix until dissolved.

6. Add Spice (Optional)

- For an extra kick, sprinkle in a pinch of cayenne pepper and mix well.

7. Pour into Containers

- Use small glass bottles or shot glasses to pour the ginger shot mixture.

8. Refrigerate

- Store the ginger shots in the refrigerator for up to one week. Shake well before consuming.

9. Serve

Take a shot of the ginger mixture in the morning for an invigorating boost!

Tips:

- Start with smaller amounts if you're new to ginger shots, as they can be quite potent.

- You can adjust the quantities based on your taste preferences or add other ingredients like turmeric for added health benefits.

Enjoy your homemade ginger shots!

Skill-based // Shaiyne Colonia

Image from Google

The Daily Digest

[familygarden25]

Conquering the Chennai Heat: Healthy Smoothie Recipes with Home-Delivered Fruits

The Chennai sun blazes, and the urge for a refreshing, healthy pick-me-up intensifies. Look no further than the vibrant world of smoothies! With the convenience of fruits home delivery Chennai, whipping up a delicious and nutritious smoothie is easier than ever. This comprehensive recipe collection equips you with a variety of options to tantalize your taste buds and keep you cool throughout the year.

Understanding the Power of Fruits: A Rainbow of Flavors and Nutrients

Fruits are nature's candy, packed with vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants. When blended into smoothies, they create a delicious and easily digestible way to incorporate these essential nutrients into your diet. Here's a breakdown of some popular Chennai fruits and their health benefits:

Mango: This tropical treasure trove is a rich source of vitamin A and C, vital for healthy vision and immunity.

Banana: A powerhouse of potassium and fiber, bananas promote heart health and digestive regularity.

Pineapple: This tangy fruit boasts bromelain, an enzyme that aids digestion and reduces inflammation.

Watermelon: Nature's hydrator, watermelon is packed with water and electrolytes, perfect for beating the Chennai heat.

Papaya: Rich in vitamin C and papain, an enzyme that aids protein digestion, papaya promotes gut health.

Berries (Strawberry, Blackberry): These antioxidant superheroes fight free radicals and protect your cells.

Apple: A classic for a reason, apples provide fiber and vitamin C for overall health.

Pomegranate: This jewel-toned fruit boasts anti-inflammatory properties and supports cardiovascular health.

Sapota (Chikoo): A good source of fiber and vitamin B6, sapota promotes healthy digestion and nervous system function.

Grapes: Packed with antioxidants, grapes support brain health and cognitive function.

Building the Perfect Smoothie: A Blend of Flavor and Function

The beauty of smoothies lies in their versatility. Here's a guide to create the perfect blend for your needs:

Fruit Base: This forms the foundation of your smoothie. Choose a single fruit or combine several for a flavor explosion.

Liquids: Water, coconut water, or plant-based milk (almond, soy) provide the base liquid and influence the consistency. Use chilled liquids for a refreshing drink.

Boosters: Add a scoop of protein powder for a post-workout boost, spinach or kale for a green kick, or chia seeds for extra fiber and healthy fats.

Sweeteners: If needed, add a touch of honey, natural maple syrup, or a ripe banana for sweetness.

Let's Get Blending: A Collection of Chennai-Inspired Smoothie Recipes

Now, let's dive into the delicious world of home-delivered fruit smoothies, perfect for the Chennai climate:

1. The Tropical Escape:

1 cup chopped mango

1/2 cup chopped pineapple

1/2 cup frozen banana chunks

1 cup coconut water

Handful of fresh mint leaves (optional)

This vibrant smoothie captures the essence of Chennai's tropical vibe. The sweetness of mango and banana is balanced by the tang of pineapple, while coconut water adds a refreshing touch. Mint leaves provide a cooling sensation, perfect for a hot Chennai day.

2. The Energizer:

1 cup mixed berries (frozen or fresh)

1/2 cup chopped apple

1 scoop vanilla protein powder

1 cup almond milk

1 tablespoon chia seeds

This power-packed smoothie is ideal for a pre-workout boost or a quick and healthy breakfast. The combination of berries and apple provides a burst of antioxidants, while protein powder and chia seeds keep you feeling fuller for longer.

3. The Immunity Booster:

1 cup chopped papaya

1/2 cup chopped orange

1/2 cup chopped carrots

1 cup water

1 inch fresh ginger (peeled)

This sunshine-colored smoothie is a powerhouse of vitamins and minerals. Papaya and orange are rich in vitamin C, while carrots add beta-carotene for healthy vision. Ginger provides a warming kick and anti-inflammatory benefits.

4. The Classic Cooler:

1 cup seedless watermelon chunks (frozen)

1/2 cup chopped cucumber

1/4 cup fresh lime juice

1 cup water

This quintessential summer cooler is perfect for beating the buy fruits online Chennai heat. Watermelon's high water content hydrates you, while cucumber adds a refreshing coolness. A squeeze of lime adds a zesty touch, making this a truly thirst-quenching drink.

5. The Heart-Healthy Delight:

1 cup chopped pomegranate

1 cup chopped beetroot (cooked or steamed)

1/2 cup chopped banana

1 cup unsweetened plain yogurt

1/4 cup pomegranate juice

This vibrant smoothie is a delicious way to promote heart health. Pomegranate and beetroot are rich in antioxidants that protect your cardiovascular system. Banana adds natural sweetness, while yogurt provides a creamy texture and a probiotic boost.

6. The Brain Booster:

1 cup chopped grapes (frozen)

1/2 cup chopped spinach

1/2 cup chopped walnuts

1 cup almond milk

1 tablespoon flaxseed meal

This smoothie supports cognitive function and brain health. Grapes are packed with antioxidants that protect brain cells, while spinach provides essential vitamins and minerals. Walnuts contribute healthy fats, and flaxseed meal is a good source of omega-3 fatty acids, both beneficial for brain function.

7. The Creamy Delight:

1 cup chopped sapota (chikoo)

1/2 cup chopped avocado

1 cup plant-based milk (cashew or oat)

1 tablespoon honey (optional)

This indulgent smoothie offers a creamy and satisfying treat. Sapota provides natural sweetness and fiber, while avocado adds healthy fats and a rich texture. Plant-based milk creates a creamy base, and honey (optional) adds a touch of sweetness.

8. The Post-Workout Refresher:

1 cup mixed greens (spinach, kale)

1/2 cup chopped pineapple

1 scoop protein powder (chocolate or vanilla)

1 cup water

Handful of ice cubes (optional)

This post-workout smoothie helps with muscle recovery and replenishes electrolytes. Leafy greens provide essential vitamins and minerals, while pineapple adds a touch of sweetness and aids digestion. Protein powder helps rebuild muscle tissue, and water or ice cubes create a refreshing consistency.

Conclusion: A Smoothie for Every Occasion

With the convenience of online fruits online chennai, whipping up a delicious and nutritious smoothie is a breeze. Experiment with these recipes, explore different flavor combinations, and discover the perfect smoothie for every occasion. From a refreshing pick-me-up to a post-workout refueler, there's a smoothie waiting to be blended and enjoyed. So, embrace the bounty of Chennai's fresh fruits, conquer the heat with a cool and healthy smoothie, and keep your body thriving all year long!