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[luckystorein22]

Spice Up Your Dishes with Gochujang: Discover the Flavors of Chilli Hot Pepper Paste!

Looking to add a burst of flavor and a touch of heat to your dishes? Look no further than Gochujang! This vibrant Korean ingredient has gained popularity around the world for its unique taste and versatility. In this article, we'll explore the wonders of gochujang, a chili hot pepper paste that can take your culinary creations to the next level. Get ready to tantalize your taste buds and embark on a flavor-packed journey!

What is Gochujang?

Gochujang (pronounced go-choo-jang) is a traditional Korean condiment that has been used for centuries. It is a thick, sticky paste made from red chili peppers, fermented soybeans, glutinous rice, and salt. The combination of these ingredients gives gochujang its complex and robust flavor profile, with a perfect balance of spiciness, sweetness, and umami.

Flavorful and Versatile:

One of the reasons gochujang has gained immense popularity worldwide is its incredible versatility. Its unique flavor adds depth to a wide range of dishes, from traditional Korean cuisine to fusion recipes. Gochujang can be used as a marinade for grilled meats, a base for stews and soups, a dipping sauce for dumplings, or even as a condiment to enhance the flavor of burgers, tacos, and sandwiches. The possibilities are endless!

Taste Experience:

When you taste gochujang, you'll encounter a delightful symphony of flavors. The initial kick of spiciness from the chili peppers is balanced by a natural sweetness derived from the fermented soybeans and rice. The fermentation process adds depth and complexity, resulting in a rich umami taste that lingers on your palate. The combination of heat, sweetness, and umami creates a flavor experience that is truly unforgettable.

Where to Find Gochujang:

Gochujang is becoming increasingly accessible, and you can find it in many grocery stores, both online and offline. Look for it in the international or Asian section of your local supermarket, or visit an Asian grocery store for a wider variety of options. Additionally, many online retailers offer gochujang in various brands and heat levels, allowing you to explore different flavor profiles according to your preference.

Experimenting with Gochujang:

Now that you have gochujang in your pantry, it's time to get creative! Start by adding a spoonful to your stir-fries or sautéed vegetables for a spicy kick. Mix it into your marinades for meats, tofu, or seafood to infuse them with a depth of flavor. You can even create your own gochujang-based sauces by combining it with ingredients like soy sauce, garlic, ginger, or honey. Let your imagination run wild and discover new and exciting taste combinations.

Conclusion:

Gochujang is a true gem of Korean cuisine that has captured the hearts (and taste buds) of food enthusiasts worldwide. Its distinctive flavors, ranging from spicy to sweet and savory, make it a versatile ingredient that can elevate any dish. So, don't hesitate to embrace the wonders of gochujang and embark on a culinary adventure filled with exciting and delicious flavors!

[hogmilked]

i have enough pasta, broth and cheese to make one more pot of gochujang broccoli mac and cheese before i can’t make anymore til payday. my god i’m going treat mode tonight

[skzftw]

Riches and Rages - Part 2

Here's part 1

Word count: 1.9k

Sypnosis: You were married to a poor guy called Hyunjin. He took the marriage a bit too serious than you.

Genre: angst fluff smut (18+ imagine)

Warning: husband!hyunjin, wife!reader, wild!hyunjin, early sex, hungry

He gave you one plate of spaghetti with tomato sauce.

"Made for you."

You stayed quiet. Made for me?

You took a try on the spagetti that he made. It tasted good for this kind of face.

He banged his glass of water down to eat his plate of spagetti.

"1000 dollar," you spoke up.

"What?"

"For sexual harassing me"

He ate one bite from his plate. "I thought we are married."

"Don't remind me of this!"

It suddenly rained and made it difficult to hear each other's voice. It thundered too.

"So what are we going to do with the bed. Do you want to sleep together with me or seperate?"

You couldn't hear what he said at all. "What, sex again?"

"No, whether if you want  to sleep with me or seperate."

"Let's seperate."

He looked at you confused. "If you want."

You drank the water from the glass. Then you left the table without eating the spagetti. "It wasn't good."

He looked after where you going.

"Mmh... and what do you want to do now?"

You went to the master bedroom as Hyunjin follows you. He also had not finished his plate. "Let's watch television together then..."

"Why we must do everything 'together'?"

"It's just discipline."

You almost took your clothes off. You hide your physical body from Hyunjin.

He laughed. "Nevermind."

He turned on the television in the master bedroom and the air conditioner too. He sat down the edge of the bed and watched television.

"I thought we will sleep separately."

"Oh, oops."

"No, wait you can stay. I want to watch this channel anyways."

Hyunjin laid down the bed and invited you in his arms. You used his shoulder as a pillow.

The channel he turned on was the news channel.

"You smell good," you accidentally confessed.

He pushed your neck with his head and nibble on your delicate skin. "No, you."

You flushed. "I want to make out with you."

"Sure we can make out."

He turned to top you and hummed lovingly. He gave you a small kiss and then held your head to make out. He pulled his tongue to your lips to open your mouth which you obeyed. You touched your tongue with him and he almost fell by the sensation.  Your relationship had been messy ever since you got married but now you thought you could get used to Hyunjin.

Hyunjin leaned closer to you to dig his tongue deeper to yours in which made you moan. "Is it enough for today?" He asked quietly.

"Y-yeah, enough for today."

He still kissed you and tried to get the deepest of your tongue. You flushed because he made you feel so good. The question was, what day you were going to confess?

He stopped as soon as he could. He smirked at you. "You want to sleep, don't you?"

"S-sure."

"Hmm..." He laid back relaxed down and turned off the TV. "Then good night."

"Good night Hyunjin..."

Then you both fell asleep together.

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The day was Sunday and Hyunjin was at the grocery store. Without inviting you.

You sat alone on the sofa until Hyunjin came back. He borrowed your card to do grocery. You sighed. He was very wild in your house and outside. You were in disbelief at how he managed to touch you without any allowance. Really nothing could have stopped him.

The sound of the door clicked open and that was Hyunjin. He has two bags of grocery.

"I bought for cooking and eating only. Sorry if I missed your wishes," he said and laid the two bags on the counter table.

"No worries."

"Any plans for today?"

"No..." You watched him organize the grocery into the shelf. You stood up and walked towards the grocery.

"I'll give your card right back."

"Uhmmm..." You were confused at the grocery. They were gochujang and kimchi only. He planned to eat cheap again.

"I think let's dine out today. I don't want to eat kimchi fried rice."

"Pardon me?" Hyunjin scoffed. "No cooking?"

"Yeah, let's try with a date meal."

"Date..." Hyunjin pondered. "But it is raining season you know... if you want to cook instead then go ahead."

You gulped. He let you cook and got out the kitchen area.

"My cooking is not so good." You followed him.

"But I am hungry right now."

You stomped angrily. What a spoiled guy!

"Ok, then I 'cook' for you."

You clicked your tongue and got your smartphone. You ordered pizza and fried chicken so the challenge was over. "Yes, one pizza and two fried chicken"

The restaurant order was transmitted and you sighed to sit on the sofa again. This time Hyunjin was watching the news.

"If you feel uncomfortable you can tell me. You make me feel pretty wild."

"Uhh ok," you answered.

"You didn't just order meal don't you?"

"Why? What's wrong with my order?"

"Nothing." He leaned to you and grinned. "It's just..."

"It's what?"

You just didn't understand what he said. You just continued watching the news with him without talking to each other. This time you needed to hide your body because Hyunjin was a pervert.

Twenty minutes after the bell ringed. The order just came and you picked up to put it down on the coffee table.

"Here. I 'cooked' for you."

"Oh, thank you." It's Hyunjin who unpacked everything. "Yummy."

"You're welcome."

You sat down and he began to eat. You watched him eat everything with a poker face. He was a fast eater.

"Woah, slow down. You might choke."

"Let's talk about us sleeping together."

You opened your eyes widely. "You make rules for us, now???"

He looked at you. "Number one, I dom you not you dom me."

You nodded.

"Number two, if you feel uncomfortable you need to say something or hit me"

You hit Hyunjin on the cheek. "Like this?"

He knitted his brows. "Ouch.... yeah like this."

He sighed. "Lastly you need to call my name when you moan. Say what you want because I won't give it to you if I don't understand."

"Okay?" You answered.

"Yeah. That's it." With that being said he fed you with a piece of pizza. Your eyes met each other's.

"Ok, let's try," he spoke.

"Right now?!"

"Stop getting mad at me! I am working hard."

"I see. Can't I talk to you or what?"

"Of course you can... come on let's try."

"Things are going too fast"

"Alright!" While being mad Hyunjin left the house.

You sighed and didn't know what was wrong with him. You looked around at the mess the food order made. You texted Hyunjin: hey come back and clean your stuff!

You decided to clean for him at last because he didn't answer the phone. You opened  the trash with your feet and threw away the fast food packages. "Uff he must pay me 20 dollars"

You pat your own shoulder and then went back to eat your fried chicken. There was a note behind your box.

'With love, your husband'

You rolled your eyes and hid the note. Nevermind him.

The news were cold news. It said nothing at all. Maybe it meant that there are no news. Right after Hyunjin came back from the door. He brought nothing with him but a girl. "I am sorry but you cannot come inside."

"Okay," the girl said.

He closed the door slowly and got surprised by you who stood up to look who the girl was.

"She was my high school friend."

"So what?"

"She cannot come inside. She won't."

"Alright," you answered, "so to your 'bed suggestion' shall we look at it now or nah?"

"Bed suggestion? Do you want to try now?"

"Of course."

"We need condom, then."

"And do we have condoms...."

He looked in this pants. "Nope. Maybe in the grocery bag. Ah I found it."

He smiled and showed the condom.

"Ok great. Let's try."

He went to close the curtains. The rooms were dimmed now.

"What is the first rule?"

"You dominate."

"The second?"

"Ah? I forgot this one."

"And the third"

"Say what I want?"

Hyunjin took off all of his shirt to show his six pack. "Sit down"

"I am sitting."

"No, kneel down before me."

You followed his order. You kneeled down in front of him.

He laid his clothes on the counter table. Then in front of you he opened his button of his jeans. "Can you lick it baby?"

You licked over his underpants once.

He took out his crotch and swiped over your mouth. He wanted a blow job. This time he didn't not need to wait for you. He opened your mouth with his fingers and inserted his hardened penis inside your mouth. He carefully rided it while he was holding your head too.

You did not like how the blow job went. This was all about Hyunjin and his lust. He still didn't stop even if you clinched your eyebrows.

"Say what you want..."

"Mhng... Stop"

He rolled you over the sofa and swiped your dress free. He licked the soft part of your panties.

"I love your dress," he confessed. "It is so easy to take off."

He undressed your panties from behind. He then slided between your legs with his bare face before your pussy.

"Sit down on me."

"Yikes!"

You sat down on his face as he began to lick your clit. He sucked the flesh of your pussy and bit into it. He also licked your entrance with his tongue. You sat down on his face to ride for more.

"Hyunjin..." You moaned.

He still licked your pussy while you sat above his head. It got you stimulated. He then demanded you to turn around and take off your silk dress. So you did. You also took off your bras and panties too, so you are naked.

He kissed you first before touching you. "Awe that's nice."

He pretty got naked too after you took off your silk dress.

He stroke your left arms while holding your hand. His tongue licked from your belly up to your breast from then he licks one of your nipple. "You're so soft..."

He kissed you one more time and then he sent butterfly kisses over your breast. You are almost slightly overstimulated. You need him now.

"Fuck me Hyunjin..."

"Sure."

Hyunjin let you go for a little while because he needed to wear his condom. Then he fingered your pussy to make sure you are wet. "Are you ready?" He asked.

"Yes. I let you in"

He slowly glided his condom into your pussy and waited for adjustment. He then fucked you from head to toe. All you could do is to moan Hyunjin's name.

His movement was very on-spot and at a normal tempo. It made you turn your toes. He also moaned your name. He fucked you longer than expected. It was just to see your face.

"I am cumin'" you alerted.

"Not yet," Hyunjin said.

You went out of control and swiped your hips to fuck him instead. Hyunjin growled. "You want to fuck me hard?"

He stopped to let your fuck him just like that. He was careful with his move.

"Ahh... I came."

"What about me?"

You took your hands over his erected penis and stroked it for him. He leaned back and let you do so. You stroked it a few times as he moaned your name.  He cummed in the condom and that was it. Both had came.

"Second in the shower?" Hyunjin asked.

[lionessshychai]

Wildflower Intro:

“All children are artists. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.” -Picasso.

There's nothing quite like the smell of a Spring day when it's raining. I think the scientific term for that smell is "Petrichor".  It's strange how that seems to happen in any given part of the world, but spring in Seoul hits differently and that delicious scent meets the very welcoming perfume of cherry blossoms and everything seasoned with gochujang. It's refreshing, sweet, and then, at the last second, a peppery smoke hits you in the face with a hot burst of red chili to see if you're paying attention.  This is my second trip to South Korea since I got my business and marketing degree two years ago, a feat that even I didn't think I'd pull off in time, much less what everyone in my family expected,  or didn't think I could manage based on a long track record of procrastination and general chaos that my entire college experience proved to be. 

But wasn't I supposed to be a famous artist when I grew up? My many works were for everybody to drink espresso in tiny mugs and stare at in intellectual poses while muttering wise interpretations. " ahh, this one speaks to my subconscious self".  -Big dreams when you're eight and you see the world through a twirly straw.

  I didn't grow up in a wealthy family, neither were we poor.  Just the kind of family that eats tuna casserole a few times a month and never goes on vacation, unless you count the two-hour drive to Kalaloch Beach every summer to play in the tide pools and make a pitstop at Kurt Kobain's hometown on the way (A request always given by my older brother, Oliver.) My younger brother, Tan, was content with playing Gameboy the whole way, and not usually even thrilled to get out of the car to see the shoreline and I sketched everything I possibly could into my ratty old Batz Maru sketchbook that was held together by a hair tie.

Practical vocabulary like "income" and "livelihood" crept into my thoughts during junior year and shattered my creative sparkles. “No one can live on an artist’s income. No matter how good you think you are, Mags” Dad told me. Well, thanks for the vote of confidence, dad. A few spins around the sun, long nights, and a mountain of student debt later,  I somehow wound up with an MBA in business, marketing, and linguistics. Honestly, It's still crazy to see "Maggie Marsden has been awarded the Masters of Business Administration- Marketing and Strategy..." hanging on my wall in its pretty brushed gold frame. And yet, I had a feeling that I still hadn't quite washed all the oil paint out from under my fingernails.

 I still love art, but my sketchbook must be collecting dust somewhere beneath a pile of textbooks and graph paper stained by rings of coffee. My other strengths and interest in language came from just having an ear for it.  I guess I was pretty good in French and Spanish throughout high school. Then, I started on basic Korean about a year ago when my bestie Hana got me hooked on watching K-dramas. Her family is Korean-American and she grew up speaking the language.  She's been spending the last two weeks quizzing me with her homemade “Hana Hangul” cards. I feel lucky that I absorb it well.  I am by no means fluent in anything but English and Spanish, but I'm a quick study.  Long story short, I now work in marketing and advertising and answer to Rob Kelly, Manager of international contracts and Amy Sanchez, director of social media advertising. It just so happens that someone in the uppers at Focus Marketing and Advertising, the company I now work for, needed someone with a fresh, young college mind and a happy tongue to go to Seoul to brainstorm some ads and assist a pretty major record label there with a sort of media/cultural cross-over. <My would-be client is an artist known in Korean culture as an "idol" :

(Korean: 아이돌; RR: Aidol) refers to a type of celebrity working in the field of K-pop music in fandom culture in South Korea, either as a member of a group or as a solo act. K-pop idols are characterized by the highly manufactured star system that they are produced by and debuted under, as well as their tendency to represent a hybridized convergence of visuals, music, fashion, and dance.

This idol is putting out their first solo album in both Korea and the States. Their record label is in need of some PR and to create some good media coverage for promotional sales. So, their people work with my people to create something that works for record sales, merchandise, and various other necessities for the success of both the label and the artist.  This is the first contract we have with a media outlet, so I'm excited at the prospect of working with a one as big as this, though I have a lot of homework to do on how.  According to the financial stats, the K-pop machine is churning out some major success in South Korea and everyone wants a cut. I fully accepted the challenge, but shitting bricks at the prospect. 

I asked my younger brother, Tan to keep an eye on things at my place while I was gone and to occasionally water my Monstera plant "Lizzo" in my front entryway. I've had her since junior year of college and now, she takes up most of the foyer. I called Tan one more time before my plane started taxiing the runway at SEATAC.   

“You have ONE job, Tan! Lizzo needs you!” I reminded him for the zillionth time that the lock on the front door is funny and you have to pull on the knob as you turn the key.  I could hear Tan’s eyes roll through the phone. 

 “ Anything else?” he mumbled sleepily. 

 “Yeah, get your ass up, it’s almost six.”  Bro is a senior in highschool and is aiming high for UCLA, though I don't see him earning that scholarship since he's screwed around so much. and mom and Dad couldn't afford that tuition in a million years.  He'd be lucky to get into Puget Sound Community college at this point.

Tan groaned.  “I’m up. ZzZzzzZZ....hey, can you bring me back a shitload of Shin Black, the ramen that has the fire-breathing rooster on it?” he asked.

 "You know there's an H Mart in Tacoma, don't you?  They have a shit ton.  You can stop by after you visit Gram Saturday and give her those old copies of Vogue I put on the entryway table, it's the glass one with the Chagall vase and the photo of Dad at Pike market."  I could audibly detect his mockery after I spoke the word "vase".

 “vahhhhzzz.” He snickered.

 "Tan, you shit!" I huffed.

  "Yeah, yeah, I know the one.  I'll stop by after the gym." He then wished me a 'good flight, no puke’ and ended our cheerful call.

 Exasperated by his deflection, I opened a playlist named "Chill Cello" on Spotify.  Preparing for take-off and staring blankly at the flight attendant doing the safety spiel while in a basket of nerves. I've flown dozens of flights, why does this never get easier? I always end up white-knuckled with sweaty palms and I must look like death because the flight attendants always ask me how I'm doing in a very concerned manner. They immediately offer premium beverages, and, without fail, I usually get a whiskey highball and konk out 30 minutes into the flight. Off we go.  It's fine.  I'm fine...

[katsukiizmoon]

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[salanaii]

Bibimbap

비빔밥

Rice mixed with vegetables, meat, an egg, and chili pepper paste

Today’s recipe is bibimbap, a super-popular Korean dish you might have heard about already! It’s made of a bowl of rice, sautéed and seasoned vegetables (namul: 나물), a bit of hot pepper paste (gochujang: 고추장), and usually a bit of seasoned raw beef, too (yukhoe: 육회).

Bibim (비빔) translates as “mixed,” and bap (밥) means “cooked rice,” so bibimbap literally means “mixed rice.” Before eating it you’re supposed to mix everything all together.

There are many variations on this dish, from simple to elaborate, and this recipe I’m showing you today is for one you could consider “classic” bibimbap. If you ordered bibimbap in a Korean restaurant, you would probably get something like this dish, with regional variations. I’m also going to show you bibimbap prepared and served in a heated stone or earthenware bowl called dolsot-bibimbap (돌솥비빔밥). “Dolsot” means “stone pot” in Korean, and this version is well-known for the way the bowl makes a layer of crispy, crackling rice on the bottom of the bibimbap.

Even though we mix up bibimbap before we eat it, each ingredient needs to be prepared with care and individuality, bringing out their unique flavors, textures and colors so they come together beautifully in the bowl and deliciously in your mouth. The different ingredients aren’t random, they’re chosen because they balance, harmonize, and offset each other.

This recipe isn’t quick and easy, it takes some time to make. But if you’re really in a rush you can make a great bibimbap with the soybean sprouts, spinach, and carrot (or red bell pepper, or both), and gochujang, toasted sesame oil, and an egg— those items are unskippable!

I’m going to share some more bibimbap recipes on my website in the future, and you’ll see how many different variations there are. This version is a little different than the version in my cookbook, because I make a quick and simple soup with the bean sprouts. When I started my YouTube channel, bibimbap was one of the first recipes I made, because it’s such an essential dish in Korean cuisine. So I’m happy to remake the video now in HD with much better editing and instruction. I’ve been building up to this video by remaking videos for the ingredients, too. I remade yukhoe, and sigeumchi-namul, and my yukagaejang video has a lot of detail about preparing the mountain vegetable fernbrake.

So if you’ve been following my videos, you’re now ready to be a bibimbap master! Ready? Let’s start!

Ingredients (serves 4)

5 cups cooked short-grain rice

12 ounces soy bean sprouts, washed and drained

8 ounces of spinach blanched and washed with the excess water squeezed out by hand

1 large carrot

1 large red bell pepper

1 large zucchini

1 English cucumber

3 to 4 green onions, chopped

½ pound fresh lean cut of beef (fillet mignon, flank steak)

4 ounces fernbrake (gosari), fresh or soaked from ½ ounce dried gosari (details below)

1 ounce dried bellflower roots (doraji), soaked in cold water for 18 to 24 hours.

4 eggs

kosher salt

vegetable oil

toasted sesame oil

toasted sesame seeds

garlic

soy sauce

honey (or sugar)

Korean hot pepper paste (gochujang)

How to prepare dried fernbrake (gosari) for use

If you have presoaked or fresh fernbrake you can use it straight away, but if you have dried fernbrake you’ll need to get it ready to eat. It’s fast if you have a pressure cooker, but if you don’t it will take some time.

With a pressure cooker:

Wash ½ ounce of dried gosari and boil it with 5 cups of water in a pressure cooker for 30 minutes.

Drain and rinse in cold water a couple of times.

Drain. It should make 4 ounces.

In a pot on the stove:

In a large saucepan add ½ ounce of dried gosari to 7 cups of water. Bring to a boil over medium-high heat and boil for 30 minutes. Cover and let stand until cool, about 2 to 3 hours.

Rinse the fernbrake a couple of times, drain and put in a bowl. Cover with fresh cold water and let soak for at least 8 hours or overnight in a cool place, changing the water 2 or 3 times during the soaking.

Taste the gosari: It should be soft. If it’s tough, boil it again in a fresh pot of water for about 20 minutes and then let it sit, covered, until soft.

Drain. It should make 4 ounces.

Make rice

If you have a usual method for making rice or have a rice cooker, go ahead and make 5 cups of rice like you usually do. But here’s how I do it on a pot on the stove. 2 cups of dried rice makes about 5 cups of cooked rice.

Rinse 2 cups of rice in cold water and scrub the wet rice with your hand. Rinse and drain until the drained water is pretty clear.

Put the rice in a heavy-bottomed pot. Add 2 cups of water, cover, and soak for 30 minutes.

Cook over medium high heat for 7 to 8 minutes until the surface is covered with abundant bubbles that are spluttering noisily and look like they’re about to overflow the pot. Turn the rice over a few times with a spoon and cover the pot again.

Turn the heat to very low and simmer for another 10 minutes until the rice is fully cooked and fluffy. Remove from the heat.

Fluff the rice with a spoon to release excess steam. Let the rice stand, covered, at room temperature to keep it warm.

Prepare and cook the ingredients for bibimbap

I like to get a big platter and then put each vegetable on it as they’re ready. I think it looks really pretty, but you don’t have to do this. When all vegetables are prepared and ready to use, the platter looks pretty delicious!

Soybean sprouts:

Put the soy bean sprouts in a pot and add 4 cups water and 2 or 3 teaspoons salt. Cover and cook for 20 minutes over medium high heat. Take out the sprouts with tongs and put them into a bowl, leaving about ½ cup of sprouts in the pot with the water you used to boil them. This is the soup to serve with bibimbap later.

In a bowl, mix the sprouts by hand with ½ teaspoons salt, 1 teaspoon minced garlic, and 2 teaspoons toasted sesame oil. Put them on the large platter.

Spinach:

Cut up the blanched spinach a few times and put it in a bowl. Mix by hand with 1 teaspoon garlic, 1 teaspoon toasted sesame oil, ½ teaspoon kosher salt, and 1 teaspoon sesame seeds. Cover and put it next to the soy bean sprouts on the platter.

Other fresh vegetables:

Cut the carrot into matchsticks, put them in a bowl, and mix with a pinch of salt. Let stand for 5 to 10 minutes until sweating.

Cut the red bell pepper into halves, deseed, and slice into strips. Put them in a bowl.

Cut the zucchini into matchsticks and mix with ½ teaspoon kosher salt.

Cut the cucumber into halves lengthwise and slice thinly crosswise. Mix with ¼ teaspoon kosher salt.

Beef:

Cut the beef into matchsticks and put them in a bowl.

Mix with 1 tablespoon minced garlic, 1 tablespoon soy sauce, 1 tablespoon honey, 2 teaspoons toasted sesame oil, and 1 teaspoon sesame seeds with a spoon.

Cover and keep in the fridge until ready to use.

Mountain vegetables:

Cut the fernbrake (gosari) a few times into bite size pieces. Set aside.

Put the bellflower roots (doraji) in a large bowl. Add 1 or 2 tablespoons salt. Rub for a minute to wilt slightly and release some of the bitterness. Rinse them in cold water a couple of times and drain. If you find some roots are too thick, split them lengthwise. Set aside.

Let’s cook!

Heat up a pan over medium high heat. Squeeze out excess water from the carrot. Add a few drops of cooking oil to the pan and sauté the carrot for 1 minute. Put it on the platter next to the soy bean sprouts and spinach. Clean the pan with wet paper towel or wash it.

Heat a few drops of cooking oil in the pan and squeeze out the excess water from the cucumber. Sauté with ½ teaspoon minced garlic and a few drops of toasted sesame oil for 30 seconds. Put it on the platter. Clean the pan.

Heat up the pan with a few drops of cooking oil. Add the red bell pepper and sprinkle a pinch of salt over top. Sauté for 30 seconds. Put it on the platter. Clean the pan.

Heat up the pan and squeeze out excess water from the zucchini. Add a few drops of cooking oil and sauté with 1 teaspoon minced garlic, 1 tablespoon chopped green onion, a drop of toasted sesame oil for 1 minute until slightly softened. Put it on the platter. Clean the pan.

Heat up the pan with a few drops of cooking oil. Add the bellflower roots and sauté for 2 to 3 minutes. Lower the heat to medium so as not to brown them. Add 1 teaspoon minced garlic and a drop of toasted sesame oil. Stir for another minute until a little softened. Put it on the platter. Clean the pan.

Heat up the pan. Add a few drops of cooking oil. Stir the gosari for 2 minutes until a little softened. Add ½  teaspoon of minced garlic, 2 teaspoons soy sauce, and 2 teaspoons sugar, and keep stirring for another minute. Put it on the platter.

Serve

Here are a couple of ways to serve: bibimbap in a regular, shallow bowl, and dolsot-bibimbap in a stone or earthenware bowl.

In a regular, shallow bowl

Reheat the soybean sprout soup.

Divide the cooked rice into 4 portions. Each portion will be a little more than 1 cup of rice.

Put the rice in each of 4 bowls and arrange the vegetables and beef on the rice. Top with a raw egg yolk and gochujang. If you prefer your eggs and beef cooked, use a fried egg sunny side up and slightly pan-fry the beef before putting them on the top of rice.

Sprinkle the bibimbap with the sesame seeds and drizzle with sesame oil to taste.

Ladle the soup to a small bowl and sprinkle some chopped green onion over top.

Serve right away with more hot pepper paste on the side, and maybe kimchi too.

Dolsot-bibimbap in a hot earthenware bowl (ttukbaegi) or hot stone bowl (dolsot)

Reheat the soybean sprout soup.

Put a few drops of toasted sesame oil in the bottom of each of 4 earthenware bowls. They should be big enough to hold 4 to 6 cups each.

Divide the rice among the bowls. Arrange the vegetables and beef on the rice. Top each serving with a raw egg yolk and 1 tablespoon gochujang. If you prefer your eggs and beef cooked, use a fried egg sunny side up and slightly pan-fry the beef before putting them on the top of rice.

Set each pot on a burner. Heat over medium high heat until you hear a ticking, crackling sound coming from the rice.

Sprinkle the bibimbap with the sesame seeds, drizzle with sesame oil to taste.

Ladle the soup to a small bowl and sprinkle some chopped green onion over top.

Serve right away with more hot pepper paste on the side and maybe kimchi too.

Eat

Gently but firmly mix everything together in the bowl with your spoon. Try not to crush the more delicate ingredients.

Eat with your spoon.

Posted on Sunday, January 6th, 2008 at 11:14 pm. Last updated on September 18, 2022.

[squishsquishy]

8 from the ask game? :D

- @deadboystims

I LOVE food and food history and food science, lately I’ve been trying to master fried chicken. I’m allergic to oregano so I started with kfc (no oregano) and it’s amazing tbh.

Fave recipes rn: Taiwanese fried chicken (with Thai basil), karaage Japanese fried chicken, Korean Gochujang Honey Wings

[fanditama]

Sabtu, 15 Juni 2024

Hari ini aku bangun jam 03:45 karena mau niat puasa tarwiyah di tanggal 08 Dzulhijah udah masak nasi dari malemnya dan bikin nasgor ditambah irisan telor dan pakcoy, beres sahur lanjut untuk sholat shubuh dan set alarm jam 6 lanjut mandi dan berangkat. Ga lupa juga untuk pamit sama my fiancee. Karena dari rumah sekitar jam set7 jadi nyampe rs pas banget jam 07.00 dan alhamdulillah ga begitu telat. Jumlah operasi hari ini ga begitu banyak hanya 27 pasien, jadi gabegitu riweuh, aku turun pasien otrho eksisi, so obgyn dan le app. Ada kejadian menarik pada saat aku lagi mau induksi dengan dokter anestesi, tiba2 masuk dengan muka jutek dan bilang parah senior ninggalin juniornya dengan diffucult airway kalau misalkan mau makan yaa minta tolong untuk backupin ke yg senior lagi bukannya ninggalin yg junior di dalam kamar op, disitu aku langsung nebak pasti si sakau itu deh, setelah ngomel beberapa saat akhirnya dia keluar setelah induksi. Beres beres jam 2 dan aku pulang rumah, di rumah aku masak nasi dan kayaknya aku bakalan beli aja untuk menu bukanya akhirnya pesen wingz o wingz yg combo 1 isi 6 wingz pake bumbu gochujang dan sambal jeruk level master dan ternyata ga pedes samsek, setelah buka puasa sholat maghrib dan isya dilanjut nonton series geek girl di netflix sembari makan chiffon chesee yg besok udah expired wkwk, terus random pengen minum kopken dan akhirnya beli kopken yg sama yaituu creamy aren latte bakalan menu favorite aku sih ini hahaha, habis itu my fiancee telpon dan karena udh ngantuk sama lain dan harus bangun entar sahur, akhirnya kita bobo. Sekian cerita hari ini 🙏🏻

[zombieville]

Cooking Creamy Gochujang Noodles with Cocktail Rings

Master the art of creating creamy and irresistible Gochujang Noodles, all while adding a touch of elegance to your cooking routine with cocktail rings. Trust your skills, and let your confidence shine bright.

[dogalbijuteri]

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[toolusingmammalgirl]

Pics from my birthday lunch, ft. Korean barbecue and gender euphoria

[dokja48]

“What do you want to do in the future?”

Alberu: I will sit on the throne after making Roan Kingdom an even better place. Of course I have to make sure my dongsaeng gets what he wants. Though I want to make him a minister.

Rosalyn: I will be the magic tower master.

Beacrox: The dishes from Choi Han’s place are interesting.

Lock: I will become stronger so that I can protect my family.

Mary: I want to go around the world with Raon-nim and everyone.

Clopeh: I just want to contribute in the path of legend.

Ron: I have to take care of my puppy young master.

Basen: I want to help with the administrative work of our territory.

Lily: I will become the knight captain of our territory.

Bud: I would like to spread the mercenaries in the Western Continent.

Duke Fredo: I will be the king of Endable Kingdom and create a place where the one’s with dark attribute can live in peace.

DHB: I-i don’t know.

Eruhaben: I just want to die peacefully but the unlucky bastard won’t let me.

Cale: why are you asking such an obvious question? I want to be a rich slacker. I will only eat, play and sleep. Hmm...I have to farm too...

Choi Han: I will help Cale-nim.

Raon: I am gonna slack off with human! We will farm apples and make gochujang! I will also go to many places with human and my family!

Hong: Me too!

On:.... yes..me too.

***

White star: I will become a god.

[canyouhearthelight]

The Miys, Ch. 154

Happy Tuesday, everyone!

I was able to get the Master Post cleaned up this morning.  I know there is a reblog going around with some of the links missing... I put that one up originally as a place holder so I could update my page links in chapters 101 through this one.   I did NOT anticipate it would get immediately reblogged, which made me squeak in pleasant surprise.  I’ll reblog the full post so everyone has the right one.

Also, thanks to @baelpenrose, @the-raven-fae, and @charlylimph-blog for keeping me going and all your help beta-reading and checking my links.  You three are the real heroes here!

“The quiet rooms are done,” Hannah yawned the next morning. “It’s a good thing we decided to make them available immediately, because the first one had people scheduling time before we finished the second one.”

“How many did we end up with?” I asked, pushing down my own urge to yawn. I had always prided myself on being able to resist the urge to yawn when others did, and I wasn’t letting that stop now.

The model of the Ark came up on the table emitter, and Hannah zoomed in on the highlighted areas. “Right now, we have twelve, just like you set up for the second Food Festival. But I’ll be honest, they rooms are already booked for the foreseeable future, and I don’t think that’s tenable.”

“Agreed. I’ll talk to the rest of the Council, but at this point, we need to see about setting all available spaces for quiet rooms.” I nodded and added that note to my agenda. “Moving on, food vendors being allowed in BioLab2. Any updates?”

Parvati flicked the data to everyone. “Grey isn’t thrilled with the possibility that the food will contaminate the aquatics, but is willing to allow vendors in ‘The Fairy Circle’?” She gave me a questioning look. “They said you would know what that meant.”

I just smiled and shook my head. “It’s where I go camping. Conor managed to pull off a prank that fooled even Charly and made a Faerie circle.  It’s a good choice, though: ten, eleven feet across, accessible, and far enough from the water that there wouldn’t be any risk.”

She rolled her eyes and smiled. “Credit to Conor on that one. But, Grey was very enthusiastic about the idea of setting up some picnic tables throughout the woods and letting people bring picnics.”

“I already have some vendors on board, there,” I breathed in relief. “Especially the ones who specialize in the type of foods that lend themselves well to being portable.”

Hannah’s face lit up. “Do we get to taste test some of these? I’m really getting some bento box and pasty vibes from what you just said, and I’m not sure which I’m more excited about.”

“I think I can get that to happen,” I laughed. “I wouldn’t mind trying some of the options myself, but I can at least already confirm that all bases are covered for dietary requirements. Next up, where are we on the holiday date?”

“Still working with the other departments to finalize a date where all projects can be completed, paused, or at least at a point where they don’t require direct observation. Everyone is on board, though.”

“That’s the biggest hurdle,” I confirmed. “Means we can proceed with at least putting the rest of the events together in preparation for the final date. I trust you two in handling the party aspect of it, and Charly is already working Bash on another Kink Night event at the Undine - minimal planning needed there. So, let’s figure out who is coordinating the paint-tag fight, and we can loop back to the plans for the party.”

“While I am entirely sure Charly can handle planning for both the paint tag and the other - seeing as both were her ideas - it doesn’t feel fair to leave them both entirely on her shoulders,” Hannah agreed. “It says here that you already had Conor confirm we missed Holi?

“By about six months,” I confessed. “So we’re pretty much both too late and too early.”

“I do believe the arrows would be frowned upon, in any event,” Parvati joked. “I still have her paint formulas - flavors are not listed, but there is a distinct lack of both black and yellow.”

“Those were… scotch bonnet for the black, I know that one. I think the yellow was gochujang, which would still hurt if you got it in your eyes,” I recalled.

She flicked her hands, bracelets chiming. “I will ask for a new formula for yellow, but I think we can live without black paint. The yellow was lovely, though.”

“Ask nicely, and she’ll probably give you the glitter formula colors, which I think are different flavors from the regular palette,” I suggested. “And the glitter is ultra-violet reactive, so that’ll be fun.”

Emphatic stabbing at her datapad ensued - impressive, because it wasn’t even physically there, just emitted from the band on her wrist. “Once I have those, I believe Hannah and I can coordinate that along with the party.  There is no food component, it is only for one day, so the scope is far smaller than the Festival was.”

“And besides,” Hannah added with a shrug, “whip up some paints and some spongy balls to soak it up, set boundaries, invite anyone who wants to attend. Planning done.” She dusted her hands off for emphasis, but she had a point.

“I’ve got the care packages well underway, so we’re solid there. The party. What’s the plan there?”

Parvati dismissed the schematic from the table emitter and sent a different image to it. This one was practically the opposite of what I had expected: where I had anticipated Food Festival 2: Pyrotechnic Boogaloo, I was instead looking at a park that I was reasonably certain only existed in dreams.

Soft green grass that my toes wiggled to touch spanned a rolling, looping thoroughfare. Trees arched overhead like an arbor, and were either woven with lights are absolutely covered in fireflies.  Between breaks in the canopy, a night sky filled with more stars than I had seen in my living memory.  Here and there small braziers burned brightly with fire, resting on sturdy rugs and dotted around with cushions.

“Vati,” I whispered hoarsely. “We can’t use BioLab2 for this, can we? Will Grey allow it?”

“We can, and they are.” Her smile was the feral one that usually preceded a coup de grace of event planning. “This, however, is not BioLab2.  This is the corridors of levels twelve through fourteen, leading into the lab.”

My first urge was to guess what she was planning, but my mind came up blank. I circled around my desk to stand closer to the table. “Okay, talk to me. Make it make sense.”

She nodded. “The grass is real, laid down like sod. The terraforming teams have agreed to let us use it, provided we allow them to collect data on how it holds up to so much foot traffic and include a post-event question regarding the tactile feel on bare feet.  So, bare feet they shall have.” She winked when I realized she and Hannah were going to make it part of the theme. “The trees are an illusion, simple light emitters against the corridor walls, combined with the existing texture of the surface.”

When she moved the image to mimic walking further down the path, Hannah picked up. “The larger spaces are actually where the corridors are longer between quiet rooms. Rather than trying to pull off the tree illusion, we’re going to create a  night sky with shooting stars, comets, the works.  Like a dream.”

“I like it. It’s not what I was expecting, but I’m even more impressed for that.”

“We couldn’t compete with Charly,” Parvati confessed. “She is already going to have our base desires covered.  Anything we tried to do would look like a pale imitation. So, we went the other direction: What else do we do to feel alive?”

“We dream,” I laughed. “It’s all a fairy tale dream, isn’t it?”

“That’s the goal,” Hannah confirmed. “A beautiful dream. One day and one night where you can live out your humanity however you want, without having to compromise.  If someone wants to throw paint with childish abandon, then stroll and dance through a dream, and finish the night at the Undine trying something they never dared to do before, they can do that.”

“When you put it like that, it sounds decadent.”

“I was going for hedonistic, over all, but you’re on the right track,” Parvati laughed. “Hannah and I agreed that everyone on the Ark needed one perfect day.  And since perfect is different for everyone…” She shrugged. “We just decided to give them all the options.  The quiet rooms will be open if their perfect includes a botanical garden, or a cloud… the mess halls will be open if it means a feast, or even just decadent hors d'oeuvres they could never make an excuse to try. It’s literally all on the table.”

“Consider it signed off on.” I still couldn’t take my eyes off that grass, toes wiggling happily. “Just let me know the date when we have one, I need a pedicure to enjoy this completely.”

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[debbiebeary]

Disgust and Ecstacey

3

Hayden’s belly jiggled and wobbled violently in the dim, hippy light of the room. The combination of the incense and marijuana haze made the doughy expanse of his body appear even softer and more rounded. The curtains were slightly drawn and in the light was a smoky beam, the rest of the room was lit by red string lights and a few kitschy lamps.

In Hayden’s chunky arms, arms with those beautiful biceps that mushed up against his moobs into a cellulity pillow, he carried Ben and Jerries, peanut butter sandwiches, and some bananas (hey, digestion is important, ok?)

“Alright little britches” said Hayden, time to get to three hundred!” He said as his uncovered belly, lightly shined with sweat, surged forward even more as he added to the snacks already present on the table (chocolate, korean fried chicken and potato chips).

Dillon laughed.

“Oh come on I only reached two fifty yesterday!”

“Only two fifty!?” Cried a voice from across the swirling aromatic haze.

“Only two fifty?!” He repeated, standing up and revealing his own two hundred seventy pound form, he put his meaty paws onto his lightly dark furred, pear shaped body and gave it a strong jiggle, “That’s forty pounds since you arrived, it’s only been a month and a half! If you keep it up you’ll be bigger than me!”

Dillon looked down at his stretchmark covered gut and heaving moobs, which themselves had stretchmarks emerging near the armpits and also stretchmarks on his biceps too. His growth surely exceeded his own expectations. And it didn’t help that Garry, whom was the coffee shops resident chaser turned chub himself, was always feeding Dillon super creamy specialty coffees free of charge throughout his shift.

“Yeah. Who knows,” he began, a smug grin forming between his fattening cheeks and burgeoning double chin, both beginning to dominate his features even under his thickening beard, “perhaps I will hit three hundred.”

“Well it isn’t a matter of ‘if’, it’s a matter of ‘when’. And either way,” Hayden paused to toke the joint he just lit, stifling a cough before he continued, “either way, you gotta eat to make that happen, pig.” And without warning he took a peanut butter sandwich and crammed into an unsuspecting Dillon’s fattening maw. Garry wore a lascivious smirk on his face as he yet again watched Hayden work his gluttonous magic on Dillon.

“Remember!” the three hundred fifty pound blonde stud mumbled after tearing a massive chunk out of his own sandwich, “we match each other bite for bite, no matter what” he continued, swallowing the mouthful into his growling, churning tank, giving it an emphatic slap.

Dillon chewed and swallowed his own mouthful,

“Yes big bear-“

But he was interrupted by Hayden once again plugging his airways with the second half of the sandwich.

Dillon could feel the scale shattering beneath his feet already.

Again and again, handfuls of chocolate brownies, of chips, fried chicken (with an inspired melted Velveeta American cheese dip) were shoved into the awaiting Dillon's mouth by the bronze skinned, blonde haired hunky blob. Though Garry was the bottom, Hayden, a versatile boy who when he was a top, was a very dominant top. This extended to feeding.

Though Hayden was attracted to Dillon, he found force feeding him aggressively to be somehow even more… penetrating. More satisfying than the thought of fucking him ever could be. He was morphing Dillon’s body, potentially towards a permanent absolution. He may never go back to the way he was before the summer began.

Dillon could see the twisted thrill in Hayden’s eyes as he crammed in handful after handful and despite the overstuffed pain in his abdomen he kept opening his mouth, begging again and again for the ruin of his once athletic form.

Hayden had heard tales of the pretentious condescension of Brian. Of his prideful taste in skinny boys, his carbon-copied preferences. In this a dark desire lay, one in which to sever Dillon from his obnoxious fuckbuddy. All he would need were calories and time.

Of which he incidentally had both.

“Damn Hayden, you’re turning him into a blimp!”

“Bwaaap!” Was Hayden’s guttural reply, “ugh, fuck. S’cuse me! Turning myself into a blimp while I’m at it too, don’t ya think Gerry boy?”

Gerry was too busy drooling at them both with big horny puppy eyes to respond, but Hayden’s smile curled with smug deviousness.

Eventually the snacks dwindled until nothing was left and Dillon's already stretchmark laden gut was now bright red and itchy with swelling.

Hayden smacked Dillon’s belly, causing him to wince,

“Fuck!”

“Sorry fatboy, couldn’t help myself, you look like you got a full litter in there.”

“Yeah. A hundred food babies in one. Feel like imma puke.”

Hayden snatched a lit joint that Gerry was enjoying and popped it in Dillon’s mouth, Dillon sucked in frantically,

“Make yourself useful, Gerry. Rub his belly with some of that CBD/tiger balm concoction I made, can’t have him purging all these beautiful calories now can we?”

“N-no sir!” Said Gerry, Gerry always turned into a bitch when Hayden threw his weight around.

“Good boy. Alright Dillon, just hold tight,”

“Uuuuhh. Ok. No I can have that last drumstick then we’re done, I’d rather get this over with and just have some cuddles after.”

“Yeah alright, big dude.”

Hayden let Dillon sink his teeth into the glistening red drumstick, courtesy of the local fried chicken restaurant, Han Ten, Han for the name of the chubby korean bear who owned the pace, ten for ten different glazes. Toasted Perilla, butter honey, spicy, lemon, sweet and sour etcetera. They even had a Ghanaian spicy peanut butter based sauce that was a real zinger. But the one they had was the hybrid honey butter/gochujang ketchup, the K-Supreme with American Cheese Dip, toasted garlic chips and green onions to finish, Dillon’s favourite thing in the world besides Hayden’s succulent puckered-in belly button.

Dillon, after finishing the last bite, let out a rather meaty burp and panted out:

“That’s it, all done…” struggling to breathe, “but it isn’t as bad as last time, uuurap, I’m feeling waaay less sick now, Hayden?”

Hayden was in the kitchen, the fridge door shining it’s menacing white light upon Hayden’s summer- bronzed, food-speckled gut. When Hayden caught Dillon's eye reflected in it was his own evil scheming.

From the glowing gainers bastion of the fridge, like an amulet or treasure of untold power, Hayden withdrew a gallon of chocolate milk.

“Uurp! Fuck, no Hayden that’s pushing it too far! There is no way, mmmlf!”

“Hahaha, you like this funnel? Just got it,” but Dillon managed to spit it out

“Hayden no! Even splitting it it’s way too much for me! I’m too packed!”

Hayden’s face took on a demonic appearance as, with the sun now fully set, the red lights stretched the shadows across his face into l demented forms.

“Whoah, shit this is strong weed.” Dillon suddenly remarked,

“Yeah I cut it with a bit of salvia too, gives everything a nice… twinkle.”

“Well I’m not sure ooouhf!” Hayden shoved the tube back into Dillon's mouth,

“You didn’t let me finish… I’m not splitting this with you, you’re taking ALL OF IT!”

“Whoah, Hayden! You sure? He seems pretty full.”

“He’ll be fine once you get your lips wrapped around his cock, Garry.”

Garry grew quiet.

“RIGHT GERRY!?!”

“Yes sir…”

“Good boy… ok Dillon, open up your throat and GUZZLE! Garry. Uh. Do the same.”

As Garry face planted Dillon’s dick, Dillon was reinvigorated and began to suck down the sweet chocolaty goodness. Garry was a master, sucking Dillon’s meaty head, flicking his slit with his tongue, and deepthroating him like a pro, he never let Dillon get used to his w and was building up to a climax rapidly.

“Yeah you fat fuck, we keep this up you’ll be 400 in no time.”

Dillon moaned. The Gallon was now only half.

“Come on tubbs, you know you want it, you want to beach yourself on the couch and eat and smoke and drink until you’re nothing but a big fat whale.” The gallon was empty but still Dillon sucked on the tube.

“Greedy pig. You still want more?”

withdrawing the tube from Dillon’s mouth, his tortured stomach released a torrent of pressure as Dillon sprayed out a fat wet belch which rolled across the hazy apartment like thunder.

“UUURRRRP!”

In the same moment Hayden, smirking demonically, leaned down and pinched Dillon’s nipple, Dillon convulsed and shot his load, hosing down Garry’s throat with his seed.

“FUUUUCK!” He screamed in agonizing pleasure.

Garry nearly choked on Dillon’s load.

“Holy fuck. Looks like Dillon isn’t the only one that sucked down a gallon of sweet nectar, eh Garry?”

Garry let out a burp of his own before responding.

“I’d say it’s rather more savory but yeah. Basically.”

“Come on, help this fat fuck up, I wanna weigh him.”

“Urrp, fuck guys won’t you give me a second?”

“No fucking way, I wanna see the damage we did, let’s go tubbs!”

After laboring them to the bathroom, they made him stand unaided, swaying dizzily under his own strength after a few minutes of assistance, finally the scale read out its deliberation.

Hayden screamed in disbelief:

“FUCK ME! Two sixty five!?!”

[raconteur-multiverse]

Twisted Wonderland Event

“Master Chef ~Fascinating of Fish~”

Menu:

•Horse mackerel fritters

•Mackerel curry

•Breaded sardines

•Garudiya

•Poke bowl

•Boiled mackerel in tomato

•Saba Sand

•Acqua pazza

•Boiled saury with gochujang

[liberalfartsdegree]

definitive hot sauce rankings

first, this is unfair because they all have their own context and there’s no need to make girls fight. also this only counts ones i can find pretty much anywhere in the country. however

louisiana (crystal is the answer but i can’t find her anywhere)

sambal

gochujang

valentina

black bean chili crisp (Master brand NOT Lao Gan Ma with apologies)

tabasco

cholula

tapatio

sriracha