#homegrown salad

[yummies-tummy-food-blog]

[allthingssoulful-garden]

The most romanian dinner.

It's eggplant salad season and I'm living for it. Especially when I get to roast the eggplants over a wood fire instead of the stove.

[heelanhomestead]

It’s been so nice to potter around in the garden again and enjoy the warmth of the sun. With the lighter evenings, we’re able to work late and things are moving fast.

Our plants : leeks, lettuce, cabbage, tomatoes, peppers, green beans, broad beans, courgette, asparagus and pumpkins are all doing really well in the Polycrub … and the raised beds have been a godsend for my back. 🙏

We still have 3 or 4 more boxes to make for the Polycrub, and then we’ll move onto making boxes for the garden. Raised bed gardening is definitely my go to … 👍 🌱

Anyway, hope you’re having a good weekend too … 😊👋

[inthecityofgoodabode]

July 2024: Mostly Daily Harvests

Monday harvest:

Tuesday harvest:

Wednesday harvest:

Thursday harvest:

Our first cantaloupe of 2024. It is delicious:

We ordered some seafood from Cameron's Seafood in Maryland. UPS manhandled the box in shipping so the styrofoam container had a crack in one corner but everything arrived safely in spite of that. We've only cooked some of the shrimp so far but they were delicious:

Thursday dinner - beef, lemon squash & kohlrabi stir fry over basmati rice with cucumber salad. With the exception of the beef, rice & kohlrabi, everything on the plate was grown in our backyard. We had never had kohlrabi before but wanted to try it to see if it might be a cool season vegetable we want to try growing for the Fall. If you've never had kohlrabi, the flavor & texture is similar to cabbage but it has an unexpected sweetness & a little of that nuttiness that brussels sprouts have without the bitterness. So, yeah, we're going to try growing some this year. Gardening, cooking & life are about trying new things & embracing the things that bring you & the ones you love joy:

Friday harvest:

[timmurleyart]

Delicious, fresh, healthy and yummy. 😋🍉❤️🍉🍉

[pixelspix]

not a single thought in that head.

[earl-grey-love]

No matter what game I play, I will somehow make it into a farming sim.

[twiceastasty]

Arugula Salad with Asparagus and Shaved Parmesan

Homegrown greens’ flavor is muted or missing from store-bought packs and makes them the stars of salads, sandwiches, egg dishes, and more. Learn to make Arugula Salad with Asparagus and Shaved Parmesan.

One of my favorite things about the start of garden season is clipping the first homegrown spring greens. If you grow lettuce, spinach, arugula, or other greens, you know what I’m talking about. If you don’t, I highly recommend getting a few seeds and giving it a try. Homegrown greens have flavor that is often muted or missing from store-bought ones, and you can buy seeds in varieties that…

[themethereoncewas]

Dinsdag 30 april 2024... wanneer je niet kan tuinieren... kan je koken.

[parveens-kitchen]

Homemade sprouts in a hot box

Homemade sprouts are a nutritious addition to any diet, packed with vitamins, minerals, and enzymes. One of the simplest and most cost-effective ways to grow your own sprouts is by using a hot box or casserole. In this guide, we’ll walk you through the process of creating your own sprouting system at home and producing fresh and healthy sprouts. **Materials You’ll Need:**1. A hot box or…

[fieriframes]

[CAPRESE SALAD, PLEASE. THIS IS REALLY GOOD. HE'S MAKING THE MOZZARELLA HIMSELF. HE MAKES HIS OWN MOZZARELLA? COULD HARDLY KEEP HER EYES OFF THEM! HE'S STRETCHING IT OUT, ROLLING IT INTO ITSELF. LOOK AT THAT. THAT IS BEAUTIFUL. MMM.]

[grainfreeandhappykitchen]

Greek salad….super yummy with homegrown tomatoes and cucumbers and homemade olives ♥️♥️ #lunch #salad #greeksalad #tomatoes #cucumbers #homegrown #frommygarden #olives #homecuredolives #homemadeolives #glutenfree #grainfree #feta #grainfreeandhappykitchen https://www.instagram.com/p/Cqek6PVPJZI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[autisticlittleguy]

People have been talking about how Senshi isnt different in the changeling episode because he got turned into an elf but hes just always been like that. I would like to add my take on this

Dwarfs in dungeon meshi are super masculine. Theyre living in a steampunk society and hold super masculine jobs like smithing or mining or fighting. They're all meat, mead, and metal.

Then you look at Senshi and he's like. Dude's making salads in a fucking Dungeon out of homegrown veggies in his own secret garden He befriended a horse(kelpie) and named it Anne. He made his adamantite shield into a cooking pot. The rejecting toxic masculinity cultural heritage symbolism is super on the nose

Senshi really is just fruity as hell. He is Just Like That

[heelanhomestead]

Well the harvest continues, and today we’re picking beets from our Polycrub for a salad. We’ll eat the leaves raw (like lettuce) and either steam or boil the beetroot itself. I don’t peel the beet before cooking, just cut a tiny slice off to top and tail. I find it’s much easier to wait and peel after it’s been cooked … as the skin just falls away. When cool just slice or cut into chunks for your salad. If you’ve never tried this vegetable fresh, I’d highly recommend it, it’s so sweet and full of flavour … 😋

[wandavicky]

First part here

Summary: Dinner at AgathaRio's house and they want you bad (you're welcome), and Wanda is about to explode

Established: Wanda Maximoff x Reader, Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal, Implied: Agatha x Rio x Reader x (Wanda)

word count: 1109

note: I've never had so much fun writing ever

*

Saturday evening has finally come. The sun has sunk beneath the horizon earlier than you expected, hinting that winter is around the doorstep. You can feel the autumn chilly air as soon as you step outside with your lover by your side.

"Y/N, have you noticed the black roses and belladonnas in Agatha's front yard have been...unseasonably blooming?" Wanda says as you two walk toward your neighbor's house, she can feel some traces of magic humming in the air, but unknown of the intention. Wanda reached out for your hand subconsciously.

"I wonder how they did that? But it's giving Halloween." You admire the dark and mysterious themed garden before you knock on the door. "Love that for them."

Agatha opens the door with a forced smile on her face, "Look who it is, Wanda, and Y/N! Come on in!"

"Hi, Agatha!" You give the slightly tensed-up woman a quick hug, "We brought some tiramisu, it's my favorite."

"How lovely, let me put this in the fridge first," Agatha takes the box from you, "Rio is still in the kitchen finishing up, why don't you two have a seat?"

"Thank you, Agatha." Wanda puts her hand on your back and leads you to the dining room.

The room is lit with candles and a few glass lamps, Wanda can feel it more clearly now. The air feels thickened with magic and a light note of herbs. The candlelight sways in unnatural angles. A current of power runs through her veins with each breath she takes. She looks over at you, so curious about all the decorations on the wall.

You scan the room one last time before sitting down. It's like you're in a very chic antique shop, and the paintings on the wall look…alive. Somehow you feel like you should lower your voice, "It smells so nice in here, we have to ask what kind of fragrance oil they use!"

/

It only takes a few loud crashes in the kitchen before the two witches appear, with a few cuts on their clothes as well.

"Hello Wanda, Y/N." Rio enters the kitchen with a huge salad bowl and a bottle in her hand. Her gaze never moved away from you once. "Very nice to have you here."

"Hi, Rio, thanks for having us. We love the interior design." Wanda squeezes out a smile.

Agatha brings out the pasta with pesto sauce as Rio starts pouring each of you some white wine.

"Okay. Let's hope nobody dies from food poisoning today. Right, Rio?" Agatha sits and gives Rio a look, who just chuckles back. She then looks at you and Wanda, "Shall we?"

You giggle at their weird joke, but Wanda isn't sure if that's even a joke. Still, she takes a bite like everyone else, "Umm, this salad tastes really fresh."

"All homegrown ingredients." Rio grins. "So, tell me...how do you know each other?"

Agatha sits back, she is intrigued by what is plotting in that dark and twisted mind.

You smile softly at Wanda, "Well, we met at work, I helped the Avengers with some of their litigation. And one thing led to another…"

"So, you're not into the whole hand-to-hand battle, magic, superpower, witchcraft, that kind of thing?" The green witch nods and takes a sip of the wine, "Do you trust Wanda to protect you from everything, then, Y/N?"

"Rio..." Agatha warns sternly, but still, she wants to see where this is going.

You open your mouth to answer but are too surprised to say anything, you turn to Wanda for help.

A red hue emits from Wanda's fingertips, she leans in closer to your side, "Can you protect yourself, Rio? From me?"

Agatha's eyes darken with annoyance and desire as she whispers to Rio, "Behave."

You notice the little light twirling around Wanda's fingers, so you intertwine yours with hers and instantly calm her.

You take the last bite out of your pasta, "And what is the story behind you two? Same coven?"

"Oh, no." Agatha shakes her head, "That’s ancient, ancient history."

"We met at a crime scene. Sort of." Rio answers bluntly, but then she beams devilishly. You can see her reminiscing the day. "Very brutal crime scene."

"Nobody wants to hear that." Agatha shoots Rio a glare, "Can you bring out the dessert, mi vida?"

"Of course." Rio answers before she disappears back to the kitchen.

Wanda let out a small sigh of relief but still kept her one eye open.

"Sorry about that." Agatha turns to you with a wicked smile, "Are you enjoying the chaos, Y/N? Or do you like being in control of it?"

"It's okay. Chaos is fun. I like chaos." You lock eyes with Wanda, "I love Chaos."

"We have some crème brûlée and tiramisu tonight." Rio places a plate in front of you, breaking your eye contact, and then some petals bloom from her hand, adding the final touch to the dessert, "Just for you, sweetheart."

You feel your cheeks and ears burnt, and Rio catches that as well. She slows her movement deliberately, savoring every bit of your reaction. Both Agatha and Wanda sent daggers with their look at Rio with her stunt.

You can see waves of red flickering in Wanda's eyes, and threads of her hair start floating in the air, indicating her mood.

"Don't be jealous, ladies," Rio remains unfazed and hands each of them their plate, "There's enough for all of us."

Agatha is amused by the whole scene, with Rio still making little dance moves with each bite of the sweets.

Unsure of what to do, you bury your face eating the desserts in front of you. "Do you make this crème brûlée yourself, too?"

"Do you like it? It's my special recipe." Agatha winks, "I'll teach you some other time."

"This is a lovely dinner." Wanda says in a deadpan tone, she can feel her power is already at the edge of her seat, "But it's getting late, and we have to get up early tomorrow."

You scratch your neck uncomfortably, "Wanda's right."

"Oh, we understand." Agatha puts her hand on top of yours, "We wouldn't want to wear you out, not like this anyways."

"But we should totally do this again." You stand up from your seat as Wanda's hand immediately finds its way to your waist, lightly tugging you to her side.

"We would love to have you." Rio replies and walks you both to the door, "Right, Agatha?"

"Surely."

Before you can say anything else, Wanda's strong arm has already pulled you away. You can see a red crown forming around her head.

"Te veo."

[lexsssu]

Again (Uchiha Sasuke)

TAGS: Sasuke/F!reader, yandere, obsession, dirty thoughts, breeding kink, oneshot Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

“Kaa-chan told me to remind you to eat and to give you this! She said it’s your favorite.”

Gingerly taking the bento being offered to him, something flickered within Sasuke’s lone visible eye which disappeared almost as soon as it appeared. Even without opening it, he was already sure of its contents. 

You were the one who made it after all.

“Please give her my thanks when you get home. I’ll drop this off myself once I’ve cleaned it,” the Uchiha makes sure to use his left hand as he receives the lunch box, a small shiver running down his spine as a brief image of you happily preparing this meal for him appears in his mind’s eye.

“Will do, Oji-san! And thank you again for today’s training session. Please come visit us at home whenever you can. Kaa-san always looks forward to your visits. She always says you don’t visit enough,” Shinachiku’s soft laughter reminds Sasuke of how much he takes after you than Naruto.

From the shade of green in his eyes, to the way his smiles aren’t as blinding as Naruto’s and yet exudes the same strength and softness yours does. Shinachiku Uzumaki is his father’s son, but no one can ever deny that he is also his mother’s child.

He could’ve been your child.

All of them could have been yours.

If only you hadn’t been so weak.

If you simply had the power…then perhaps she’d have been yours.

Not Naruto’s…YOURS!!!

When both he and the young genin separate for the night, him to his lively home filled with the happiness and laughter of family, Sasuke on the other hand retreats to the lonely Uchiha compound. He is all too used to the dreary atmosphere of the place he once called home, his steps never faltering as he entered the main house’s kitchen and sat himself at the dining table.

Inside the 3-layer bento were several onigiri with various fillings, namely umeboshi, salmon, and bonito flakes. A tomato salad that definitely was one of your own homegrown ones (because he has never seen, smelled, and tasted any tomatoes more delicious than yours). The tomato soup was still warm and felt even warmer as he ate it as slowly as he could, savoring the myriad of flavors contained in such a seemingly simple dish. 

Though he wasn’t fond of sweets, the avenger couldn’t ignore the slice of strawberry shortcake you packed for him. The first bite of cake reminded him of the sweetness of the youth he spent with you despite his hyperfixation on killing his own brother at the time.

If he’d known the truth that early on then perhaps he wouldn’t have wasted all his time chasing after Itachi.

Naruto wouldn’t have had the chance to take you for himself if Sasuke understood that you were worth much more than his misguided revenge. 

Even though Naruto left for training with Jiraiya, the blonde was more than happy to regale him with tales of how the two of you would do your best to send each other letters despite how they constantly went from place to place. Somehow, you always found yourself to him, and he to you.

It made Sasuke sick.

Don’t even get him started on all the flies that buzzed around you while he and Naruto were gone.

Despite most of the original rookies having settled down, the Uchiha was very much aware of how these same men gravitate towards you before Naruto went and made his formal claim. 

That know-it-all Nara, the arrogant Hyuga, even Gaara of the Sand were almost always seen around you.

Hell, even that damned swordsman from Kiri who’s now currently its Mizukage was too close to you. Don’t even get him started on Haku who’d more or less become your guard dog ever since you saved both him and Zabuza all those years ago during that mission in Wave. 

As much as he despised their attentions on you, he knew deep inside of him that all of them saw the very same thing in you that drew them all in like moths to a flame. 

And he HATED it.

Hated that they all coveted you when none of them deserved to have you.

Sasuke’s last thought as he closed his eyes was that of you.

Always YOU.

The Sakura blooms you gifted him smelled so nice…It was a good thing he placed them on his bedside table, because he could close his eyes and pretend that it is the scent of your hair. 

He could pretend that it is his hands that run across the soft pink strands as you sleep.

He could pretend that he is the one who feasts upon your delicious cunt each night. His cock forcing your soft and pliant walls open again and again as your nails drag across his back, leaving angry red lines that serve as proof of how much he pleasured you. That it is his potent seed that fills your womb to the brim, globs of semen dripping from your pussy as he makes sure to pour loads and loads of his love within you.

Wouldn’t that be perfect?

Not only will he revive the Uchiha clan, but knowing that you carried his seed and nurtured them within you…he could burst from happiness just from the mere thought of it.

Sasuke falls into a deep sleep, soothed by the images of a reality that could have been.

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“Even though Sensei told us not to have breakfast, I still think the last thing we should do is train on an empty stomach. So I made us all some breakfast and even lunch!” 

Sasuke is once again presented with a bento filled with onigiri, but this time the hands holding onto the container were more slender as slim digits softly yet firmly gripped the lunch box. 

“I’m not sure which filling you prefer, but I have different fillings with me so you can choose which one you like best,” ever the thoughtful person you were, you selflessly offered the last Uchiha the food despite how antisocial he’d been towards you despite the time you’d spend together as classmates at the academy.

In his first life, Sasuke simply scoffed at your attempts of kindness towards him. Batting you off at every opportunity as he believed himself above such camaraderie when his only goal in life was to enact his revenge.

Not anymore.

Without saying anything, the raven-haired preteen grabbed the Okaka rice ball just before Naruto could take it.

“Hey, what’s the big idea, teme?! I was gonna get that one!”

“...Tch. Then you should’ve been quicker, dobe.”

“Why you little…!”

The sound of your tinkling laughter and Naruto’s disgruntled mumbling was music to his Sasuke’s ears.

He may have managed to get you the first time around, but not this time.

Uchiha Sasuke didn’t know who or what had flung him back into the past, but Indra knows he won’t ever make the same mistakes he did before.