#homemade creamed corn

[twiceastasty]

Corn Kernel Muffins with Sage

This corn muffin recipe has far more texture and flavor than a simple pan of cornbread—and sneaks a homemade creamed corn recipe into the prep steps. Learn to make Corn Kernel Muffins with Sage.

I snuck two recipes into this week’s Twice as Tasty column for the Flathead Beacon. The main corn muffin recipe has far more texture and flavor than a simple pan of cornbread. The secondary recipe is in the steps that prepare the fresh corn for the muffins: essentially, make creamed corn from scratch. I like to double just the fresh corn and milk in the muffin recipe, bake it in two pans, and…

[fullcravings]

Sweet Corn Ice Cream Sandwich

[inthecityofgoodabode]

November 2024: National Day Of Mourning & Surrounding Days

My queen harvested some of our ginger this week:

Prepping the butternut squash for my dish:

The blossoms on the Scarlet basil were gorgeous. I'm glad I took this photo Thursday because the frost in the small hours Friday morning damaged them pretty bad:

Thursday dinner - turkey, dressing, corn on the cob, asparagus, cranberry sauce & roasted butternut squash with Za'atar & pomegranate molasses (I found the recipe here):

My queen & I don't make desserts but this year she made a sweet potato pie that was delicious. That is homemade whipped cream on top:

[rabbitcruiser]

Thanksgiving

Turkey, stuffing, and pumpkin pie! A time to be around the ones you love, give thanks, and celebrate the blessings in our lives.

Beloved in the United States, Thanksgiving is a holiday celebrated typically on the fourth Thursday of November. It’s a time to reflect on the year, be thankful, and celebrate with friends and family by enjoying a delicious meal together.

History of Thanksgiving

The origins of Thanksgiving can be traced back to the 1620s, when a group of English settlers, known as the Pilgrims, arrived in what is now Massachusetts. After a harsh winter, the Pilgrims were able to harvest a bountiful crop thanks to the help of the Wampanoag Native Americans. In gratitude, the Pilgrims held a feast to give thanks for their survival and the abundance of food. This event is often considered the first Thanksgiving in America.

Over the centuries, Thanksgiving evolved into a national holiday, officially recognized by President Abraham Lincoln in 1863 as a day of national thanksgiving and praise. In 1939, President Franklin D. Roosevelt moved the holiday to the fourth Thursday of November, where it remains today. Thanksgiving has become a time to contemplate the blessings in our lives, be thankful for the bounty of food and the love of family and friends.

Thanksgiving Timeline

1621

The first Thanksgiving

The Pilgrims, a group of English settlers, hold a feast to give thanks for their survival and the abundance of food. They invite the Wampanoag Native Americans to join in the feast, which includes wild fowl, venison, and fish.

1863

Thanksgiving officially recognized

President Abraham Lincoln officially recognizes Thanksgiving as a national holiday by issuing a Proclamation of Thanksgiving, setting aside the last Thursday of November as a day of national thanksgiving and praise.

1939

Thanksgiving moved to fourth Thursday

President Franklin D. Roosevelt moves Thanksgiving to the fourth Thursday of November by issuing a Thanksgiving Proclamation, to extend the holiday shopping period and stimulate the economy.

1924

First Thanksgiving Day Parade

Organized by Gimbels Department Store, the first Thanksgiving Day Parade is held in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. The parade features floats, bands, and live animals, and it becomes an annual tradition.

How to Celebrate Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is celebrated on the fourth Thursday of November in the U.S. It is a time to gather with family and friends, be thankful for all of the good things, and enjoy Thanksgiving, so here are a few ways to celebrate:

Host a Thanksgiving Dinner

One of the most popular ways to celebrate Thanksgiving is by hosting a traditional Thanksgiving dinner. This includes inviting friends and family to gather around the table for a delicious feast of turkey, stuffing, and pumpkin pie. Add some of your own family’s traditional dishes to make it more personal. Don’t forget to set the table with autumn decorations to add a festive touch to the occasion.

Volunteer at a Local Shelter

Thanksgiving is a time to give back to our communities. Many shelters and food banks need volunteers to help serve meals to those in need on Thanksgiving Day, which is a wonderful way to make a difference in your community and to show gratitude for what we have by helping others. You can also donate non-perishable food items and clothing to the shelter in advance of Thanksgiving day.

Start a New Tradition

Thanksgiving is a time to create new memories with loved ones. Start a new tradition, such as a family football game or a pie-making competition.

This is a great way to bond with loved ones, and it will also make Thanksgiving more fun and memorable. You can also make Thanksgiving a day of service by participating in a community clean-up or by visiting a local nursing home to bring cheer to the residents.

Reflect on the Year

Take time to look back on the past year and all the things you are thankful for. This can be done by writing in a gratitude journal, by sharing with friends and family, or by joining a community gratitude event. Reflecting on the year can help us appreciate the good things in our lives and be more mindful of the present moment, and it also helps to set the tone for the upcoming holiday season.

Thanksgiving FAQs

What is Thanksgiving?

Thanksgiving is a national holiday celebrated in the United States, on the fourth Thursday of November. It is a time to reflect on the year, and gather with loved ones to enjoy dinner together.

When is Thanksgiving celebrated?

Thanksgiving is celebrated on the fourth Thursday of November in the United States.

Who celebrates Thanksgiving?

Thanksgiving is celebrated by people in the United States.

How is Thanksgiving traditionally celebrated?

Thanksgiving is traditionally celebrated with a traditional meal of turkey, stuffing, and pumpkin pie, with family and friends.

When did Thanksgiving become a national holiday?

Thanksgiving officially became a national holiday in 1863 when President Abraham Lincoln proclaimed the last Thursday of November as a day of national thanksgiving and praise.

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[angelicgirlmj]

an angels guide: healthy eating at school

hi angels! you voted and this came first so here it is, an angels guide to eating healthily and focusing on your body and health goals at school. healthy eating at school can be tricky. you use up so much enegry and time in class and studying that meals can seem a little less important. you might end up skipping a meal or eating a meal that ends up not fitting your health goals all because you ran out of time. i have created three categories of lunches to help you find meal inspo: cold lunches, hot lunches and make the night before lunches. also a bonus snack section and some general tips! enjoy angels and feel free to comment your go to lunches/snacks.

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tips

bring a bottle of cold water with you to school, drinking water regularly helps you look and feel your best.

eat breakfast! even if you don’t get very hungry eating in the morning helps your brain and body function it’s best. try having some fruit or a smoothie if you really struggle to eat in the mornings.

try vitamins/probiotics to help you get all your nutrients and vitamins in.

buy a cute lunch box/food containers to make sure your lunches are adorable.

make a pinterest board of cute healthy lunches to be inspired by!

figure out your health goals and create meal ideas from there. for example: i want to build muscle! that means you need more protein in your diet so plan meals and snacks with lots of protein sources to fit your goal.

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a week of cold lunches:

chicken salad: mix chicken, avocado, tomato, cucumber, carrot, corn, salad leaves (lettuce, rocket etc). add mustard and lemon dressing, season well with salt and pepper and fresh dill. dessert: raspberries and blueberries served with peanut butter and greek yogurt.

tuna and avocado pita: mashed avocado and tuna, seasoned with salt and pepper, fill in pita along with rocket and pickle slices. dessert: pineapple and pomegranate fruit salad.

cold rice bowl: mix cooked salmon, rice, cucumbers, cooked broccoli and sliced carrot. sprinkle with sesame seeds and pepper and salt. garnish with a garlic mayo or homemade yogurt garlic sauce. dessert: chopped strawberries dipped in yogurt and coated in dark chocolate and coconut oil left to harden.

feta and turkey wrap: place lettuce, turkey, tomato in a wrap and sprinkle with feta, pepper and salt. dessert: sliced apple (squeeze lemon over to stop apple going brown) with peanut butter, greek yogurt and cinnamon dip.

cold pesto pasta salad: mix cooked penne pasta, homemade pesto, tomato, rocket, avocado, grated parmesan and season with salt and pepper. dessert: tangerine pieces and kiwi.

cold noodles: mix cooked noodles, shredded red cabbage and carrots, green onions, handful of crushed peanuts, chopped cucumber and cover with sesame peanut sauce. dessert: homemade blueberry banana oat muffin.

salmon bagel: add salmon, cream cheese (or cottage cheese), cucumber, rocket, lemon and pepper to a bagel. dessert: blackberries and mango.

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a week of hot lunches:

pizza toast: spread homemade tomato sauce on a piece of sourdough bread, cover with mozzarella, add your favourite toppings such as ham, mushroom, olive, pepper etc and bake until cheese melted, serve with rocket. dessert: banana bread and greek yogurt.

stuffed aubergine (or eggplant): sauté aubergine, onion, garlic, pepper, zucchini and olive, add in tomato paste and season. put in aubergine and sprinkle with cheese. bake until cheese melted. dessert: sautéed apples served warm with yogurt and granola.

chicken meatballs: homemade chicken meatballs cooked with a soy based sauce and red peppers. serve with cooked rice. dessert: strawberry oat crumble.

gyozas: heat or make some gyozas and serve with a cucumber and carrot salad with soy sauce to dip. dessert: hot matcha tea with strawberries.

soup: make your favourite soup and serve with some warm sourdough toast. dessert: watermelon slices.

quesadilla style wrap: fill a whole wheat wrap with cheese, turkey, tomatoes and avocado. cook until cheese melted and warm. dessert: green grapes, blueberries and raspberries.

grilled chicken burrito bowl: mix grilled chicken, rice, avocado, black beans, corn, tomatoes, red onions, cilantro and sour cream with cooked rice and squeeze over lime and season as preferred. dessert: rice cakes with greek yogurt strawberries and melted dark chocolate.

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snack ideas:

veggie sticks and hummus.

fruit salad.

frozen banana, peanut butter and chocolate slices.

pretzel thins and sliced cheese.

frozen grapes and lime.

salty popcorn.

yogurt parfait.

cucumber and cream cheese rice cakes.

cookie dough protein bites.

banana peanut butter rice cakes.

homemade oatmeal cookies.

smoothie.

chia pudding.

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thank you for reading! happy back to school season. remember to nourish and take care of your body - you deserve it! love, m.

[timmurleyart]

Busy baker. 🥖🍞🍩😋

[strengthandsunshine]

These old-fashioned Cream Cheese Mints are vegan, so easy to make, and perfect for any holiday, wedding, bridal, or baby shower! Also known as Wedding Mints, these bite-sized candies are easily customized with different flavors and colors! Melt-in-your-mouth, creamy, sweet, and minty, these after-dinner treats are fantastic dairy-free desserts or party favors you can make in minutes! Vegan Cream Cheese Mints https://wp.me/p4UrDz-89I

[kcrossvine-art]

Hiiii friendssss! What the FUCK is up. What the fuck is up. What the Fuck is up. On todays cute little cookin excursion we are going to be deep frying things and using a wok. If you dont feel comfortable deep frying, and dont have a wok, im sure theres other ways to do it silly :DDD

I believe in you.

From LotR online we're gonna be making Fried Beetroot Sticks!! 

(As always you can find the cooking instructions and full ingredient list under the break-)

MY NAMES CROSS NOW LETS COOK LIKE ANIMALS

SO, “what goes into Fried Beetroot Sticks?” YOU MIGHT ASKSlices of sweet little beated root dipped into a batter with, watch out, special flavors too.

2 Beetroots

Corn flour

Salt 

Red Chilli Powder

Garlic Paste

Baking Soda

Water

Peanut oil

And we'll also be making some horseradish sour cream dip to go along with it;

Sour cream

Prepared horseradish

1 Green onion 

Few splashes of lemon juice

Salt to taste

Ground pepper to taste

"Cooked, tender beetroot sticks are dredged in a light batter and fried to give a crispy exterior and a soft, sweet interior. Served with a bracing horseradish sour cream, this snack is both filling and delicious."- LotRO Tooltip

AND, “what does Fried Beetroot Sticks taste like?” YOU MIGHT ASKThis is like homemade fair-food and it sounds like a contradiction but its not

But maybe its just because its fried food? American brained, sorry.

Retains the inherit sweetness to beetroot

And similar to pickled beetroot the sweetness contrasts the spicey of the batter

(which i encourage you to amp up if youd like more spice)

The horseradish sourcream dip is to die for

Measure with your heart for that one, and save some green onion to top it with when you serve

This would pair very well with a lime italian soda or with shaved ice cones

Im always very anxious about deep-frying things, or working with oils at high temperatures, but i didnt run into any complications with this dish. Just make sure to keep best practices and safety precaution in mind, especially with a wok as it can tilt!

. If you dont have corn flour, you can substitute all-purpose flour . If you dont have peanut oil, look up oils with the same smokepoint to decide what else to use

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The recipe stuck out to me, as i was assembling a list of foodstuffs from tolkiens work, for being such a "regular" named food. Also its worth 19 silver 69 copper in the LotR MMO and im immature.

I think the dip has the most room for improvement and tinkering. I've never made horseradish sourcream before, so more practiced tastebuds could perfect a simple thing like this. In the future id also like to try adding red pepper flakes along with the the powder and garlic paste, to give more visual variety and spice. I think cumin in the batter would be a nice midtone flavor too.

I give this recipe a solid 8/10 (with 1 being food that makes one physically sick and 10 being food that gives one a lust for life again.) for its relative simplicity and modularity with things you could add.

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Beetroot Sticks Ingredients:

2 Beetroots

130 grams corn flour

1 tbsp salt 

1 tsp Red Chilli Powder

1 tsp Garlic Paste

1/4 tsp Baking Soda

178 grams Water

432 grams peanut oil

Horseradish Sour Cream Ingredients:

225 grams Sour cream

200 grams Prepared horseradish

1 whole green onion (green and white parts VERY finely chopped)

1 tspn lemon juice

Salt to taste

ground pepper to taste

Beetroot Method:

Peel all beetroots and cut them length-wise into  rectangles.

Combine flour, salt, chilli powder, garlic paste, baking soda, and water in a bowl.

Mix well into a smooth batter.

Heat peanut oil to medium in a wok and dip beet roots into batter. Deep fry until golden brown in color.

Stack beetroots on paper-towel lined plates to cool and dry as you go.

Serve with horseradish sour cream!

Dip Method:

Mix all ingredients

Cover and let stand at room temperature for 1 hour for the flavors to blend.

[livthelazywriter]

I can’t stop thinking about Bradley with a natural/holistic/crunchy wife/girlfriend.

It would be so cute.

He’d meet you at the grocery store. The two of you standing in the snack aisle. You pick up a box of crackers and read through the ingredients list. Your nose scrunches in disgust of the gross unknown list of junk. With a disappointing sigh, you place the box back. Bradley looks bored about what he wants. He sneaks glances at you here and there, making note that you are reading the ingredients. Well, that you are also really, really, cute.

“Are you reading the ingredients?” He asks with an amused snort. With a sheepish smile, you nod.

“Yeah, I am.”

Of course he asks why and you explain. You preferred minimal ingredients in your foods. No nasty preservatives, seed oils and anything with soy. You tended to stray from food dyes, but honestly you never turned down sour patch kid gummies if offered. You simply had a happy medium.

He found it…endearing.

You chatted in the aisle. He liked your smile and the way you were passionate about your lifestyle. The glimmer in your eyes when you vommited out information on him.

He asks for your number and things slowly fall into routine.

You went on dates. One after the other.

He found out you make your own perfumes with essential oils and buy all organic foods. You make sourdough bread, which is amazing in his book. Speaking of essential oils, your collection is huge. You have any type for anything. For topical use or defusing. Ginger for rubbing on and upset stomach and lavender to help relax from stress. Orange to add to your homemade cleaner for a nice, clean scent. Vanilla bean for that sweet perfume he’s come to love that you make.

He does find it odd a first. He likes to tease about your oils and how much you use them. The over abundance of supplements and homeopathic medicine in your medicine cabinet instead of Tylenol, ibuprofen, and DayQuil.

Or the million plants in your whole apartment, the air purifier in your room, and the red light therapy pad rolled up next to the couch. The castor packs you do before bed and the few drops you rub in your belly button.

He grumbles when you make him take sour vitamin c powder when he starts to get sick but later waves you off when you notice he’s already getting better. He roles his eyes when you tell him he needs to stop drinking so much soda because of the sugar, nasty corn syrup and fake flavors. You slowly get him onto probiotic and prebiotic sodas or sparkling water to scratch that soda itch. He notices that they make him feel better, but just a little so he’s says.

Finally he starts asking you to rub lavender oil on his neck and using your red light therapy for his sore shoulders. Bradley asks you to make him more shaving cream that you made him once for his birthday because he says it’s so much better than Gillette. He’s also lowered his alcohol intake at the Hard deck so his ‘poor liver’ will stay alive even though he can tell he feels so much better since listening to you.

Like you, he reads ingredients now and gets made fun of by the dagger squad. Bradley simply huffs and rolls his eyes at them as he grabs some chips that have olive oil instead of canola oil. They say he’s gone soft for you, which is indeed true. Thanks to you though, he’s notice his health has gotten better, so he doesn’t care about their criticism.

[likebreadandwine]

don't mind me, I'm just daydreaming about summer picnics and ice cream... 🏖️🍦

but really—there's a rhythm to summer days, and I want to plan your meals around it.

sunrise looks like cotton candy: pink skies and wisps of cloud. I convince you to join me for a walk while there's still dew on the grass, and yes, I'm hoping you work up an appetite. I'll reward you with breakfast when we get back: toast and eggs and bacon and fresh fruit, muffins that are practically cake, strawberries and whipped cream.

we're off to the beach next. I pack us a picnic. we claim a spot in the shade. after sunscreen has been applied (forgive my extra squeezes, you're just getting so soft), we are content to lounge and bask in the warmth of the day.

my carefully-packed cooler gets emptier and emptier as things steadily disappear: thick sandwiches and juicy slices of watermelon, cans of cool soda, bags of chips, decadent homemade brownies. by the time I glance up from my book, you're looking beached and more than a little rosy. time to get you in the water. they say not to swim after eating but that's just a myth, and besides, you aren't so much swimming as floating. hot and overstuffed on land, you are cool and buoyant in the water.

alas, all things must end. back out we come. you're heavy, sleepy, and warm, so we pack up and head home for an afternoon nap while the hottest part of the day passes. well, you nap. I'm needed elsewhere; I have plans for dinner.

it's grilling season, after all, so you know what that means: skewers of beef, bell peppers and zucchini; grilled corn, smokey and sweet; barbecue ribs, roasted potatoes, and garlic bread…is it too much? but what better way to spend a lazy, hazy summer evening than with dinner straight from the barbecue and a drink in hand?

there is one thing that could make it better, if you want. before I even tell you what it is, you're nodding at me. yes, please. aren't you full? so full. I want more.

and so, from the depths of the freezer, I retrieve a carton of vanilla bean ice cream. this is the good stuff, the artisan shit that reminds you vanilla is not plain, vanilla has depth; it is floral, earthy, rich, almost like caramel. combined with sugar and cream, chilled and churned and frozen, I might as well be spooning bites of ambrosia into your mouth. you'd think I was, based on the indecent sounds you're making.

in fairness, it's not just the ice cream. it's the ice cream on top of a whole day of eating. once you've finished the carton and my hands are free, they both go straight to your belly, and wow. you are round and stuffed to your limit. no wonder you're squirming, it must ache. you let me get too carried away. I like when you get carried away. the words come out breathy and soft. you did so good.

I like you like this: breathless and big, dazed and contented, the taste of vanilla still on your lips.

[pedge-page]

#6 Joel Dealing with Preggo Wife: NOT Hungry

can be read with others in series or standalone

Warnings: fluff, brief puking, Joel being an overreactive sensitive bitch

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Ever since your fourth date with Joel, where you spent the evening at his apartment, and he made you his homemade empanadas while you two discussed your favorite books and movies, you were hooked. Not just to the man who would eventually be your husband and baby daddy, but to his immaculate cooking as well.

So now, years later with a ring on your finger and both of your and Joel’s belly a little fuller—okay, yours a LOT fuller—you find yourself gawking at him, propped up on the kitchen island in a high chair you took 4 minutes to climb atop, feet swaying in the air, elbows resting on the granite countertop, palms holding your chin with beady heart eyes as Joel finishes plating his hot homemade dish for you.

“Blow on it, babe. It’s hot,” he warns, not too keen on having you burn your tongue again due to your impatience. He holds a fork out as you drag the plate in front of you.

“Yes you are, handsome.”

He shakes his head, not caring that he’s blushing hard. It’s not difficult for him to admit that having you gush over his cooking for years makes him extremely proud, excited, and even more in love with you.

You can’t tell if the gurgling, rumbling summersaults in your middle is the baby kicking or your stomach growling, neither of which bother you in the slightest as you splinter the hot shell, pausing to waft the steam of shredded chicken, glazed onions and corn, a hint of his secret secret secret ingredient (its a touch of sugar—but you don’t want him to know you know), and then—

You stop, fork held in front of your mouth like the Choo Choo train hit the breaks before it could dock with the station. And suddenly something doesn’t feel very pleasant, and your senses are off, strangely, for something that should be glorious and pleasurable consuming you is now —extremely unpleasant, almost—

You drop the fork with a clatter to the plate and b-line straight to the bathroom, barely bending to your knees to the tiled floor as you hurl your stomach into the basin. 

It only lasts for a few seconds, your stomach being relatively empty with no dinner having made its way down there. You wash your hands, and mouth, and then sadly waddle back into the kitchen.

“Um, Joel, I don’t think the baby likes them,” you say meekly, rubbing your hand over your belly who punches your ribcage with dignified agreement.

Joel looks at you, face plain, lips in a thin line with an unreadable expression. He calmly places the pan back on the stove, wiping his hand with the washcloth. The kitchen feels scarily quiet. Joel then puts both hands flat on the counter, holding himself up, gritting his teeth back and forth. He brings his eyes to you, with such a chilling seriousness that it sends you into shivers. 

“And might I ask who’s baby you got growing’ in there then?”

EXCUSE ME?

“Joel what—what the fuck—“

“Cuz no baby o’MINE would EVER dislike my empenadas. So I’ll ask you again, who’s baby do y’got growing inside you?”

“Are you fucking serious. Because the baby doesn’t like your greasy food, I’m suddenly a cheater?”

“I’m just sayin—“

“Fuck off Joel,” you seethe, not sure if you should be trembling in rage or laughter. “The baby. Doesn’t. Like. It. Grow up. The doctor said this could happen.”

Yeah, he was there, he knows, but Jesus, it was more plausible to believe his baby wouldn’t like collard greens or strawberry ice cream, not … his fabulous abuelas homemade receipt of empanadas that his wife has adored ever since she first tried it!

Joel pulls his hands off the counter, wringing them in shame with pouty lips. “M’sorry. That was—that was wrong o’me to way that. I don’t—I know you wouldn’t…”

He struggles to suppress the little sniffle under all that macho, and suddenly you’re paddling over to him, soothingly gliding your hand over the expanse of his muscled back, kissing his massive shoulder. 

“Awww, are you upset your baby doesn’t like them?”

“M’not upset,” he pouts unconvincingly. “Just—what if after you pop the kid, you still don’t like ‘em either? Then who am I gonna cook ‘em for?”

“Tommy?”

“Fuck that man-child. He can make his own shit.”

You giggle into his arm, nuzzling your face into his denim shirt. You inhale the smell of him, the mix of pine, wood and mint, a little bit of sweat, enough that its blocking the nauseating scent of the grease in the air and suddenly you feel a wave of calm wash over you, relaxed in his gentle embrace. 

You smile, carding your fingers through his and bringing his flat hand to the base of your tummy. 

“I promise: this baby is definitely yours. So calm now because Daddy’s scent is here to comfort her.”

Joel’s lips curl into a smile, welcoming the touch of warmth cradled by your rounded belly. “Still think it’s a girl?”

You cup his face, bringing him to you as you plant a loving kiss on the scruffy patch on his peppered cheek.

“I know it.”

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Soup for the Soul and Sanguinala

Author's note: More of Husbandry with Jophiel. Thanks to @sleepyfan-blog for letting me borrow Cedric. Thanks to @c-u-c-koo-4-40k for letting me borrow Khopesh and Lullaby. Thanks to @felinisnoctis for letting me borrow Asariel, Gerhardt, Felix, Batsy, Mic, Malachai, Job and Tercelle.

Author's note 2: Slight edit- Khopesh is BS-ing Lullaby A bit more. Sorry for not adding it before. Stupid Tumblr messaging system.

Summary: Jophiel helps cook and process a bunch of pigs and helps make a bone broth soup with bovine, pig and other large bones.

Warning: Food, cooking, mentions of cannibalism.

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Jophiel is humming to himself as he has finished adding in all of the bones to the water as he is heating up the water to help boil the bones into broth. He hands in various aromatic vegetables and will wait on adding in more than salt and pepper for seasonings for after the soup is mostly ready. 

It takes a lot of time and patience to make really good bone broth, which felt like it takes forever to make as the bones are softened and the collagen and calcium are leached out the bones and into the liquid, once they are soften enough the bones are cracked and the marrow is is scrapped out and roasted in the oven for extra flavor. 

He's going to grind the bones into a fine meal powder and sprinkle them back into the soup base, adding back in the roasted bone marrow as well. He adds in more seasoning and flavors as the slow cooked beef is easily shredded and added back into the soup.

For vegetables and spices, he uses to round out and enhance the dish are; celery, onion, carrots, some cream, butter and eggs to give it added richness, garlic, ginger, scallions, some lemon and lime juice, olive oil was used in roasting off the veggies, oregano, tomato, basil, corn, beans, and both bell peppers and some spice peppers were used to sweeten and bring heat to the dish, some lemongrass and potatoes to help enhance the flavor and bulk out the soup-stew thing he was making.

Claude is making bread for the soup-stew and is in the process of kneading the dough. He's being careful because over kneading, it can happen with how strong Astartes can be Primaris Marines doubly so. Kerubiel is making a compound butter to go with the bread. Thressl is pretty excited because his first batch of homemade alcohol is ready to be drunk by others, and the flavor profile turned out great, and it would compliment the soup-stew that Jophiel is making.

"It's really nice of Nanael, Olly, and Cedric to have bought those pigs and a couple of large bovine to help us make a feast of food to thank our older brothers and cousins for all that they do to help us." Jophiel says as he sings a song under his breath.

Ramiel nods as he continues to help tend to the barbecue pit that was dug, with permission outside to smoke and cook a vast majority of the pigs and cow meat. He had come in briefly to grab something and spoke up, "It is wonderful that we are able to do something big to help show our appreciation. And it's in time for the festival of Sanguinala too.”

"Mhm!" Jophiel says with a grin, "I am curious to know what Nanael, Cedric, and Olly are cooking up together in the other kitchen, I say a bunch of sweet ingredients. I wonder if Cedric will make more jam? It is so good... and caused quite the stir.”

Some of the bones that Nanael gave him to cook with were oddly shaped. And Nanael had one of those Intense looks on his face. Jophiel wisely didn't ask any questions as he thanked Nanael for the ingredients to make the soup. Jophiel knows Nanael likes to go hunting with Cedric sometimes.

Once everything was ready they called in the rest of their fellow Primaris who aren't in the med bay to eat a bit of the food, including Nanael, Cedric, and Olly who brought out some excellent jam and sweets. Olly was experimenting with using ginger bug to make a slightly fermented and fizzy drink.

It's quite good in Jophiel's opinion. Once they finished their small celebratory feast together they packed up the food into various clam-shell food boxes to carry off and give to anyone who requested some of the delicious food. Jophiel has a couple of boxes of food for Khopesh and Lullaby and he calls out to the pair of them.

“Lullaby! Khopesh!” He says as the two of them turn to look at him as he gives them both a big smile that covers his teeth, “Happy Sanginala! I made extra food- it’s safe for baselines and Astartes to eat. If you want some.”

He peers down at both of them with cheerful mahogany eyes as he offers the food to both of them. Lullaby smiles back at him, “thank you for the food… What’s Sanguinala?”

Jophiel hands over the food to both of them and says, “Sanguinala is a celebration that Astartes celebrate- it’s a time to remember the fallen and cherish those who are still alive. A time for feasting and boasting of stories.”

He skips over the part about the grieving of the death of The Holy Primarch Sanguinius and the burning of the effigy of The Arch Traitor Horus. A deep spark of rage flickers and he closes his eyes and breathes out and opens them again as he focuses on Older brother-cousin Khopesh and Lullaby.

“Do you know where Karlsor is?” Jophiel asks, “I’ve got plenty of food to give out and I want to give some to him- to thank for his help in training Claude and helping out with stuff.”

“He’s at base.” Khopesh says.

“Thanks Khopesh!” Jophiel says with a cheerful grin as he heads out.

Later- once Lullaby and Khopesh are back in Lullaby’s home, Khopesh explains certain things to Lullaby- to warn them about certain… dubious parts of the food. Jophiel doesn’t know for certain that there are some Astarte’s in the food, but he suspects- due to how… certain bones are and how some of the meat looks. But Jophiel doesn’t say anything- after all, waste not, want not on such things. Also, he’d seen the healing injuries on Olly’s face and knows that something happened recently.

~~

"If you want to partake in Sanguinala food, there's a chance dead astarte bones are used in the soup base."

"Huh!?" Lullaby says incredulously her eyes going wide.

"It's a matter of culture for the Astarte making it. The idea of those that pass or who are lost can still go on to sustain the living. And with so many chapters involved I'm just saying there's a Chance of that being the case." Khopesh explains hurriedly. "If you do not wish to partake, I will consume it instead."

Lullaby bites their lip, looking down at the soup nervously. "So it...it's considered, honoring the dead right? Like...I'm eating this and...it's like, even though they're gone they'll still be a part of the life of the living?"

Khopesh nods, "Yes, and I can say that from experience..."

He licks his scarred lips nervously. "Many a Nightlord who fell was honored this way. Our fallen brothers sustained those like me. So we could go on fighting when supplies could not be replenished otherwise!"

Khopesh swears, reaching out to touch his mates face. Lullaby leans into his hand, and the next part he can say with full honesty. "Without them...I may never have met you. So I am even more grateful for them..."

"...Okay," They nod. "I'll...I'll eat a little and if it gets to be too much...I'll stop." They say.

"And I can finish whatever you do not. But if you are uncomfortable you don't need to-" Khopesh begins.

"But it's culture to you! And...as long as no one is being needlessly killed to fulfill that tradition, then I want to partake in your culture too." Lullaby assures him. "Besides...the idea of veneration for the lives taken to sustain ours is something I try to abide by when I consume other meats, so...I should be willing to do this too." They ladle some soup onto their spoon and pop it into their mouth cautiously.

"Well?" Khopesh leans in, curious. He was only slightly lying to Lullaby about all of this, cannibalism is a practice of both the Night Lords and The Blood Angels at times.

"It...just tastes like beef stew." Lullaby hums incredulously, and takes another bite. "I don't know what I expected."

Khopesh snorts. "What did you expect? You'd drop on all fours and become a slavering cannibal?"

"Hey if the Donner Party could go through having to eat dead people to survive And go on to keep living with a much more awful trauma, then I can honor a possibility passed Astarte by eating his boiled bone juice." Lullaby taps back, eating another spoonful. "Besides it might just be beef or...Pork in here so maybe there's nothing like that to worry about." They shrug.

Khopesh grins as he dips into his own bowl. Partially in relief but also...

Oh he feels a little bad but also so, so, So Excited. It's not like the wholesome warmth he feels with his mate. This is trembling and twisted and Wicked. He hasn't felt like this since his last execution! His Lullaby taking his culture in stride is one thing but beneath that is a dark Dark satisfaction.

The Bastard who had caused all of them such a headache, who made his sweet one Cry is now Feeding them. (Provided he's correct about Who's bones are in this soup and it's not that Jophiel just Happened to make some after the incident.)

Why settle for yanking out teeth when you can Remove an issue completely and turn those teeth and bones into a nourishing broth for others? Khopesh purrs as Lullaby eats, and wraps an arm around them as they eat the warm soup on the chilled day. They lean into his side.

"Waste not want not." They say as they finish then clasp their hands briefly. "To whatever or whoever went into this, Thank You."

Khopesh smiles, and does the same. "Indeed, Thank You."

~~

Jophiel heads to Rot Bone base and gives out food to any brave- or hungry enough Chaos Cousins to want such things. He makes sure to give food to Karlsor, Shattering, Ghosk- and some of the other cousins who have been rather helpful to them this year. He even gives some to that Slaaneshi asshole Zaarius.

He then heads out to where The Chaos Trio- where Batsy, Felix and Mic are, he still has… some… complicated feelings about the three of them. But he likes being able to fly and hang out with Batsy- the color of his armor, he knows gives Nanael… complicated feelings about, but … Chaos Sons of Sanguinius, while rare, happen.

“Happy Sanguinala Batsy, Mic, and Felix,” Jophiel calls out as the trio of Chaos Primaris Space Marines.

Batsy comes over first saying, “ooo! Food.”

Jophiel smiles and hands over the box of food to Batsy and nods towards his cousin. He turns to Felix who nods towards him and takes the box of food from Jophiel and says with a small smile, “Thank you cousin!”

Mic makes a grumpy face, but he grabs a box of food from Jophiel despite grumbling about the tradition. Jophiel happens to notice a few hours later that all three of the trio are eating the food that he and his fellow brother-cousins made which makes him happy.

Jophiel goes around handing out the food to everyone who asks for it and he heads to the medical bays at Stone Flame base- after checking in with Cedric and the Apothecaries on duty, he hands out the homemade food to those who are allowed such food items.

“I checked with the Apothecaries and they said you could eat this,” He goes over to Tercelle’s medical room and calls out, “Happy Sanguinala, Tercelle!”

Tercelle turns to look at him and tilts his head asking, “Sanguinala?”

Jophiel then remembers that Tercelle is from before the fall of the Lord Sanguinius as he somberly explains, “Lord… Lord Sangiuiniuis was murdered by the Arch Traitor Horus- during the Heresy… and… and Sanguinala is.. It’s a holiday that was made to honor his sacrifice… and the sacrifices of all those who have fallen defending the Imperium from Chaos. And to celebrate those who yet survive.”

Tercelle listens, nodding a little bit as he says, “A fitting holiday. I only saw him once but he was striking. Fangs pulled back as the blood of the battle soaked his armor and wings. Blocking strikes with his spear before the enemy could even start them.”

Jophiel’s eyes sparkle in awe and excitement as he hears Tercelle speaking of Lord Sanguinius. He loves hearing Tercelle’s stories about the battles he’s been in- especially about the times he’s fought with the Primarchs. Or had seen those Demi-god sons of the God Emperor fight.

Tercelle is not surprised that Lord Sanguinius fell during The Heresy it’s something that fills him with sorrow, but Sanguinius is not the first Lord Primarch he’s heard fallen to the blades of traitors, when he’s from is after the Death of Ferrus Manus at the hands of his traitor Primarch Fulgrim.

Jophiel knows that Claude is going to give more Food to Anrir and the rest of the Night Lord Claw who’s adopted him. He just managed to find Khopesh and Lullaby first to give them some well wishes and food. He’s headed to where older brother Asariel and older cousin Gerhardt are staying while they recover together.

“Happy Sanguinala Brother Asariel, Cousin Gerhardt,” Jophiel says, warning them of his presence, as he knows being around Psyker’s causes them stress. “I made a Gift of Food for both of you.”

Asariel turns to Jophiel and says, “Thank you, Jophiel.”

Jophiel beams at his understandably cautious older brother and hands a specifically made food gift to him. He’d tried his best to make the flavors of the food the Baal-ite version of Sanguinala food, but Ancient Terra didn’t quite have the same spices, but he’s hopeful that it’s close enough.

He hands over the gift of food to Gerhardt who seems a bit skeptical as in his experience, no one ever just gives him things. Not without a cost. Jophiel notices the slight suspicion that the Ultramarine gives the food to him and Jophiel explains, “Olly, me, and the others made way too much food for us to finish on our own- so we are gifting food to everyone as a Sanguinala present. I hope you enjoy the food.”

Jophiel is going to head to Chaplain Malachai and Brother? Cousin? Job’s farm, he makes sure that the cooler with their food gift is properly secured as he makes sure to send a message ahead of his arrival that he’s coming over. He looks around and grumbles at the Stupid Evil Goat that likes to try to eat his wings.

Jophiel lands and calls out, “Brother Chaplain Malachai? Honored Older Brother Job?”

The large first born Lamenter Chaplain comes out and Jophiel grins as he says, “Happy Sanguinala Chaplain Malachai. I brought you and Honorable Older Brother Job The Gift of Food.” 

“I insist that you stay for dinner, Jophiel.” Malachai says warmly as he gestures for the younger Son of Sanguinius to come into his home. “And happy Sanguinala.”

“Thank you older brother!” Jophiel chirps, “I’d be honored to stay and have dinner with you and Job.”

He nods towards Job who nods back. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“I am making soup.” Job says, “Help with cutting the soup.”

Jophiel nods and helps Job make the soup and hums a little as he cuts and dices, slices and adds in the vegetables and meat as Job dictates him to wash his hands and the cutting board and utensils he used. The scraps that weren’t going to be put in the soup gets put into the scrap pile to turn into fertilizer.

Jophiel hands over the boxes of food that he and the other Primaris Marines made for Sanguinala Supper. Jophiel helps them set up their dinner- with the additions of the food that Jophiel brought that he and his brother-cousins made as well. He talks and listens to Malacahai and Job.

Malacahai hands him a notebook bound in embossed lambskin and a warm look in his eyes as he hands over the gift, “A gift for you, Young Jophiel.”

“Thank you for the gift Brother Chaplain,” Jophiel says with a bright happy grin as he gently takes the notebook and gently pets the soft lambskin cover and hugs it to his chest.

“You are welcome.” Malacahai says as he glances out the window. “It’s late. Why don’t you stay over?”

“Thank you,” Jophiel says as he sees how dark it’s gotten. He’d figured that he’d stay over with Brother Chaplain Malachai for a while and had planned accordingly with the food gifts he was handing out to others.

He rather suspects that Cedric is going to give food gifts to Arnault, Roland and their Bonded humans. Or Ramiel will, or one of the others who are Black Templar Primaris Marines who have met the two first born brothers.

[loudlittleecho]

Too Late to Save Them: Frozen in Time.

Previous

Part 3

Paul had moved the Ice Growler into a shed. He had needed that field, after all. The ice had repaired itself from the previous chips, but never grew larger or smaller. It was just one of those things one keeps in a shed. Out of sight, out of mind, unless you need something.

It had been a year. Two, maybe? From Paul’s estimates, when his son found it. His kids visited every so often. Becks, his oldest, worked as a librarian. His son, Nathaniel, was a. . . stock broker? Banker? Paul was never sure what his son did, but Nathan was always talking about his ‘next big break’. Paul loved his kids, and he and Sara had made sure the two had a decent enough education, and that their wills were fair between the two. Especially when Sara’s cancer diagnosis revealed itself.

Well, Nathan was fit to be tied about the ice in the shed.

“Dad! Do you know what this means?”

Paul added another helping of green beans to his plate. This was a ‘dedicated meal’. Sara had made the kids promise- you will visit your father once a season- this was one of those meals.

Rebecca– Becks- visited more often, though Nathan typically visited only the four times a year.

Nathan continued. “This could be my big break! Ice that never melts?? Dad, I could compete against the Stanley and Yeti brand- I could sell it to medical companies- I could sell it to anyone! I– we could make millions! Why did you not tell me earlier?”

Paul took a swig of sweet tea. Nathan always got very animated when he got a new idea. That’s what he was, an idea man. Becks had a concerned look on her face.

“Dad, have you checked if it's safe, though? What if it’s dangerous?”

Paul loved his children. Becks, the overthinker, and Nathan, the optimistic.

“Bits of it have been in the fridge for a few months now. Nothin’s gone bad. Fridge hasn’t been plugged in for awhile.”

Becks placed the spoonful of corn down. The little family shared who brought what to their dedicated meals. Paul had supplied the iced tea, corn and green beans. (this year he hadn’t managed to shuck and peel like he used to. These were from cans, but he had made sure to rinse and season them thoroughly) Becks had brought the ham and mashed potatoes, and Nathan brought Bluebell Homemade Vanilla Ice Cream and store bought brownies. (the brownies had a discounted sticker from the grocery bakery. Paul was just glad Nathan was there).

“Dad. . .” Becks said worriedly, while Nathan jumped up. “The fridge! Really!”

The rest of the evening had a different pace from previous dinners. Nathan was on the phone with different “investors”, while Becks was on theirs researching about unmelting ice and effects of low levels of radiation in humans. Paul thought Becks had finally mastered Sara’s tater recipe. It was the butter. For a few years Becks had tried a ‘fat free’ healthier butter. It seemed to Paul that this year Becks had finally admitted that regular butter (and a heaping spoonful of it) made the best mashed potatoes.

. . .

It had been two weeks. Becks had bought him a new fridge and had brought replacements for everything he had in his other fridge. She told him she loved him and was just worried about the untested ice. (He mentioned twice about paying her; Becks just shook their head both times with a “Dad, I don’t need your money. I just want you".)

Nathan had asked him to borrow the ice. Have it tested. Have his investors look at it. Of course, Paul agreed. He wasn’t getting any younger, and if this really was something Nathan saw as helping people, “of course dad! Think of the diabetics!” Well, who was he to stop progress?

. . .

Nathan had asked his dad to give him the ice. Paul wasn’t sure. If what Nathan said was right, this could make Nathan a lot. . . and he needed to be fair between his two children. Nathan snapped at him. “Give me the ice. Becca can have the farm.” Paul still gave Becks a call. Becks had murmured something he couldn’t hear, but did say: “If you want to change your will that’s your choice dad. If Nathan’s plan doesn’t work. . . I’ll make sure Nathan’s ok. Don’t you worry.”

Paul trusted his children. The overthinker and the optimist.

He updated his will.

Part 4

[sunkissedchldrecon]

𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃

𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒕

the piles go from left to right. therefore, pile one is the sandwich, pile two is the strawberries and whip cream, and so on and so forth.

this PAC is intended for when you want to eat but don't know what you should make or order. you probably shouldn't use this daily, but if you want to: be my guest!

take your time to use your intuition to choose the pile that will best resonate with you. lastly, please don’t be afraid to say if the message resonated or not. it helps me in determining if my interpretations are correct or not, and i appreciate any sort of feedback - even if it’s “bad”.

good luck to you, reader 🍓

𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈

Shufflemancy: 

"Chocolate Legs" by Eric Benet

"One Last Time" from Hamilton the Musical

"Victory Song" by Stray Kids

Cards:

Ace of Minuta, Judgement (Rx), The High Priestess, Queen of Lunga (Rx)

Reading:

For those who chose this pile, there's an emphasis on cooking at home and being spontaneous! Something organic, grown in your backyard, or very heavily focused on home cooking would be good to eat right now. Try not being so focused on following a recipe perfectly; don't be afraid to make mistakes or to do things out of order - that's the joy of cooking. Trust your intuition to guide you while cooking! 

stelline pasta

mexican food

tteokbokki with rose water

salt & pepper

"sweet indulgence"

sweets in general, or as a base flavor

spicy as a secondary flavor

homemade/homegrown

family recipe

tomato

fruit

corn

hot, fire

𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐈

Shufflemancy: 

"god is a woman (live)" by Ariana Grande

"U Remind Me" by Usher

"Run" by Otis Kane

Cards:

The Emperor (Rx), King of Minuta, Seven of Minuta, Three of Ripiena, Page of Lunga

Reading:

Pile two, you may want to eat something that's a little messy and "heavy". There's an emphasis on indulgence and eating a little more than you might usually. You should eat something that's quick to make or to pick up yet that leaves you full and satisfied. You might even make it an event and invite family or friends over to eat with you! Overall there's an emphasis on speed and/or actually feeling full. 

(red) wine

champagne

orzo pasta

lasagna

seafood boil

ramen

loaded nachos

casserole

heavy sauce (ie. pasta, alfredo, dressing, etc.)

soul/southern food

heavy and indulgent

layered

"something that fills you up" - not a snack

𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐈𝐈

Shufflemancy: 

"Speed of Love" by Kelly Rowland

"Little People" by Todrick Hall

"Finesse (Remix)" by Bruno Mars (feat. Cardi B)

Cards:

Nine of Minuta, Two of Lunga, Four of Ripiena, Four of Lunga

Reading:

If you chose this pile, there's an emphasis on food that takes time to cook, receive, or eat. If you feel like eating out, you should eat something that's rich and savory - you might even order the most expensive thing on the menu. You might even eat two entrees or dishes! A new take on a comfort food might also be a good option. 

spaghetti

barbecue (specifically smoked or heavily marinated)

steak

brisket

chicken adobo

tex-mex

fusion cuisine 

savory as a primary flavor

comfort food

soul/southern food

double entrée

expensive - in amount of food or in actual price

𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐕

Shufflemancy: 

"Dangerous" by YG & Mozzy (feat. G Herbo)

"God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" by Pentatonix

"Bang Bang" by Jessie J, Ariana Grande and Nicki Minaj

Cards:

Eight of Minuta (Rx), Nine of Corta (Rx), Ace of Minuta, Three of Corta

Reading:

This is my fast food pile! If you're craving something from a drive-thru or something that's typically labeled as "bad" for you, go ahead and get it! I also intuitively heard the "girl dinner" song, so I'm also getting you might eat food that's considered more of a snack or a bunch of snacks if you want. Either way, something you can make quickly or take on-the-go would be good. 

fast food/drive-thru food

microwavable food 

mcdonalds

chicken nuggets

panda express

snack food

chips

popcorn

trail mix

charcuterie board

lunchables

food tray

[a-typical]

Probability figures in everyday decisions we make. Consider the public’s sentiment toward genetically modified organisms—GMOs. Reactions tend to be bimodal, depending on your politics, itself a warning flag. The truth and efficacy of science should never correlate with your political views.

The food chemical company Monsanto, now owned by Bayer, developed a genetically modified variant of corn that was completely resistant to glyphosate, a weed-killing herbicide marketed under the name Roundup, which they also developed. Monsanto scientists genetically removed their corn’s susceptibility to the chemical. This potent combo—Monsanto’s GMO corn coupled with Monsanto’s weed killer—enabled farmers to spray their entire crops and have the herbicide kill everything but the corn. The Vermont ice cream company Ben & Jerry’s uses corn syrup as a sweetener for some of their products. (Yes, I too was surprised to learn this.) News that some of their ice creams had trace amounts of glyphosate from the corn used in their syrup created a media dust-up. In response, Ben & Jerry’s decided to stop using GMO corn syrup altogether, even though the one-part-per-billion detection levels of glyphosate were far below US and European standards. Since many people who buy Ben & Jerry’s ice cream lean left—aligned with the company’s generally progressive views on all things—Ben & Jerry’s Homemade Holdings Inc. judged this ban to be a wise business decision.

Let’s look closer at what happened there. Every substance you could possibly ingest, food and otherwise, has a calculated lethal dose associated with it, measured by what’s called LD50. That’s the dose per kilogram of body weight where 50 percent of the people who consume that amount will die quickly. These data often come from tests on laboratory mammals such as mice. There’s another metric, called no-observed-adverse-effect level (NOAEL), which addresses the long-term influence of a substance on your health and is more sensible when thinking about food safety. LD50 helps to make a different point. The smaller its value for a substance, the more lethal it is. As such, tables of LD50s can be quite illuminating. Here’s a sampling:

Sucrose (table sugar) | 30 grams per kilogram

Ethanol (common alcohol) | 7 grams per kilogram

Glyphosate (Roundup) | 5 grams per kilogram

Table Salt | 3 grams per kilogram

Caffeine | 0.2 grams per kilogram

Nicotine | 0.0065 grams per kilogram

The most lethal substance on this hand-picked list is nicotine. Caffeine looks quite potent too. Just drink about eighty demitasse cups of espresso if you want to die from it. Next comes salt.

The least deadly on the list is sugar, as you might expect. Notice further that glyphosate is less lethal than table salt, but not by much. Actually none of this concerns us here. What matters is what happens to a 150 lb. (70 kg) person who eats Ben & Jerry’s ice cream—a fact I calculated but relegated to my Forbidden Twitter file, where it remains, simply for how disturbing it would be. In social media, I never intend to be disturbing:

You would need to consume four hundred million pints of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream for its trace amounts of glyphosate to kill you. But after only 20 pints you will die from its sugar content.

Ben & Jerry’s made the right corporate decision if it protected their profits. Although they could have also used the occasion as a teaching moment—a mind-blowing lesson on comparative risk. But that works only if people are open to learning. In modern times, many of us don’t satisfy that criterion, perhaps because, according to the nineteenth-century British essayist Walter Bagehot,

One of the greatest pains to human nature is the pain of a new idea.

It is, as common people say, so “upsetting;” it makes you think that, after all, your favourite notions may be wrong, your firmest beliefs ill-founded.… Naturally, therefore, common men hate a new idea, and are disposed more or less to ill-treat the original man who brings it.

— Starry Messenger: Cosmic Perspectives on Civilization - Neil deGrasse Tyson (2022)

[dxwnstxr]

It's autumn with them

Fandom: Bungou stray dogs

Characters: Chuuya, dazai, ranpo, tetchou, akutagawa, tachihara

Genre: fluff, headcanons

Warnings: none

A/n: I'm already in the autumn/halloween mood, and it's not even august yet😭☕️.

🍁 Chuuya 🍁

Chuuya would cuddle with you on the couch watching your favorite scary movie. He would yelp at the jump scares, then lie and say he didn't because he's not a wuss.

Chuuya would watch the autumn rain with you while drinking hot pumkin lattes.

Chuuya would bring you to pumkin patches and lose you in the corn maze.

Chuuya would go to starbucks with you to get the autumn beverages. Then go shopping together for autumn outfits.

🍁 Dazai 🍁

Dazai would make homemade pumpkin pie with you just to steal some of it.

Dazai would make sure you both wear matching halloween costumes.

Dazai would stop to pet a black cat on your walk down a path in the orange and red woods.

Dazai would bring you outside to play in the autumn rain. Then, afterward, take a cozy apple sented shower together.

🍁 Ranpo 🍁

Ranpo would make sure to buy you all of his favorite halloween themed candy.

Ranpo would spoil all of the scary movies, so instead, you both carved pumpkins.

Ranpo would make you bring him to all of the mini autumn shops in downtown. He'd later got carried away, though, and grab you by the hand, pulling you to the shops he wants to look at.

Ranpo would only eat the whipped cream on his pumpkin pie. He'd then give the rest to you.

Ranpo would run ahead of you on sweet autumn walk and shout to you all the amazing thing he sees while pointing to them. You then would lift up your camera and capture the beautiful shot.

🍁 Tetchou 🍁

Tetchou would see you still hungry after eating your thanksgiving meal and would give you his portion.

Tetchou would lay a nice freshly washed and dried blanket on you while it's still warm as you sleep on his shoulder.

Tetchou would promise to take you to a pumkin patch. He ended up losing you 10 times before he called it a day.

Tetchou would let you pick out his outfits when you both went on autumn dates.

🍁 Akutagawa 🍁

Akutagawa would watch scary movies with you, but every time you jumped, he told you that you're being a baby. He later got embarrassed when he got scared near the end of said movie.

Akutagawa would ride on the hayrides with you and act like he hates it. Though after a while, you catch him smiling at the scenery.

Akutagawa would fall asleep easily on rainy autumn nights. You would cuddle him while he softly snores in your arms.

Akutagawa would take halloween very seriously but would act like he could care less. Though when it's time to knock on the doors, he gets nervous and acts you to do it.

Akutagawa would sit at the island counter and peacefully watch you make autumn pastries. Spooky halloween music would be playing in the background as akutagawa tries to sneak some samples, then gets mad and lies when he gets caught.

🍁 Tachihara 🍁

Tachihara would challenge you to see who'd escape the corn maze first. To which he ended up getting lost in.

Tachihara would go on a midnight autumn ride on his motorcycle with you. You would point out places you'd like to stop, and he would. You'd hope off, take out your camera, and take calming pictures of him under the autumn moon.

Tachihara would call out all of your friends just to have a pumkin carving competition. To which tetchou came first, you second, and teruko came third.

Tachihara would playfully dip his pointer finger in whipped cream and then poke you in the nose, leaving a dot of whipped cream.

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