#little bread stick

[museaway]

what would you take from my room?

I was tagged by @rosemirmir, tysm!! This is adorable. I'm in my kitchen right now so the items are from that room.

tagging anyone who sees this & would like to play!

[notsocooljess]

my headcanon for katniss and peeta’s daughter is that she is very sweet but very shy. she reminds katniss a lot of madge - quiet and caring and brave.

just like madge, their daughter loves strawberries, and she likes to drizzle them with honey. peeta starts calling her “honey” because of it, and the nickname sticks so well that by the time their son is old enough to talk he thinks that’s his sister’s real name.

[sunshine-and-moonshine]

I’m gonna be trying to go noodle free for a while (I love them but they are the enemy of my weight loss dreams)

[spilling-blood]

Damn you thick ass wild caught cod. Okay my first time that went so well was thinner cuts I will admit. This time was better than the last tho in terms of me managing the thick ass piece but not perfect. Way more delicious however.

[radioroxx]

Eat anything good today?

NOTHING of interest today tbh. i did have an apple juice though. does that count

[softie-life]

Pizza time!

[catiecriesalot]

I like to play Bald[man’s] Gate 3 because I get to fulfill my life long dream of living in tents outside with all my best friends.

[kryptonian-tree]

ive talked about this in real life to the point where my friend makes fun of me but omg just had hummus for the first time the other day and it is Ssoooo good omg

[springlock-suits]

Got the pizza box from amc :] now I just need to get the regal one since they're apparently different

[sparrowtapes]

I feel like Little Caesars should have a deal today. Idk what deal but it should be a thing.

[prlssprfctn]

Freshly adopted Jason, who is so used to taking care of his mother that the first morning in the manor, he wakes up in early hours to cook for Bruce, too.

Logically speaking, he understands that Bruce doesn't need it — he is a healthy adult, and they have Alfred — but it is six in the morning, and his mind is foggy, so he just follows his instincts. Maybe he does not even realise that mom is not here, after all.

Alfred finds him in the weakly dimmed kitchen when he finishes his walk around the Manor before starting with his chores. He is amused at first, stopping quietly behind the child. He is doing great (that's a surprise since Dick intentionally just stirred more trouble), and Alfred can't help but smile a little.

'Good morning, master Jason. If you are hungry, you should wake me up the next time. I promise to take care of you.'

Jason blinks owlishly, still awfully sleepy. His eyes are barely opened, his hands working on the automat.

'Breakfast,' he mumbles, frowning a little. 'For mom- I mean, for dad.'

Alfred's smile falters. His original impression shifts in a late realisation.

Oh.

'Master Jason, you shouldn't really-'

'Finished,' he yawns, putting a one — just one, nothing for himself at all — plate in front of Alfred.

It is a very simple dish, scrambled eggs with some black paper and toasted bread — but not even made in a toaster, just on the pan; this kid probably doesn't know how to use toasters. It smells nice, Alfred compliments mentally.

'Can you-' He yawns. 'Pass to-'

And then little Jason falls asleep helplessly, falling right in Alfred's arms. He catches him, of course. This boy weighs nothing at all.

'Hey, Al,' Bruce sticks his head in the kitchen, no less sleepy. 'What is going on?'

Alfred explains to Bruce what happened, and he is no less distraught. He helps him to put Jason in the bed and eats all the breakfast he prepared, with a mixture of delight and despair.

And when Jason wakes up, embarrassed by the faint memories of the early morning, Alfred puts a big plate in front of him, filled with so much food that his big blue eyes light up instantly.

'Bon appetite, master Jason,' he smiles. 'Your cooking had passed my personal standards for a cook. You are a good soldier.'

Jason giggles, his mouth already stuffed with bacon.

'That I am.'

And that he always will be.

[ms-demeanor]

Hey, are you a broke motherfucker trying to save money on groceries and attempting to plan for having food in the house at the end of the month? Do you have a good system for storing frozen meat? If you don't, here's how I do it:

Large Bastard called me when I was at the plasma center (we're broke motherfuckers!) to tell me that Aldi had nearly expired pork chops (use or freeze by tomorrow) for 50% off, so I told him to get 4 packs.

I keep my freezer pretty full with homemade stock, frozen meat, frozen veggies, frozen fruit, and g-free bread, so I can't just stick the big packages of pork chops directly in the freezer, and besides if I do, the pork chops will freeze to each other and then I'll have to thaw the whole mass of them if i want to cook them, which will increase thawing time.

So what I do instead is make an accordion of waxed paper and fill it with pork chops.

This ends up saving a ton of space, and means I can choose to thaw 8 pieces or 1 piece or however much I need at a time.

3 packs stored this way are smaller than 1 pack from the store.

The final accordion of meat gets wrapped in a layer of waxed paper, then put into a freezer bag with the air pressed out, and now if I don't have cash for groceries I've still got something to eat.

This is also the way that I save meat that is close to its spoilage date that I won't be able to cook before it goes bad. If you stick a family pack of chicken breasts in the freezer, you have a family pack of chicken breasts to thaw. If you put them into little waxed paper envelopes, you've got single serving packets that you can easily toss into a soup or bake from frozen.

This is ALSO pretty much the technique I use to freeze banana slices when my bananas are going brown and I'm not in the mood to bake, only I freeze them on a cutting board before breaking them off and sticking them in a bag when they're frozen.

Freeze wet stuff in individual pieces, not big chunks, so you don't have to break up big chunks to use your frozen food.

I know this probably seems pretty obvious to a lot of people, but it wasn't obvious to me until a couple years ago because nobody ever showed me how to do it and I didn't grow up in a family that cooked a lot.

[fingertipsmp3]

Feeling very much like one of those white women you see on nextdoor panicking that they & their kids are going to be kidnapped because they got ‘followed’ around a grocery store, but seriously I just got followed around the grocery store

[anon-apple]

Hot Soup and Soft Bread 10

Table of Contents and Synopsis <- Chapter 9 Read Chapter on WordPress

Chapter 10: Instant Noodles with an Egg IV

One day around sunset, electricity went out in Qin Qin Homeland for a few hours. Because of the high temperatures, Liu Xiaoying went downstairs and found a shaded place to cool down in the breeze. Zhou Cunqu stubbornly stayed inside and ended up with a heatstroke. He took some medicine and groggily fell asleep. He slept for a long time. When he woke up, the sky was already pitch black. A mug of herbal tea sat on his nightstand. Zhong Qiuyan had attached a sticky note and wrote: Make sure to drink more water. Rest up today. I won’t be coming today at midnight.

After Cunqu sat upright, he discovered another note beneath the mug. It was already damp from the condensation on the teapot. Cunqu unfolded it. Qiuyan had written neatly on top of the piece of A5 paper: Apology Letter.

Cunqu couldn’t help but laugh. He continued reading. Qiuyan solemnly apologized for his behavior of forcibly kissing him. Then he started analyzing the cause and effect of this event as well as introspecting on himself. At the very end, he wrote:

This is how things are. If you are still angry, I’ll bring a feather duster tomorrow and beg for your forgiveness.[1] But before I ask for forgiveness for my offenses, let me offend you a bit more. It’s like this, Zhou Cunqu, you’ve already read what I wrote before this. I think I probably like you. If you are interested in a relationship… Here, Qiuyan had crossed out the last few words and wrote: The next time you want a relationship… He crossed that out again. Then he wrote: The next time you want to find someone for a relationship, can you consider me? Once again, he crossed out the entire sentence and wrote: I want to be in a relationship with you. 

At night, Cunqu sent a text to his ‘Smart Assistant’: I was stuck inside for too long today. Why don’t you still come by today and let’s go for a walk?

After a few minutes, Qiuyan unexpectedly replied: No.

Cunqu was taken aback for a few minutes. Qiuyan immediately followed up with another text: I have some things to take care of later tonight.

Cunqu thought about it for a bit and replied: All right.

Qiuyan bonked his head a few times against the wall at A’Shan’s auto repair shop. A’Shan was squatting down and examining the chassis of a car. He turned to look at Qiuyan and said: “Knock your head again and the few brain cells you have are gonna scatter away.”

Cunqu also squatted down and hugged A’Shan from behind and whined: “Help me A’Shan. It hurts so much. It’s like there’s a little hand clutching at my heart right now, grabbing one fistful then another.”

A’Shan mumbled to himself: “What kind of…”

Qiuyan gloomily said: “What if he says, he doesn’t want to. Then what do I do?” He leaned against A’Shan’s back and refused to get up.

That night, Qiuyan couldn’t fall asleep. The next day he had a day off, so he just got up, leaned against the windowsill, and had a smoke. Like he told Cunqu before, in the past he liked a girl from the same village. But at that time, Da Yu liked her, A’Shan probably also secretly liked her, so he also decided to like her. In middle school, their village handed out milk boxes[2] to the students between classes. The flavor that everyone received was different. That girl apparently liked strawberry-flavored milk. So Qiuyan saved up a bunch of strawberry-flavored milk boxes, put them in a little basket, and brought it to confess to her. The girl said she liked neither strawberry milk nor Zhong Qiuyan. 

Qiuyan had a cigarette between his fingers, buried his head in his arms, and groaned “Help…”

Cunqu wasn’t the same, Qiuyan thought. When that girl rejected him, he threw it to the back of his mind and forgot all about it. But now, if Cunqu rejected him, Qiuyan felt like he probably would need to hug Da Yu and A’Shan and bawl for two or three months. Every time he shut his eyes nowadays, all he could see was Cunqu’s face.

He squatted down and leaned against the wall. He had taped the card Cunqu wrote on the side of his nightstand. He stared at those few lines of the poem and took a drag out of the cigarette.  

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The next day, Cunqu waited for a while downstairs, but Qiuyan still didn’t show up. He called him. Qiuyan picked up and said weakly: “I’m almost there.”

Cunqu, wearing a grey t-shirt and a pair of shorts, was leaning against the entrance door. Qiuyan saw him from far away. When the car stopped, Cunqu opened the door and got in. He asked Qiuyan: “Why don’t we go for a walk today?”

Qiuyan didn’t turn to look at him. Staring at the path in front of him, he shook his head. Cunqu shrugged and said: “Then let’s drive.” But Qiuyan didn’t start the car. Cunqu patted his face and asked: “What’s up with you today?”

Qiuyan turned and asked: “Ge, no matter what, you’ll let me accompany you and keep helping you until Liu Xiaoying’s birthday in November right?”

Cunqu nodded. Qiuyan felt a bit relieved and sighed at himself. As he started the car, Cunqu asked: “Your note from yesterday. Were you confessing to me?”

Qiuyan abruptly slammed the brakes. Cunqu almost fell out of his seat. Qiuyan helped him up and said, “Sorry.”

The dancing girl figurine spun in circles in between them.

Cunqu grabbed Qiuyan’s hand, pulled him slightly closer to himself, and wrapped his arms around Qiuyan’s neck as he said: “When you are kissing, don't randomly poke around in my mouth. Take it slow. And remember to breathe through your nose.”

Cunqu leaned in and kissed him. His tongue traced the tip of his nose, his lips, teeth, and intertwined with Qiuyan’s tongue. The car wasn’t started, the AC wasn’t on. The interior was extremely stuffy. When sweatdrops on Qiuyan’s forehead rolled down and landed onto the back of his hand, he opened his eyes. Cunqu pulled away, but Qiuyan hugged him closer and messily kissed his eyelids and cheeks. When he finally kissed enough, he reluctantly stopped and asked: “Ge, what did you mean by that?”

Cunqu sighed and asked: “Did you think I was going to reject you?”

Qiuyan nodded. Cunqu smiled with exasperation and said: “I thought we had been flirting[3] with each other for some time now. But looks like there's a fool who was not on the same wavelength at all. He couldn’t even tell that I was also interested in him.

Qiuyan wiped away some of the sweat on Cunqu’s forehead with a napkin. In confusion, he asked: “Ah? We’ve been flirting with each other?”

Cunqu replied: “I even copied verses from a love poem for you, you fool.”

Belatedly, Qiuyan started to mentally review everything that’s happened. Cunqu unbuckled his seatbelt as he said: “I don’t date fools, I’ll be leaving first.”

Qiuyan immediately locked the car doors and dragged Cunqu into his embrace. “You’re not going anywhere,” he said.

The little girl figurine spun and spun and knocked into Qiuyan’s head. Qiuyan let out a swear, then immediately kissed Cunqu’s cheek. Cunqu said: “Have you considered that I won’t be able to go out on dates with you, I don’t have a job, my mental state is not quite stable yet…”

Qiuyan interrupted him: “We can date at home. If not Xiaoying’s place we can go to mine. Seeing you right after getting off work would make me so happy.”

Cunqu didn’t say anything for a long time. Qiuyan urged: “Ge, say something. I’m starting to feel the little hand grabbing at my heart again. If it grabs a few more times, I’m going to have a heart attack. I’m being serious.”

Cunqu’s laugh came out a bit choked up. He scolded: “What are you even saying…”

He let out a sigh. Lowering his head, he wiped away the tears that were about to spill over from his eyes. Then he said: “What I wanted to say is the same. Every day when I'm able to see you, I feel really happy. Zhong Qiuyan, although right now I’m not very good, in fact, I’m quite awful, I still really want to be with you.” -> Chapter 11

Footnotes

[1] I think he’s implying Cunqu can use the feather duster and beat him with it to vent his anger lol [2]Milk in China are commonly shelf-stable. They often are sold in little cartons the same way juice does.  [3] Cunqu doesn’t say “flirting” but instead says he thought they’ve been doing 暧昧 (an mei), this word literally translates to “ambiguous/ambiguity” but is often used in the romantic sense to refer to an attitude or a period of time before the relationship is confirmed but both parties are acting very…romantically “ambiguous” towards each other. Similar idea as UR/ST (unresolved romantic/sexual tension) lol. Oftentimes (not always), both parties are aware of each others’ feelings to some extent during this phase, but hesitate to actually speak it into existence because they either enjoy the ambiguity or due to some other concerns discouraging them from starting a relationship. But our dear friend Zhong Qiuyan here was just completely offline lol.

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T/N: THEY'RE TOGETHER!!!! there's so much to love in this chapter. Cunqu being the older, and more experienced one in a relationship, guiding Qiuyan through his feelings and through the kisses. But yet at the same time, being too self-aware of his current state, being insecure of his ability to be a good enough lover to Qiuyan. And Qiuyan immediately reassuring him that it's ok, and just providing so much emotional value by straightforwardly displaying all of his feelings, letting Cunqu see exactly how much he values him. I adore Qiuyan for that. He doesn't need to be an expert in relationships, he might not know how to kiss, but he's so caring, so honest, so genuine, and he intuitively knows how to love so well. (also poor A'Shan hahaha he probably thinks his good old sworn brother has finally lost his last brain cell)

[straightwomenyuri]

A regular sized turkey sub mikes way sans mayo on rosemary parm with a side of Cheetos that I add to the sandwich at home from jersey mikes has actually saved my life multiple times shout out to the people who give don’t charge me for bacon because I work within walking distance from them I’d give them free large sodie and ranch any day 🤝

[wall-eye]

I thought I was more annoying about my job on here fjskdj I work in a small grocery store bakery/deli area. I make people's fried chicken or sliced meat/cheese or cold salads, mainly. Most of the bakery stuff is done by the time i get there, unless I have bag bread so im mostly doing deli stuff