#parm spam

[amphibizzy]

todays moon pasta

[blmpff]

PARM PAWARATE and AUN WARIT igs 01.07.24

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Reference: Food History

B.C.

10,000 - almonds, cherries, bread, flour, soup

8,000 - wheat ⚜ 7,000 - wine, beer, pistachios, pig, goat, sheep, lard

6,500 - cattle domestication, apples ⚜ 6,000 - tortilla, dates, maize

5,000 - honey, ginger, quinoa, avocados, potatoes, milk, yogurt

4,000 - focaccia, watermelons, grapes, pomegranates

3,200 - chicken domestication ⚜ 3,000 - butter, onion, garlic, apricots

2,737 - tea ⚜ 2,500 - olive oil, seaweed, duck ⚜ 2,300 - saffron

2,000 - peaches, liquorice, marshmallow, pasta, ham, sesame seeds

1,500 - chocolate, vanilla ⚜ 1,200 - sugar ⚜ 1,000 - mangoes, oats, pickles

900 - pears, tomatoes ⚜ 700 - cinnamon ⚜ 600 - bananas, poppy seeds

500 - artichokes ⚜ 400 - pastries, appetizers, vinegar

300 - parsley ⚜ 200 - turkeys, asparagus, rhubarb ⚜ 65 - quince

1st—13th Century

1st Century - chestnuts, lobster, crab, shrimp, truffles, blueberries, raspberries, capers, kale, blood (as food), fried chicken, foie gras, French toast, omelettes, rice pudding, flan, cheesecake, pears in syrup

3rd Century - lemons ⚜ 5th - pretzels ⚜ 6th - eggplant

7th Century - spinach, kimchi ⚜ 9th - coffee, nutmeg

10th Century - flower waters, Peking duck, shark's fin soup

11th Century - baklava, corned beef, cider, lychees, seitan

12th Century - breadfruit, artichokes, gooseberries

13th Century - ravioli, lasagne, mozzarella, pancakes, waffles, couscous

14th—19th Century

14th Century - kebabs, moon cakes, guacamole, pie, apple pie, crumpets, gingerbread

15th Century - coconuts, Japanese sushi and sashimi, pineapples, marmalade, risotto, marzipan, doughnuts, hot dogs

16th Century - pecans, cashews (in India), Japanese tempura, vanilla (in Europe), fruit leather, skim milk, sweetbreads, salsa, quiche, teriyaki chicken, English trifle, potato salad

17th Century - treacle, pralines, coffee cake, modern ice cream, maple sugar, rum, French onion soup, cream puffs, bagels, pumpkin pie, lemonade, croissants, lemon meringue pie

18th Century - root beer, tapioca, French fries, ketchup, casseroles, mayonnaise, eggnog, soda water, lollipops, sangria, muffins, crackers, chowder, croquettes, cupcakes, sandwiches, apple butter, souffle, deviled eggs

19th Century - toffee, butterscotch, cocoa, Turkish delight, iodized salt, vanilla extract, modern marshmallows, potato chips, fish and chips, breakfast cereal, Tabasco sauce, Kobe beef, margarine, unsalted butter, Graham crackers, fondant, passionfruit, saltwater taffy, milkshakes, pizza, peanut butter, tea bags, cotton candy, jelly beans, candy corn, elbow macaroni, fondue, wedding cake, canapes, gumbo, ginger ale, carrot cake, bouillabaisse, cobbler, peanut brittle, pesto, baked Alaska, iced tea, fruit salad, fudge, eggs Benedict, Waldorf salad

20th Century

1901 - peanut butter and jelly ⚜ 1904 - banana splits ⚜ 1905 - NY pizza

1906 - brownies, onion rings ⚜ 1907 - aioli

1908 - Steak Diane, buttercream frosting ⚜ 1909 - shrimp cocktail

1910 - Jell-O (America's most famous dessert)

1910s - orange juice ⚜ 1912 - Oreos, maraschino cherries, fortune cookies

1912 - Chicken a la King, Thousand Island dressing

1914 - Fettuccine Alfredo ⚜ 1915 - hush puppies

1917 - marshmallow fluff ⚜ 1921 - Wonder Bread, zucchini

1919 - chocolate truffles ⚜ 1922 - Vegemite, Girl Scout cookies

1923 - popsicles ⚜ 1924 - frozen foods, pineapple upside-down cake, Caesar salad, chocolate-covered potato chips

1927 - Kool-Aid, s'mores, mayonnaise cake ⚜ 1929 - Twizzlers

1930s - Pavlova cakes, Philly cheese steak, Pigs in blankets, margaritas, banana bread, Cajun fried turkey ⚜ 1931 - souffle, refrigerator pie

1933 - chocolate covered pretzels ⚜ 1936 - no-bake cookies

1937 - Reubens, chicken Kiev, SPAM, Krispy Kreme

1938 - chicken and waffles ⚜ 1939 - seedless watermelon

1941 - Rice Krispies treats, Monte Cristo sandwiches ⚜ 1943 - nachos

1946 - chicken burgers, tuna melts, Nutella ⚜ 1947- chiffon cake

1950s - chicken parm, Irish coffee, cappuccino, smoothies, frozen pizza, diet soda, TV Dinners, ranch dressing ⚜ 1951 - bananas foster

1953 - coronation chicken ⚜ 1956 - German chocolate cake, panini

1957 - Quebec Poutine ⚜ 1958 - Instant ramen noodles, crab rangoon, lemon bars ⚜ 1960s - beef Wellington, green eggs and ham, red velvet cake

1963 - black forest cake ⚜ 1964 - Belgian waffles, Pop Tarts, Buffalo wings, ants on a log, pita bread ⚜ 1965 - Gatorade, Slurpees

1966 - chocolate fondue ⚜ 1967 - high fructose corn syrup

1970s - California rolls, pasta primavera, tiramisu ⚜ 1971 - fajitas

1975 - hicken tikka masala ⚜ 1980 - turducken

1980s - Panko, portobello mushrooms, bubble tea, chicken nuggets, Sriracha, Red Bull energy drink, everything bagels

1990s - artisan breads, Jamaican jerk ⚜ 1991 - turkey bacon, chocolate molten lava cake, earthquake cake ⚜ 1993 - broccolini

1995 - Tofurkey ⚜ 1997 - grape tomatoes

21st Century

2002 - flat iron steak, tear-free onions ⚜ 2007 - Kool-Aid pickles, cake pops

2008 - Mexican funnel cake ⚜ 2013 - cronuts, test tube burgers

Source ⚜ Writing Notes & References

[aratakatism]

anthr one.. 9, 13(im Assuming they mean tumblr notes) and 21 🦕🦕

9, shows on watch list - uhhh honestly not much cause idgaf about watching tv that much tbh. probably karate kid/cobra kai and the mysterious benedict society because of mootie:)

i’m still in the process of watching ninjago so

13, what note would you be - i would be a Reblog . Because i like to spam about my interests sorry. if we’re doing music notes because i like music 🤓🤓 i would Be. a G# because i think its Myserioys and cool

21, how would you take your pizza - i don’t know what this means so im assuming it means how do you like your pizza. alfredo sauce, bacon, and  sausage 🙏🙏 or garlic parm sauce idk get me a side of wings w that too

[carmenberzattosgf]

this contains no spoilers for shameless, i just wanted to share the way i described carmy to my friend who has not seen the bear, i showed them the parm 4 carm pic and they said "he looks so polite"

i told them that simultaneously carmy is more polite and has a worse temper than lip gallagher. take that as you will 😭

(i do also like how different they are and jeremy's not just type casted after doing shameless for 11 seasons)

anyways i will stop spamming you i am so sorry olive i am truly sorry -🐁

Wait yeah that is a good description omg

Also never apologize for spamming! I’m a fellow yapper at heart

[chickenparm]

It's been sadly too long since I spammed your inbox with well wishes. So I hope you are well hon, you're an utter joy!

thank you chelly my beloved :^) parm venting for a bunch of paragraphs down below the cut about mental health and adhd and depression and things like that.

next monday i finally am getting some answers and solutions for the stuff i'm dealing with. that's a relief, but in the same breath there are a lot of thoughts in my head that have to do with being extremely angry and frustrated at both myself and the person in my life that was supposed to be looking out for me and taking care of me, but instead let me openly fester and set me up for failure throughout my childhood/teenage years.

ofc i'm working with my therapist on this, but now that i'm so close to getting the help i've needed for almost 30 years, i'm just getting angrier and angrier because my entire life could have unfolded in a better way. i could have followed all the dreams and goals i set out for myself as a child rather than be a teenager whose mental health was so unmanaged that i stopped setting goals because i didn't think i would be here long enough to see them through.

so now i'm nearly 30, with one degree i don't use and another i can't finish, and a life i'm not entirely happy with. often i sit and think about what could have been different if all my symptoms weren't ignored because i didn't display them the same way someone amab might. if i hadn't found video games so early in my life to focus myself to mask a lot of those symptoms.

would i be the game developer i wanted to be? would i have been able to write all the novels i fantasized about? would i have lead a less sedentary lifestyle and been more comfortable with myself and my skin?

it's not healthy because what's happened has happened, and really all i can do is take a breath and try to convince myself that there isn't a lot of use being upset and mad about it because i need to focus on what's ahead. but how do you do that when what's ahead is still going to be shaped by what's happened?

i remember once, my ex-partner and i got into an argument because i didn't have any big goals for myself. he was getting his master's degree, he was working under someone he admired for a long time. and all i could say was that my only goal in life was just to be happy. because i spent a long, long time being so unhappy that feeling any other way is difficult. unhappiness felt like my default setting - it still does. i think it always might. every day i have to make a conscious effort to remind myself that i can be anything other than that.

anyway, i guess the takeaway from all of this is that despite all of the frustration and anger i have inside, brighter days are coming. i just have to hang in there a little bit longer!

it gets better.

[mildmayfoxe]

pineapple mango mimosas IN GOBLET & truly hideous (but delicious) savory corn scallion & spam pancakes with bbq chipotle sauce & parm

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

🍟 (re-doing some of the spam 😅) Delicate Squad, Pinnocchio Village Haus & Gasparilla Island Grill?

Pinnocchio Village Haus

Kirsty – Chicken Strips

Charles – Caesar Salad with Chicken, side of breadsticks (mostly so Kirsty will steal them)

Vicki – Chicken Parm Sandwich

Troy – All-Meat Flatbread

Harry – Chicken Parm Sandwich

Gasparilla Island Grill

Kirsty – Choose Your Own Salad (romaine lettuce, chicken, tomato, cucumbers, peppers)

Charles – Pulled Pork Korean BBQ Bowl

Vicki – Caprese Sandwich

Troy – BBQ Pulled Pork Sandwich

Harry –House-Made Macaroni & Cheese, Garden Side Salad

[twerkstallion]

for the ask game!!

what is your favorite breed of horse?

what is your favorite recipe, if you cook or bake?

if you had to loop a song for a month straight, which one would you pick?

fav breed of horse- i used to be a big fan of thoroughbreds but ive been watching tiktok vloggers and now im sold on those calm, chunky quarter horses. gorgeous!

fav recipe- for baking i love making tollhouse chocolate chip cookies (from scratch). theres somethin about the way i make them with warm salted butter that has their consistency winding up perfect every time. even if i do eat the ingredients along the way. too bad im afraid of the oven. for cooking, i love to pan-fry cubed spam in sesame oil/hoisin/siracha/fish/soy sauce and douse with garlic and serve on clean white rice. recently i also learned how to make a real mean chicken parm too. had the family talking for weeks about it lol. the most fun recipe i make though is a version of huevos rancheros. yellow corn torillas seasoned in butter and taco sauce, sunny side up steamed egg cooked on top, spicy refried beans with cheddar and garlic melted in, serve with your fav salsa and crema on top and guac optional. very comforting meal

if i had to loop one song... oh man thats hard, ive def spent months and years looping some of them! i had a look, and heres a good one thats been nigh-impossible for me to skip for 6 years now:

its very high energy tho!

[linggluu]

My first cooked meal in this house that isn't eggs/bacon/spam/spaghetti/chicken parm etc.

Trying to cook my 排骨 and 空心菜 lmao

[e-dubbc11]

⚡️favorite ice cream flavor?

🔥last song you listened to?

🌼go-to comfort food?

🌊dream vacation?

*spams yer ask box, cuz I wanna* 😁😘🤗

Yay! More asks! Thank for these Dax! 😘

⚡️favorite ice cream flavor

Pistachio

🔥last song you listened to

To Love You More - Celine Dion (don’t judge me 🤣)

🌼go-to comfort food

My Dads chicken parm when he feels like making it for me 🤣

🌊dream vacation

I really want to go to Hawaii. Petra is another place I wanna see, Iceland also

Thank you again for sending me these!

[nobirdtennis]

so i made the star trek spaghetti

in classic guy following a recipe on the internet fashion, i made some substitutions. the major thing is that i used a spam-inspired marinated tofu because i hashtag do not eat meat. i think that turned out pretty well, it hit the salty-savory flavor notes and had a pretty decent texture.

to describe the cooking process:

listen, this recipe is pretty simple overall. but it does feel like more things went wrong than they usually do when i cook, so maybe that should have been a sign. all of my spaghetti broke??? i cooked it like i normally do but this was a different brand of spaghetti than i've used before.

the imitation spam is frozen + thawed super firm tofu, marinated with soy sauce, vegan worcestershire sauce, sugar, vinegar, garlic powder, and paprika. i fried this up in a pan while the spaghetti cooked, and it definitely did get burnt a bit (sorry bashir!)

the tomatoes part was fine, as expected.

i felt guilty when i added the beans. it just felt wrong. these were definitely american baked beans rather than british ones, but there was one can of baked beans at the grocery store i normally shop at and i was not making a second stop.

the mixture:

with everything assembled, i sat down to eat.

the sauce was..... fine? i think the combination of spam and spaghetti was pretty solid, which isn't too surprising. the beans were. sweet. my bean experience left something to be desired. i think it would have been less problematic with a more tomato-ey british bean, which i would make a point of acquiring if i ever make this again.

i did end up adding the suggested cheese because i had some parm in the fridge, though i don't feel like it contributed much.

i would rate this recipe not-great-but-still-tasty-enough. i halved the recipe and will have no qualms eating the other half tomorrow. it's a little cursed but honestly not as bad as it might sound. i wouldn't *recommend* anyone make this, but it is funny, and ultimately edible. will not be making again for food-enjoyment purposes, but would do it again for a bit.

if you choose to attempt this:

get the british beans if you can!

you might end up wanting more tomatoes than the recipe calls for depending on your desired pasta sauciness level

no no no no no no no no no no

[doctorodyssey]

mmmmmm i want some mac salad rn and spam musubi and i also want like a chicken parm sandwich on crusty italian bread and i want to sit outside and drink a beer and eat cheese fries and i want a spinach salad with strawberries and feta cheese and i want a samosa and i want a hotdog from fenway park with lots of onions and ketchup and i want one of those chocolate pudding dirt cups with gummy worms and i want a frozen coffee but one that's strong and not too sweet and i want deviled eggs at a friend's graduation party and i want to be back in the moment when i was 16 and it was summer and my friends and i stole two mike's hard lemonades from someone's mom and we sat around in the backyard passing them around pretending to be drunk and i want to go to my favorite cousin's house and sit around eating pieces of challah right off the loaf and i want to get a mediocre bacon egg and cheese from starbucks at the airport before i get on a 6 hour flight to my hometown where i'll be annoyed at mom for a week and i want to cook salmon for my friends you know?

[katsukikitten]

Stood Up

A/N Yall thank my friend for sending me rando tumblr screencaps from well aged posts. I just was like oo good fic idea and now here it is. I finally took time to write it. ENJOY!

Unblinking eyes gaze at you in curiosity mixed heavily with pity as you gulp down your fifth complimentary water.

Fellow diners stare, watching the scene unfold with heavy hearts although it is making good dinner conversation. Your dress now constricting when it was once body con. Hugging your curved

You'd been here long enough to watch couples come and go. Families to sit and laugh all the way through coffee and dessert.

Their gazes feel heavy.

"Are you ready to order yet?" The waitress asks kindly, trying hard to keep the pity off of her face, but you know that she knows "Or perhaps more bread?"

You stare down at the third *empty* basket, you bite the inside of your lip to keep your cool. White hot rage flows through your vein competing against burning embarrassment and the tears collecting in your eyes.

The slim waitress begins to collect the empty baskets, giving you a once over. You feel the pity radiating off of her in waves.

"Just a few more minutes please." You smile politely.

"There is heavy traffic tonight." She smiles back trying to encourage you but all it does is remind you that everyone knows what's happening in this restaurant and it is just *you* who is delusional.

And you're beginning to wonder how long you can tell yourself that traffic really is to blame.

It had been well over an hour from the time agreed upon by both yourself and your supposed date. Your phone is still dry, glass staring up with no notification in sight.

Hell not even a spam email.

Biting rouged lips you dig through your purse for any sort of cash to tip the waitress who so kindly took care of you while you sat their waiting patiently like an idiot.

Stood up.

It wasnt like this was the first time. You'd been stood up before and after giving them fifteen extra minutes of time you'd text them "Dont fucking bother my guy." Before ordering yourself a delicious meal and dessert.

Happy over the result, loving the longer life.

But shit you actually LIKED this guy. It was supposed to be your third date with him. He kissed you and left you at your door step damnit!

Or maybe that should have been hint enough.

A sharp inhale to collect yourself before you pat the 10 on the table. Making sure to keep your head held high when suddenly a strong hand clamps on your shoulder. Keeping you seated.

"Hey baby." He says a little loudly, you look into glittering rubies with a begrudged almost angry look. He flashes a wide tooth smile before kissing you on your cheek. Adding, again slightly above a normal voice.

"There was a crazy accident! I left the uber and had to walk here. And you know me I can't keep my phone charged to save my life."

The chair across from you slides across dark hardwood floors before it is settled into. A wink of shining rubies as you stare with now heated eyes.

"Play along? The names Kirishima Eijiro." He winks again.

Who the fuck was this guy?

Dressed in black with a blazing red tie, black vest and matching black shirt sleeves rolled to his forearms.

Why the fuck did he sit down across from you?

And why the fuck wasn't he scared of the death glare you were giving him?

Before you can ask the waitress comes over, giving Kirishima a slight glare.

A glance of "You better be paying" and "You better buy the gorgeous lady dessert!"

It does not go unnoticed by the red head, who happily takes the blame for the delay.

Better than the latter, which was you, this stunningly beautiful woman was being stood up.

It was unmanly. Not to mention it was hurting his heart.

"Bring a bottle of..." He glances to you, giving you a once over before a smile creep along his soft lips, "Actually make it a whiskey neat and a nice rum and coke?"

"Coming right up. Do you need a few moments?" She glances over the two of you, the waitress must know how famished you were. Well he sat across from you, enduring your harshest of glares, so a little pressure wouldn't hurt.

"Eijiro, order for me please *baby*?" You purr, folding up your menu, he takes your request with stride.

Shooting in the dark and hoping for the best.

"She'll have the parm crusted chicken, side caesar salad with the dressing on the side and fries." He winks your way, a smirk slides onto your lips, "I'll have the sirloin, rare to medium rare please and a loaded baked potato."

"Coming right up." She smiles, collecting the menus before happily waltzing to the order board.

You lean forward, a signature cat smile plastered on your lips.

"Not bad. Not bad." You take a sip of your refilled water, "It was Eijiro right?"

He laughs, its warm and kind, causing your stomach to flutter.

"Yes, I didn't catch your name?" He leans closer as you lean back, guarded.

"First, you have to answer why you decided to sit down across from me."

His everlasting smile falters for just a moment. He swallows, debating on answering truthfully or with a lie.

He thinks better of it.

"I didn't like the idea of such stunning fiercoity to be stood up. It was unmanly of your date and...." He waits for the waitress to set your drinks down before continuing, "Dickish."

It is your turn to laugh aloud as you watch a small blush creep upon his cheeks, bringing out the brightness of his eyes. You were truly in the presence of a gentleman, what with him waiting before cursing and speaking so lowly.

While you would have been brash, loud, and uncaring.

He relishes the sound of your sultry laugh, making him wonder what other parts of you were this...this intensely breathtaking.

He quiets some of his dirtier thoughts as he swallows down his desire with the whiskey.

"So you just happened to see me?" You nurse your own drink.

"Yes and no, I hear a couple talking about it on their way out. I was supposed to be with my friends tonight." His eyes roam the room, he smiles and you follow his gaze, "Well more of a work meeting."

A small group with a rowdy ash blonde, a quiet jade haired man, a petite chestnut brown haired woman and a man with a mop of mostly white hair.

For once in your life you feel a little guilty, his group of friends/co workers look fun.

You shouldn't be stealing him away just because he was saving you a bit of embarrassment.

"Oh, go back to them. I've eaten alone plenty of times." You smile his way, "I can cancel our orders."

"Oh no, like I said I'm not about to allow such a stunning fiercoity such as yourself to sit alone." He leans closer, his voice hushed and laced with concern, "Plus you looked....lonely. You must have liked him?"

Seeing him so worried about a strangers emotional state has your stomach in knots, your drink goes down easy before you shrug your shoulders.

"Key word, *liked*" You smile devilishly at him, a set of sharp teeth greet you in return.

"So what do you do for a living that you can have a meeting at a five star restaurant?" Curiosity finally getting the better of you as you pay what was supposed to be his table a final glance.

He let's out a low sigh, it sounds tired to you.

"Hero work." His smile is a fraction of its normal luster.

Or what you considered normal in the past twenty minutes or so.

"Ah, hard work I'm sure. Cheers." You clink his glass, "To you and your crew for keeping us all safe."

He gives you a pondering look before his smile returns to normal.

"Cheers." A quick swallow before your food is set before you.

Both of you sitting in comfortable silence. You watch as he cuts into his steak, the muscles in his arms contracting with each movement. Struggling to stay in his shirt at times, although the shirt did not seem too tight.

You smile as a devilish idea takes over, you stab one of his extra bites, the steak melts in your mouth. Biting back a moan as you savor the flavor.

You cut him a piece of your chicken, he goes to take your fork from your delicate, yet deadly, hand before you pull back.

He looks at you with furrowed brows before he catches on as you gently tilt the fork towards him. He takes a bite, holding eye contact before sliding off the piece of meat.

The chicken dances along his tongue melding with the crusted buttery bread crumbs and cheese.

Your heart slams into your chest, demanding to be heard.

Hell seen with how hard its ramming into your ribcage, wanting to burst free for the first time in a long time.

Another smile spreads across your slightly flushed cheeks.

All the while Kirishima cannot help but imagine what a devine creature such as yourself would taste like.

Sweet.

At least that's what he thought.

"What do you do for a living?" Knife slicing through tender beef. A pause on your end as you debate should you lie or tell the truth.

Well, the date wasn't going awfully, it wouldn't be a bad idea for one of your dates to know the truth.

"I'm a writer."

"What no way?! Like for the paper or published?" You swallow your worry.

"Published."

"Is that why you have yet to give me your name?" He peers up at you attempting to read your body language.

Only when you laughed was your guard down.

It had been partially if not mostly up for majority if this going on hour.

You paused, is that why you always used a pseudonym for fear that someone would put two and two together?

That they may have read your work?

And what if they hated it?

So fucking what if they did, you remind yourself with a sip of your liquor.

"Guess." Another famous cat smile. Kirishima ponders, fork and knife forgotten as he thinks.

"Oh! You do the crime books with that bad ass mob boss woman!" He snaps his fingers to attempt to remember, "'A Lone Red Rose,' ugh it's been on my reading list forever!"

"You're lying." You giggle but when his face becomes crestfallen you almost retreat your half tease half accusation.

A lot of firsts were happening for you tonight.

"Y/LN, you're a best freaking seller! I've been dying to know but never have time. I'm on the first chapter. I'm where the main crooks right hand man's wife gets SNATCHED in the middle of the night! I'm on the edge of my seat but I lost my book and hadn't had time to get a new one." He kinda sulks at the end.

"What happened to it?" Curiosity dances along your tone.

"Oh well Bakugou, the blonde at the table, " A point of your fork and a spy of your eye, "He had to blow up our steak out car to divert the perpetrator from hurting a civilian. He gave me the money for it three fold but I have yet to make it to the store."

"Ah." Is all you offer as you gaze over at his much different life.

Your newly banded tattoo seems to itch extra tonight, you choose to ignore it as another question comes out.

"But I've read so many reviews! Everyone speculates if you've done hero work before, or even shadowing. Some think you're writing your life. I'm guessing shadowing. Am I right?" He looks at you with expectant eyes and you smile warmly to him.

He was kind, unsuspected and reminded you so much of sunshine.

"Who's to say it's not my life?" You giggle and he laughs as well.

"Well the main love interest, again from what I heard, sounds explosive, temper wise. So unless Bakugou is a Mob Boss' son then I'm finding that highly doubtful." His laughter is contagious and you join in once more.

Let this be as it is and as he thinks.

"Ah yes, that would be a funny thought.: You glance at the table again before returning to that glittering gaze, "But you're right. I shadowed heroes in abroad. America actually before my Father sent me here."

"Oh what for?"

"To expand his business. I only just decided to go along with it." You bat long lashes his way.

He orders dessert, the two of you get along quite nicely before he insists he walks you to either the train station or a cab.

"I'll be fine. I'm not helpless or quirkless." It almost comes out a snarl, he places your coat onto your shoulders anyway.

"I would never think that of you. Any woman is capable of defending herself. But I was raised to aid anyway. Please do not take offense my love." He blushes at the end, realizing too late how real that sounded. You curl into the crook of his arm as he places his hand on your hip.

"Thank you my love." You smile up at him only to be pulled closer. He walks you to the curb in front of the restaurant to the idling dark car.

Your idling dark car, with a scarred looking driver. He blinks as the scene gives him a ghost of a feeling. He shakes it off. He goes to open your door for you, stopping just above the handle.

"Oh one more thing." A heavy blush rushes into his cheeks. Suddenly he is nervous, "May I have your time again? For a real date?"

You look deep into his eyes for deception and when you find none your smile.

Another genuine, heart melting smile before you lean up to him. Pressing your lips to his softly, swiping your tongue over his lips for a moment, hinging at what the two of you could be.

It all just depends on your mood and how much you cared to reveal.

He was a hero after all.

But he was so damn handsome.

"Eijiro, that's the realest date I've been on in a long time. Your phone?" You hold out your hand and his face fall.

"I didn't lie about it being dead." He scratches the back of your head and you pull out yours. He gives you his number that you text a winky face too before he opens your door.

Totally lapping up the presence of a true fucking gentleman. Hopefully that only went so far into the bedroom.

You looked at him through the tinted glass before rummaging around in the back seat. Your hands finding purchase on the cracking spine.

Ink slides across paper in a smooth concession before you roll the window down, peeking over it.

"For you." You smirk, "Let me know what you think when you've finished."

"I..I will!" He says as your roll your window up, the driver pulling away giving you a look.

"Madame, you realize that was Red Riot right?" He asks, concern melting into rage that he would dare touch you

"Yes, I know." Cat smile painting your lips.

"Oi! You stood us up to not even fuck?!" Bakugou have snarls, half teases when he finds him out on the curb.

"I got her number."

"Tch, come on let's go. Glad you finally got a copy of that damn book you won't shut the hell up about. You reread it so much that it was falling apart. I did you a favor that day."

"Haha yea Thanks Katsuki." Another suck at the blondes teeth.

Kirishima knew it was you the second he heard you laugh, he had read your book countless times.

He had an idea of who you were.

But he had no idea that his glittering Ruby eyes were staring down at a fortune. The very first and test print of your book, now adorned with your signature and lipstick mark on the front page.

To my hero for the night. 💋

[madewithtlc]

Spam Spaghetti

do you like your spaghetti meaty? are you too broke for ground meat? are meatballs too much work? this is the spaghetti for you!

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COOKWARE NEEDED

*a large pot

*another pot, of any size

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FOOD STUFFS

*spaghetti ($1;use half a pack for this recipe! either only cook half, or put half in a container for later use)

*1 can spag sauce OR 1 can tomato sauce ($1; if using tomato sauce, spice it up with Italian seasoning, garlic powder, a table spoon of brown sugar, and some salt)

*1 can spam ($1; are you trying to really stretch that buck? use half a can here, and use the other for Spam Muffins!)

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OPTIONAL 

*parm cheese ($1 for a small container of the real thing OR $1 for a large container of the fake stuff!)

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THE HOW’S

in the large pot, put your spaghetti on to cook! throw some salt in there! if you have it, a little oil will mean it doesn’t stick!

dice your spam and put it in the small cooking vessel. cook it until it’s starting to get brown. toss the sauce in on top of it. let it boil, but don’t let it burn!

when the pasta is done, go on and dump the sauce right on top of it. yep, all in one bowl. we’re all about not making a ton of dishes in this house. or, if you’re serving guests, or trying to be fancy, go on and serve up the pasta, then put the sauce on it!

you do you!

NOTES

*burn the sauce? don’t worry, we’ve all been there. what you’re going to do is pour the remainder of the sauce into a clean pot or bowl. don’t scrape the bottom of the pan! it’s still savable! got a bit of a burn taste? put in a bit more seasoning, and a bit more brown sugar!

*refrigerates well!

*can serve a lot of people on a small dime!

[chickenparm]

What's with the Singed x Heimerdinger spam, I'm actually liking it

I'm not even surprised, mama parm😭😭

we collectively chose a new OTP