#pumpkin seed beer

[victoriaward]

Pumpkin Seed Beer Brittle

Bring something unique to the next party: a bowl of sweet crunchy brittle made with pumpkin seeds and beer. Cayenne pepper and cinnamon add their spicy notes to the candy.

[disneyshiddenmagic]

Pumpkin Seed Beer Brittle Recipe Bring a bowl of sweet, crunchy brittle made with pumpkin seeds and beer to the next party if you want to stand out. The candy is spiced up with cinnamon and cayenne pepper.

[aurora-hardheartbeats]

Pumpkin Seed Beer Brittle

Bring something unique to the next party: a bowl of sweet crunchy brittle made with pumpkin seeds and beer. Cayenne pepper and cinnamon add their spicy notes to the candy.

[wwwabbiglinescom]

Pumpkin Seed Beer Brittle Bring something unique to the next party: a bowl of sweet crunchy brittle made with pumpkin seeds and beer. Cayenne pepper and cinnamon add their spicy notes to the candy.

[ddxp]

Candy - Pumpkin Seed Beer Brittle Bring a bowl of sweet, crunchy brittle made with pumpkin seeds and beer to the next party if you want to stand out. The candy is spiced up with cinnamon and cayenne pepper.

[ernaspiserkake]

Pumpkin Seed Beer Brittle Recipe

Bring a bowl of sweet, crunchy brittle made with pumpkin seeds and beer to the next party if you want to stand out. The candy is spiced up with cinnamon and cayenne pepper.

[winniedetwa]

Double Pumpkin-Beer Bread Chia seeds and pumpkin beer combine to make a deliciously moist bread. The ideal bread for a fall-themed meal!

[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

[kitchenwitchtingss]

RECIPE INDEX

(This is a continuously updated quick-access list of all my uploaded recipes.)

BAKED GOODS AND SWEETS:

WITCHY SAGE BUTTER ROLLS

BAKED APPLE HAND PIES

STOP BEING SO HARD ON YOURSELF FUDGE BROWNIES 

WITCHES PUMPKIN PIE 🥧

ANGEL’S AWARD-WINNING LEMON POPPY SEED BREAD

ANGEL’S SWEET HOTCAKES

RED VELVET CAKE FOR SELF-CONFIDENCE

“LOVE YA LIKE A LOVE SONG” FUDGE

WITCHES FLOURLESS CHOCOLATE CAKE

BAKLAVA

MAGICK CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES

WITCHY THUMBPRINT COOKIES

SWEET CREAM BUNS

LATE WINTER BUTTER ROLLS

BRING ME POSITIVITY PECAN FRENCH TOAST BAKE

MAPLE BUTTER COOKIES

WITCH STYLE VEGAN CHAI LATTE COOKIES

PUERTO RICAN STYLE AVENA OATMEAL WITH A WITCHY TWIST

SAVORY THINGS AND DINNERS:

LUCKY LENTIL SOUP

WITCHY MUSHROOM LINGUINE

WITCHY BREADED COCONUT CHICKEN TENDERS

FEEL BETTER CHICKEN SOUP

WITCHY SAGE SKEWERS

A WITCH’S COZY BUTTERNUT WINTER SOUP

MAGICK BUTTER CHICKEN FOR GAINING BALANCE AND CONTROL

WITCHY KOREAN STYLE PORK CUTLET

HERMES HONEY BEER BATTER FISH

COTTAGE CORE MEAT PIE

NO FAKE FRIENDS WITCHES RAMEN

SWEET AND SOUR CAULIFLOWER FOR PROTECTION

WITCHES STEAK DINNER 

WITCHY TOMATO BASIL SOUP

SNACKING:

ANGEL’S SUMMER SALAD FOR HAVING A DAMN GOOD TIME

HONEY ALMOND CEREAL BARS FOR HAPPINESS

HOT COCOA TO WARM A ICY HEART POTION

EDIBLE VEGAN COOKIE DOUGH RECIPE

SABBATS:

LUGHNASADH SWEET CORNBREAD

PAN-FRIED LUGHNASADH CHICKEN

LUGHNASADH BLACKBERRY DANISHES

LUGHNASADH HARVEST SALAD

SAMHAIN SOUL CAKES

EARLY SAMHAIN PUMPKIN BREAD!

BELTANE STRAWBERRY LEMON PASSION BARS

{Updated 08/10/23}

[travelingthief]

Demeter Devotional Acts and Offerings

Devotional Acts

Cook a meal/Bake

Forage

Go to a corn field/corn maze

Tend to a garden

Keep indoor plants

Join a community garden

Volunteer/work on a farm

Honor the seasons

Watch the leaves fall mindfully

Pick up litter

Pray before meals

Learn your local fauna, flowers, and wooded areas

Volunteer at food banks

Access food pantries/other resources if you need them

Keep a recipe book

Take a hike

Donate food

Plant local wildflowers

Shop locally

Learn what crops your state/area specializes in

Eat healthy (for your body! This looks different for everyone!)

Bake bread

Make beer

Harvest fruits/vegetables

Play farming simulation games

Tour a farm

Eat mindfully

Learn the life cycles of various crops, plants, and trees

Have a community/family meal

Stick to a grocery budget

Make flower crowns

Offerings

Fruits/vegetables

Beer

Barley

Wheat

Rice

Corn

Herbs

Gourds

Squashes

Cereals

Popcorn kernels

Quinoa

Rye/rye bread

Buckwheat

Cuscus

Dry pastas

Seeds

Flowers

Grass

Flour

Sugar

Poppies

Oats/oatmeal

Farm equipment/souvenirs

Farm animal imagery/products

Horse imagery

Autumn/harvest imagery

Pumpkin scented items

Golden objects

Swords/sickles/axes imagery

Snake skin

Flower crowns

Leaves

Homemade baked goods/meals

[ravennaortiz]

Pumpkin Carving

Summary: Bottles and Guero have a friendly battle to see who can carve the best pumpkin.

“Mine is going to look better than yours” taunted Bottles as he and Guero walked through your front door. “Nah. Mine is going to be the best. I got that perfect vision” taunted Guero as he playfully shoved Bottles as they continued to your kitchen. “Hello, sure come on in. I love unexpected visitors” you called from the couch where you and Coco had been laying mid makeout. Neither of the guys responded as they continued to debate who would be better from your kitchen. The sound of chairs scarping and bottles clinking as they did so.

You sighed as Coco laughed from underneath you. “They are your friends” he stated as you rolled your eyes as you grabbed your shirt and worked on pulling it back on. “They are your club brothers” you shot back as you smacked his hands away as he worked on lifting your shirt again. “Yo!” called Guero from the doorway with a smirk. “When ya’ll get done fucking can you come judge our carving?”

“I told him we should have called first” stated Bottles when you walked into the kitchen arms crossed over your chest. “Oh yeah throw me under the bus. Guero always gotta be the bad guy” snarked Guero making you laugh. “I also suggested knocking and pointed out Coco was here” continued Bottles as he worked on scooping guts out of his pumpkin.

“Thanks for putting something under your pumpkins” you deadpanned as you watched him drop the mess of wet orange goop and seeds onto your brand new table. “Told you she would be mad” stated Guero as he turned his pumpkin over dumping the contents onto your floor with a splat. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. “Yes. That was a much better idea” you stated as you patted Gueros shoulder before moving to the fridge for a beer. “Should have listened to my dad and stayed away from Mayans” you muttered making both guys laugh.

“So what do you think? Who carved the best pumpkin?” asked Guero as you sat staring at the creations two hours later. “Have either of you carved a pumpkin before?” you inquired as you sipped your drink as you tore your gaze from the hole filled pumpkins to your two friends. “I told you yours sucked” stated Bottles. You sighed as the two men started arguing again, playful shoves with just a hint of seriousness had you leaving the room. “Clean up the mess and don’t break my shit” you called over your shoulder as you heard the thud of bodies hit the floor.

[joelswritingmistress]

Last Halloween: Chapter 17

Summary: After a tragedy involving Joel happened on Halloween one year prior, the town now shuns him while ignoring the details of the now closed case. You are seemingly the only one to offer empathy to a man the town is making out to be a monster.

Joel Miller x f!reader

Tick. Tick. Tick.

You had never paid attention to the sound of the clock on the wall in Joel's kitchen. Not even for a second. Right then, it was deafening.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

Joel lazily proded at some rice to the side of a his barely-touched chicken breast. Each time he brought the fork to his mouth, half the rice cascaded down like a little waterfall back onto the dish before he ate whatever was left. For the first time since you'd known each other, you didn't know what to say; and it appeared as though Joel didn't feel like talking.

The constant ticking made you want to tear the clock off the wall. It reminded you of a bomb with its menacing, repetitive clicks.

"Joel, I'm really sorry about what happened to Ronnie," you told him. "And your bike."

He cut off a corner of the chicken and forked the bite into his mouth with a little thank-you nod.

"They're going to arrest him," you went on. "They have to."

"We'll see about that," Joel said dryly. He rose from where he was seated and wandered to the far side of the kitchen where the refrigerator sat encased in darkness.

Light pooled out onto the floor when Joel opened it up to retrieve a beer. He popped the top, using the top of the counter and a little slam of his hand before tossing the cap into the sink.

"They haven't found him yet." The light from the refrigerator that highlighted where Joel stood slowly crept back into hiding as the door closed shut and all you could really see was his silhouette as he lifted the bottle to his lips.

"They will." Your phone went off and it was another random number that 'just wanted to say hi'. You blocked it.

"Another one," Joel suspected, taking his time to rejoin you at the table.

"Yeah." You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "I just keep forwarding the numbers to Officer Tate."

"She's the only one on that force with a brain." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair as he placed the beer down beside the cold dish.

"She was really helpful." You sawed into the last bit of your chicken and let out a little sigh.

The ticking returned to the foreground as you sat there together in silence. You looked around to every stray corner of the room and did a double take when you spotted two stray pumpkin seeds near the mat at the back door that had managed to survive the cleanup.

Your chest felt heavy. The night before had been so carefree and light. It was a night you would live a thousand times over if you could. It's funny how drastically the mood can change in twenty-four hours.

"I think you should keep away from me for awhile," Joel said to break the silence. "Until this blows over."

You switched your gaze back to him across the table. "That's really what you want?"

Joel glanced up from where he stared down at his hands folded in his lap. He looked you in the eye. "It's not about what I want. It's about what's smart.. and safe."

"Well, I guess I'll have to play dumb then."

"This is serious."

"Yes, *this* is serious." You motioned back and forth between the two of you.

"You know what I mean." He looked at you more sternly.

"Why do you constantly insist on doing this alone, Joel?"

"Because everyone who associates with me gets hurt." Joel raised his voice just a little. "You. Ronnie." He extended an arm out to the side.

"I'm not hurt." You shook your head.

"Not physically," he added. "Not yet."

Your phone went off again and you rolled your eyes and slammed it upside down on the table.

Joel's eyes glanced at the device and then back to you. "See what I mean?"

"Okay, so I'll just go home and deal with all of this by myself in my room."

"At least you'll be safe there."

"Will I?" You were borderline shouting now. "Will I, Joel? Because last I checked that flyer was in my home mailbox. It was also at my work. If they want to do something to me, they can whether I'm there or here."

"They'll leave you alone if you're not with me."

"You don't know that!"

A loud crash made you jump out of your seat and you rushed to Joel's side as he did the same and pulled you against him. He then positioned his body in front of yours.

"What the fuck was that?" You breathed heavy and walked a step behind Joel, clutching him as you both rounded the corner into the living room.

The picture window behind the couch had been shattered. Jagged glass was scattered about the living room, and a brick wrapped in paper with words scribbled on it sat on the hardwood floor just in front of the fireplace.

A menacing, jovial voice could be heard from outside. "Jooooeeeel."

"Stay here," he shouted, retrieving one of the tools to stoke the fire with before rushing out the door and slamming it behind him.

It all happened so fast, leaving you inside to attempt to process what was happening. You decided not to listen to him and ran out onto the porch after him.

"Go inside!" Joel shouted at you this time as he took the stairs off the porch into the secluded front yard.

"Joel! Come back!" You shouted back. "Please, come back!"

His shoulders seemed to broaden as he huffed out loud, looking around the yard with the fire stoker in one hand.

"Come on!" Joel shouted. "You fucking cowards!"

"Joooeeeel," the same voice taunted from somewhere in the darkness. It sounded echoey and dreamlike, cutting his name into two syllables.

"Joel!" You shouted his name again and went to run toward him. At the same time someone emerged from the tree line wearing a pumpkin headed mask. The abrupt nature of it made you scream

At the same time two more emerged from the opposite side of the house wearing similar style masks, only one looked like an ugly green witch and another a vintage, rubber skeleton.

The two of you looked from side to side.

"Happy Halloween Jooooeeel," the pumpkin head greeted.

"Leave us alone!" You shouted. "Vic Champagne!"

All three of them erupted into a chorus of laughter.

You reached a hand into the pocket of your sweatshirt and discreetly hit the passcode on your phone before managing to blindly dial 9-1-1. You used your phone so much that you were almost certain that your fingers hit the correct places on the screen.

Without drawing attention to yourself, your thumb tapped the red button at the bottom and you kept it hidden between your hands in the front, oversized pouch.

"What you gunna do with that fire poker?" The witch asked in a muffled, male voice. He laughed right after and slowly paced his way toward Joel with almost no urgency.

Without truly knowing if the 9-1-1 operator had picked up, you just start rattling off Joel's address over and over again. It caused two of the three assailants to look in your direction.

Joel was to focused on the witch, who continued to pursue him with an eerie patience.

"Shut up!" Shouted Pumpkinhead. You knew from his voice this time that it was Vic behind that mask. Still, you didn't obey as you prayed someone was actually on the other end of the line.

Finally, you pulled the phone from your pocket and felt a small hint of relief amidst the immediate panic. The call had gone through and you brought it to your ear.

"Help! We need help at the address I gave you." You panicked, not actually knowing what their intentions were. "We have three intruders-"

The phone was knocked away from your hand by the skeleton who you hadn't seen charging at you from the right side. When you went sprawling to the ground Joel shouted out a string of profanities and ran toward you, only to be tackled from behind by the witch.

CLICK HERE FOR CHAPTER 18

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[isthehorsevideocute]

Thoughts on that trend on tiktok and IG of people feeding their horses fruit rope candy and doughnuts, candy bars, and cheetos?? It drives me crazy but everyone says irs fine because it's a small amount-.-

Honestly, it usually is fine in small amounts. I had a pony that loved licorice. I had one that would get a pumpkin muffin after horse shows. Lots of them like apple cider donuts ginger snaps and carrot cake. Peppermints are a common treat for horses, You shouldn't feed horses chocolate, potatoes, avocados, or caffeine. You also shouldn't feed them lawn clippings because of potential hazards from chemicals and potential for botulism. Bear in mind the daily calorie intake for a horse is more than ten times that of the average human just for maintance (15000 calories) and their stomachs can hold 10-20 gallons (and that is considered small for animals of their size)

Also beer. A lot of people think it's weird that horses can have beer but for some horses its actually medicinal. Horses can sometimes get a condition known as anhydrosis which is when they aren't able to produce enough sweat. As a treatment we often give horses a can or two of Guinness twice a day to help them sweat more and to help lower their body temperature. Brewers grains and yeast are common supplements to help horses with digestive health as they act as a probiotic.

For cheetos in particular, sure horses really shouldn't eat dairy (because lactose) but its a corn chip. Corn is an ingredient of most horse feeds anyways.

Most of those things don't have anything horses can't eat; sugars, their diet is mostly carbohydrates and plant based sugars, horses are herbivores but they can eat animal based protein like eggs, gelatin (a common additive to joint supplements), or krill/fish oils, vegetable oils are a typical additive to feed (though you shouldn't overloaded them with fats as horses don't actually have gallbladder so they cant store bile, which means they can't break down large quantities of fat in one go)

Corn and wheat are in a lot of horse feeds (though they are Inflammatory and toxic if moldy so you do want to weigh the risks and only feed as absolutely needed if using them as a regular feed)

Just for perspective, my 1400lbs mare eats about 4 pounds of a feed with molasses, wheat, and soy as a calorie source, roughly 5 lbs of Alfalfa hay, 36 lbs of grass hay, a half pound of ground flax seed, and she spends all night nibbling on grass (which is sugary compared to hay). Thats A LOT of food.

For supplements she gets apple cider vinegar, garlic, and grape seed extract. Pretty much all of those are toxic to dogs but horses can have them and even benefit from them. They have anti-inflammatory effects that help horses with arthritis, and allergies as well as helping to repel flies

[dragonskxn]

Draconic Harvest Festival — The Menu!

You can't have a fall festival without good eating!Anna's made a full menu for party goers.

Muses are encouraged to bring their own dishes as well for everyone to enjoy! You're visiting a 500+ year old dragon lady with grandma hobbies; you're definitely gonna leave with a stuffed belly AND leftovers to take home.

Vegan options are available in place of the meat dishes!

Appetizers/Snacks

Acorn Bread Rolls

Honey Buns

Cheesy garlic bread

Grilled eggplant

Escargot

Spicy salmon bites

Dragon's eggs (artichoke stuffed with soft boiled egg)

Corn on the cob

Fried onions

Soups and Salads

Pumpkin soup (served in mini carved out pumpkin)

Potato venison stew

Carrot soup

Cabbage and leek soup

Mushroom stew

Rabbit stew

Autumn harvest salad (dandelion greens, raisins, sunflower seeds, golden tomatoes, garlic croutons, and drizzled with herb vinaigrette) 

Radish and turnip salad

Main Course

Roasted turkey legs

Spit roasted wild boar

Spiced venison ribs

Vegetable risotto

Rosemary lemon chicken

Beef (or grilled vegetable) stuffed pumpkin

Gourd casserole

Roasted rabbit haunches with peppercorn and cloves

Steak and vegetable skewers

Dessert

Caramel apples

Candied apples

Pumpkin pie

Sweet potato souffle with marshmallows 

Baked Alaska (set on fire by Anna herself)

Blackberry cobbler

Cinnamon apple pie

Blueberry cheesecake

Cotton candy 

Drinks

Kettle corn

Cranberry Buns (shaped like pigs!)

Rose tarts

Baked and Honeyed apples

Smores

(Alcohol is served in special wood tankards carved with dragon and pastoral motifs, and can be taken home as souvenirs!)

Dragon's Blood Wine (VERY strong and has quite the kick to it)

Wyvern Whiskey

Ale

Beer

Honeyed Mead

Spiced Wine

Lavender Lemonade

Chamomile Lemon Tea

Spring Water

Apple Cider

[beaniegender]

I fucked up by not having leftovers ready for tonight but I can girl gender neutral dinner my way through this. I have cheese and crackers and beef jerky and peppers and pumpkin seeds and so much halloween candy. And beer

[ggfj84]

The Gotham Knights hadn’t graced the playoffs for 12 years straight, the longest streak in the league, so when they finally drafted a first-round quarterback and built a team around him, Dick was ecstatic. He watched the games every weekend and even managed to wrangle the family.

What started in Week 2 as, “Why don’t you stop by, Tim? We’ll order pizza, some mozzarella sticks, make a night of it,” became a weekly ritual, and each week, they added a new family member.

“You don’t mind that I invited Jason, do you?” Tim asked the following week. He also brought an extra pizza. “He was hanging around my boathouse like a kicked puppy.”

“Hey! At least make me a kicked Rottweiler or something!” Jason snarled with little heat. “And I just asked you to do like, two stitches.”

“It was ten but whatever.”

Dick shrugged. “Want a beer?”

“Yes,” the two said in tandem, but Dick brought back two beers and one large iced coffee. Tim didn’t seem to mind not drinking then.

Week 4 welcomed Damian, who understood the nature of honorable combat but not quite how football applied. By Week 7, he was yelling that he wanted “to teach the referee how Ra’s al Ghul dealt with incompetence” for ruling an incomplete pass a fumble.  

Week 5 brought Duke into their Sunday clique. He picked apart the plays and made suggestions that the Knights clearly could not hear.

“No chance you can blind the Metropolis Meteors’ quarterback for two seconds, right?” Jason asked as he tossed a jalapeño popper into his mouth. “Just so he can’t throw after the two-minute warning.”

Duke leaned back and sipped the large pumpkin latte Tim brought him. “Can I? Yeah, probably. From here? Probably not. But dude, I don’t want to get kicked out of the club.”

“Oh, please. It’s not like they ban you forever. I should know. Besides, as long as you don’t kill anyone, B will probably let you back in by summer.”

“Jason, please don’t try to corrupt the new kid,” Dick called from across the room. A moment passed. “At least not until the playoffs.”

By Week 9, they had moved to the Wayne Brownstone. Bruce came down from upstairs after 1 p.m. to find the boys plus Stephanie and Cass camped out in the living room. The game spread had grown to take up not just the coffee table but also the end and side tables by the couches and chairs.  

When the Knights scored, they shot to their feet, roaring with cheers and high-fives.

“…what is going on here?” Bruce asked as he came to stand behind the sofa.

“The Knights are 8 and 1, Father, and are two wins away from a playoff berth,” Damian rattled off without looking away from the screen.

“The new quarterback is on fire,” Cass added, topping her chili cheese dog with extra onions.

“In more ways than one, am I right?” Steph asked, lifting a hand. When Cass shook her head and left her hanging, Steph turned to Tim, who immediately returned her high-five.

Dick smiled up from his position in the middle of the largest couch. “Take a seat, Old Man. We made nachos with queso.”

The great Batman’s kryptonite.

After that, Bruce met Dick at the front door every Sunday at noon – or at six p.m. on Thursday or Monday night – when Dick arrived to set up. On Week 14, Bruce surprised them all with jerseys of their favorite players (including Cass, the traitor, who fell in love with the Meteors’ quarterback).

Week 18, they went to the game at Ferris Aircraft Field – box seats, of course – to send the Knights into the playoffs as the AFC first-round seed.  

The family held a quick meeting after the game to strategize.

“Bruce is holding charity events the next three Sundays,” Dick informed, causing Stephanie, Duke, and Jason to boo and Barbara and Damian to throw crumpled-up napkins.

Bruce put up his hands and legitimately looked remorseful. “I didn’t know you would all be taking up my living room for half the year when Lucius asked me to host, and these are all good causes.”

“Hey, hey, hey, don’t blame the one-time billionaire for wanting to give back to the community,” Dick interjected with a wave of his hand, “and we’ve got this. Barbara, would you mind hosting us the wildcard week?”

“Only if you promise to clean up afterwards and make breakfast the next morning,” Barbara offered with a suggestive smirk.

“Sold!” Dick winked, even as Damian made gagging noises and Steph whispered to Cass, “We need noise-canceling headphones.”

“I can host the Divisional Week,” Jason offered, raising his voice over the girls. “No way in hell we’re going to Tim’s lame-ass boathouse.”

Tim snorted and crossed his arms. “Next time, stitch your own wounds, Jay.”

“Next time, get a real place to live, Drake.”

“I can do the NFL Conference Championships.” Dick snorted at the chorus of whines and groans that followed. “Hey, hey, hey, my place is less than a half an hour away without traffic, and it’s not like you all go to sleep early anyway. And we’ll be back at the Brownstone for the Super Bowl, all right? Now, let’s work out the menus, so the hosts aren’t the only ones cooking.”

Of course, the Gotham Knights tore through the playoffs, winning the Divisional Round and Conference Championships, which meant they were on their way to Glendale, Arizona, for the Super Bowl.

Dick stayed over in Gotham the night before and was already halfway through cutting up vegetables for the guacamole when Bruce entered the kitchen with a communicator in his hand. “I’ve been called away. League business.”

“On Super Bowl Sunday? Even villains usually take this day off to watch the game.”

“Aliens generally don’t care about our rituals or culture.”

“Don’t let Clark or J’onn hear you say that.” Dick scooped up the tomatoes and placed them in a large mixing bowl. “I’m pretty sure the Super Bowl is Clark’s favorite day of the year.”

Bruce scowled. “They didn’t name the game after him, no matter what he says.”

“Do you really have League business, or did you hear that Damian invited the Lane-Kents over to watch with us?” Dick asked with a teasing smile.

Bruce’s face fell. “If there was anything I could do to postpone an alien invasion, I would.”

“Do you need any help?”

Bruce clasped his shoulder warmly. “Thank you, but you’re needed here. I’ll try my best to be back for the Half-Time show.”

“Hey,” Dick called. Bruce turned halfway around in the doorway. “You’re needed here, too. We missed you the last few weeks. It’s not the same without you.”

“You missed my homemade salsa.”

“Jason makes a second salsa and switches out your sucky salsa, Old Man.”

A small smirk teased the edge of Bruce’s lips. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“You better.”

Bruce left with a quick nod, and Dick sighed. He put on a brave face when Damian, followed by Jason, Tim, and finally Duke wandered into the kitchen. He’d switched gears to make pancakes for breakfast before Jason took over to make his salsa and Tim ran out to pick up the pizza, hotdogs, and jalapeño poppers (Clark’s favorite snack). Duke put the finishing touches on the guacamole before they all worked together to fix the nachos.

The Batgirls arrived just after three, and Lois and Jon showed up after five. The first quarter came and went, followed quickly by the second, and though he enjoyed the night with his family, Dick checked his phone often and even sent off a quick text, Offer still stands if you need help.

As Half-Time came, Dick went out to the stoop to look up at the stars. It wasn’t like he didn’t know the world needed Batman, and it wasn’t like he wasn’t used to Bruce missing their family events. But Bruce had been making an effort lately. He made a point to join them every Sunday after they moved to the Brownstone, and he even asked Barry to run him to Bludhaven two weeks ago, so he could catch the end of the AFC Conference Championship game.

Dick just thought – hoped really – that they could enjoy the Gotham Knights winning the Super Bowl together.

Instead, he stood outside and just hoped his father would come home at all. How Alfred did it all those years, he’d never know.

“Dick! It’s back on!” Tim called from inside.

“Be right there!” Dick gave the sky once last lingering stare before turning to go back in –

“Don’t tell me you finished the jalapeño poppers and nachos yet.”

Dick turned and crossed his arms to hide his relieved sigh as Clark and Bruce appeared – seemingly out of nowhere – at the bottom of the Brownstone stairs.

“I’d check the warming draws,” Dick said with a wink. “There might be some lingering snacks in there for the second half.”

Bruce took the stairs two at a time. “Who’s winning?”

“Meteors, 10 to 7, but I wouldn’t count the Knights out yet.”

“During the Super Bowl?” Clark laughed as he clasped Dick on the shoulder and led him inside. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”

“Oh, you never know. Knights – dark and otherwise – sometimes surprise you.”

The Meteors ended up winning 21 to 20, but as Dick sat surrounded by his family and they began making plans for next season, he knew he had, in fact, won.