#quick recipes cheap recipes

[saltandlavenderblog]

Sautéed cabbage and sausage recipe

[lover-of-cartonz]

if ur ever looking for an easier, cheaper and more balanced meal ive got the "recepie" for you

it's just instant noodles with eggs and veggies but it fills me up, and while it is high in sodium, is helpful if cooking is a bit of a challenge for you/you'd eat something worse for you otherwise

basically all of this can be changed to taste/appetite, but i have a big stomach, so I'll be making a larger bowl. recepie can easily be cut in half.

ingredients:

- 2 eggs

i love eggs and they're good for you duh. i eat lots of eggs because they help meet daily nutritional needs and if you buy an 18 pack, they can be kinda cheap; as well as the fact they can be easily used up if they're about to go bad

- seasoning salt (optional)

can be found at dollar store, can be replaced with reg salt and spice of choice

- frozen variety vegetables

i buy frozen because they're already chopped, alot cheaper, won't go bad (unless you thaw and refreeze them), and obviously vegetables are good for you. pick any veggie you want, i usually go with carrots, broccoli, or parisian mix.

- 2 packs of mr.noodle

base of the meal, cheap as hell. especially if you buy a full palette of them.

- butter/oil/lard

to fry the eggs

- spices & herbs of choice

spices really make this bad boy. i usually use garlic, paprika, pepper, oregano and ginger but honestly, throw pretty much a little of anything in here. as i type this, im using a bit of curry powder and sage in addition to the other ones.

steps:

- begin with a frying pan or pot. ive even used a steel mixing bowl, get crazy with it. set the stovetop to low-medium heat, on my stove i use 3.5/9. add butter and once it's melted and spread out easily, wait a minute for it to heat up more.

-crack the eggs in, there should be a nice sizzle. i like my yolks runny, and it mixes better with the "broth" later, so take a fork and carefully try to grab the clear membrane around the egg yolk. attempt to pull it off slowly, but if it doesnt come off fully, no biggie. this is just so the egg cooks more evenly while leaving the yolk soft. i use the seasoning salt to sprinkle onto the eggs, the broth does not need it.

-continue to cook until the white is solid. the yolk should still be almost all soft by now, but even if it isn't, itll still go well with the rest of it.

-put them into a bowl from the pan. if there are egg bits stuck on the pan after, they'll come off.

-put water, ¼-½ the bag of frozen vegetables, spices, and flavour packets into the pan. crank that baby to max heat. once it's boiling, put the noodles in. could probably turn the heat down a bit now. cook until the veggies are soft enough to be poked by fork without much effort. if there's not enough water, just add a bit more.

we're done! put the noodles into the egg bowl, or if you're crazy like me, put the eggs into the pan of noodles.

now, this makes alot of noodles, so for some it should probably be halved, but it works for me, and it works if you haven't eaten all day and are ravenous.

enjoy! (i hope)

[dgspeaks]

Ramen’s Journey: From Japan’s Streets to American Dorm Rooms

If there’s one food that has made its way from the heart of Japan’s bustling streets to the most humble American dorm rooms, it’s ramen. This unassuming noodle dish has traveled across the globe, evolving from a traditional Japanese comfort food to a staple of college life in the U.S. And if you’re like me, you’ve probably eaten more than your fair share of Top Ramen during those lean, busy…

[nycwtch]

Mamì Vida’s Taco Soup Recipe;

This is my mami’s taco soup recipe, I’m just veganizing it for this recipe but follow it to your own liking.

This is made in a crockpot/slow cooker. It cooks for five hours on high then around 4-8 on low, basically let cook all day while you’re at work or something.

Browned ground beef or cooked chicken seasoned with taco seasoning(if you’re veg use impossible beef or chicken)

Add two cans of stew tomatoes, two cans of drained black beans, two-three cans of drained corn, one can of rotel chilies, and the meat to the crockpot.

Top it with cheese, sour cream, avocado, hot sauce, tortilla chips basically anything you like it’s super good.

[mutantenfisch]

Made medieval mashed beans with figs. Or rather "Muos vonn bonen mite feygn"

The recipe is from H. Jürgen Fahrenkamp's book "Wie man eyn teutsches Mannsbild bey Kräfften hält", which is a compilation of historical medieval recipes from different places of what are now Germany and Italy, with a few French and Spanish dishes mixed in. Mr Fahrenkamp has added measurements to the recipes, which was not done back in the day, so following along is very easy and you can achieve delicious meals with very few ingredients.

So in short, i love this book a lot and am glad that I bought it last year on my trip with @marquisevonobst and this is the recipe I have now made at least a dozen times :3

The added veggies are oven baked parsnips, carrots and celery stalks, which go great with the beans. They are leftovers from yesterday.

[phoenix-corgi-abomination]

Fuck it. Lemon dill salmon recipe.

Disclaimer: I do not measure when I'm cooking savory dishes

Ingredients:

1 large or 2 medium salmon filets

Veggies of your choice (I use 2 zucchini)

Olive oil

Lemon juice

Dill (I use dry but fresh works)

Onion powder (you can use an actual onion, I just don't like the texture)

Salt & pepper

Equipment:

1 sheet pan

Aluminum foil

A bowl

A knife

A cutting board

Food safe gloves (optional)

Meat thermometer (recommended but if you don't have one that's fine)

Instructions:

Preheat your oven to 425° F (218° C)

Cut your veggies into relatively thin slices, if I had to guess I'd say a little under ¼ inch (about a ½ centimeter.) If you're using a fresh lemon instead of bottled lemon juice this is the time to cut it

Add your veggies to a bowl with a generous amount of olive oil, dill, onion powder, lemon juice, salt, and pepper. Toss with your hands or some tongs until the veggies are thoroughly coated with oil and spices

Take your salmon and drizzle a little oil on it along with plenty of dill, onion powder, lemon juice, salt, and pepper from earlier. This is where I recommend gloves, because next step is the rub the mixture into the salmon. Make sure to get both sides.

Arrange the veggies and the salmon (skin side down) on a foil lined baking sheet and stick in the oven for ~25 minutes

It should reach 145° F (62° C) minimum.

When it's done it should look like this

Bong ape the tweet or whatever

[red-mercer]

This chili takes less than an hour, from start to serve. Recipe below ofc, it's a refinement of one I posted many moons ago

Cheater's Chili

4 lbs. ground protein, cheap and fatty (I like to use two different ones like beef and pork, loose sausage works wonderfully too)

1-2 white or yellow onions, chopped as fine as you can stand

2 cans of Ro-Tel diced tomatoes or an equal volume of your favorite salsa

2 cans of chili beans (I like using black and pinto)

2.5 oz or so of chili powder (a whole small bottle or weigh it out from your Costco stash)

½ tsp. garam masala

As much garlic as you want, the minced stuff from a jar is fine

Whatever other seasonings you deem appropriate, this is VERY hard to fuck up

Procedure:

Chop your onions. A vegetable chopper is worth the investment, you just have to peel and quarter them before pushing them through the cutters and it saves so much time and risk. Anyway, throw your chopped onions into a big pot and then dump in the protein, being sure to remove any "meat diapers" that wind up in the pot. Add all the spices and then turn the heat on medium-style. Using some sort of spatula, break up your protein into roughly cherry sized pieces as you stir it all together, then cover your pot and let it cook for about 20 minutes, enough time for all the meat to brown.

Open up the cans (if you don't have an edge-cut can opener, put a magnet on the lids before you open for easy and safe removal) and dump them into the pot, liquid and all. Fold this into the mix with a different spatula from before to avoid cross contamination, then cover your pot and let it go until it simmers, this takes about another ten minutes. Take the lid off, marvel at your chili, and serve it up with crackers and milk/alcohol.

[kitchentv]

10 perc a finom banáncsemegékhez – egy gyors és olcsó recept!

[eggpea]

looking for a recipe that includes thinly sliced beef and its not going well

[astillnight]

quick and easy pasta receipt

you will need :

1. fresh homemade pasta. Packet pasta is the Devil

2. fresh tomatoes watered with the blood of Ancient Romans. garden MUST be maintained for min. 2000yrs to groe flavour

fresh olives (ONLY GROWN IN ITALIA NO SUB)

3. pissOliveoil enough to drown a man (Only fresh virgin pressed see step 34))

4. Herbs + kosher salt to taste :)

[saltandlavenderblog]

Easy chicken and cabbage stir fry recipe

[rose-of-red-lake]

Some interesting bits here that the Bear writers may have pulled from, based on acclaimed celebrity chef Charlie Trotter and his wife, Rochelle. 👀

Charlie Trotter / Carmy parallels

From Chicago, left to work at some of the best restaurants in the world as a young man, and returned to Chicago to open a restaurant using money borrowed from his family.

His main restaurant, Trotters, had a side deli, "Trotter's To Go" that served quick, cheap food during the day.

Was dyslexic so drew his recipes instead.

The first chef in the industry to change menus daily, even hourly, and never repeated ingredients

Known as a meticulous tyrant and intense perfectionist in the kitchen

Mom's name is Donna-Lee (Donna + Lee?)

Gave Grant Achatz from Alinea his start and later became Trotter's rival for stars (Achatz is seen in S3 talking to Luca at the Ever dinner).

Rochelle Smith Trotter / Syd parallels

Classically trained chef, earned a culinary degree.

Started her own culinary consulting business.

Mother died when she was 11 and was raised by her father in Chicago.

Met and fell in love with "her soulmate" Charlie on her culinary journey.

[clarkeybabey]

❝ i wanna tell the world that you're mine, girl ❞

# summary; accidentally walking in on him streaming

# playlist; they don't know about us - one direction

# word count; 587

# note; something short for you. i have two part twos in the works but a Christmas special will be coming your way on christmas ;)

Arthur's been in your bedroom for the last half hour sitting at his PC, judging by the screams coming from the other side of the door, recording a YouTube video. Or at least that's what you thought.

You're in the kitchen sipping your second glass of cheap wine, standing over a pasta recipe you'd seen on TikTok, wondering if he'd be ready to eat sometime soon or if you should just put some into a container for him to have when he was finished. You turn the heat down, set the spoon on a paper towel, and place the lid onto the pan.

A knock sounds through the wood that goes unanswered, you follow it with an even louder one to no avail. Deciding just walking in shouldn't hurt anything, his editor knows you exist and it'll be cut from the footage with just a few clicks.

You step over the threshold leaving the door ajar and walk towards him. His back is obviously to you, so reach and gently slide a side of his headphones off his ear. When your fingers graze his skin, despite your effort he still startles slightly.

"Sorry, dinners ready," when his eyes meet yours they're almost pleading, his adam's apple bobbing as he swallows hard. Your brows furrowed in confusion at his lack of reply, until you notice the Livestream chat flowing so fast you can't make out but a few words.

Without even the idea of uttering another word, you turn on your heels heading for the door. Your fists clench involuntarily at your sides, the stinging pain of your fingernails digging into your palms not bothering you nearly as much as the feeling of your heart speeding up and your face beginning to warm.

Tears brim your eyes, anxiety making your skin suddenly feel almost like a pincushion. He's stressed so much about keeping your relationship relatively private, not that he wanted to be a secret but he knows how some supporters get.

The couch seems to be the best place for you to just sit and try and breathe through the panic attack that you feel brewing deep down. You let your head fall into your hands, the heels of your palms pressing your eyes so hard into their sockets, that you're certain if you open them stars would blot your vision.

Your mind is fuzzy as you try to even out your breathing, its starting to feel like weights are on your chest, in the distance you can hear the sound of the bedroom door opening, and gently closing, and the padding of his feet getting closer until it's just in front of you.

A strangled breathe racks through you when you attempt to speak, "'m so," he's quick to cut you off, "None of that, baby," he interrupts what he knows will be a string of unnecessary apologies, "You have nothing to be sorry for, I should apologize for making people finding out seem like such a big deal."

"I just... You did it to protect me, to protect us, I understand why."

He's kicking himself internally at how stressed this has obviously made you, "We've lived together almost eight months," his voice is calm, and his warm hand finds your cheek grounding you. The hand on your cheek tilts your chin up, his eyes finding yours, "something like this was going to happen eventually, please don't beat yourself up over this."

You nod, leaning into his touch, "Now, come say hello, they wanna meet you."

[em-ontv]

Under his skin.

Pairing: Soldier Boy x fem!supe!reader

Summary: When he met you, who was just like him; tempered, aggressive, he immediately hated you, no, loathed. But maybe that's not all he feels for you.

Warnings: vulgar language/cursing, mentions of violence (barely), no use of y/n, English is not my first language, mistakes should be present, apologies beforehand.

Author’s note: So… I just wanted something where this man isn’t an egoistic maniac. He annoys me so much but I love him <3, this was written just out of spite, enjoy!

Word count: 705

Ben hated you.

You were a supe, a big deal. The leader of a new team of supes who were really just assholes when the cameras were turned off, and each of them possessed powers more messed up than the previous.

You were quick to throw fists and unleash whatever terrifying power you were gifted with. And fuck, did that rub him the wrong way. It was the same recipe, a sweet smile in front of the public and a complete disregard for human life in private. And you were the worst of them all; invulnerable, aggressive, with a temper that made Soldier Boy himself look like a boy scout.

He fucking hated you for that.

It was bad enough that Vought thought it was a good idea to create another superteam in case Payback ever went awry — then it succeeded, way too much for Ben's liking.

He had a hard enough time trying to keep his own idiots in line without worrying about another set of so-called 'heroes' stepping on his turf. But no, they went ahead and made you into their new big thing. And what's worse? You were someone who didn't take shit from anyone — not even him.

From the first day you met, it was like pouring gasoline on a fire. You talked to him like he was nothing, like some relic from a different era. You didn't just talk back; you tore into him, picking apart his ego piece by piece, you got under his skin like a parasite.

But the real kicker? You weren't afraid of him. You stared him down like he was a joke. It got to a point where he couldn't stand the sight of you. Just knowing you were around would set him off, make him want to tear somebody's head off, preferably yours.

"Where's the asshole?" Ben growled at Mindstorm, who swallowed thickly and pointed toward a room. He shot him a glare before nearly kicking the door open.

And there you were, sitting there with a smirk on your face, like you owned the place.

He clenched his fists, feeling his blood pressure rise, and you haven't even said anything yet. "You piece of shit. You think you're hot stuff, huh? Running that joke of a team like a dictator?"

"Don't be mad at me just because your team can't find it in their hearts to respect you." you tilted your head. "Talking about Payback, how is it? Still playing dress-up?"

His jaw twitched, and for a moment, he considered throwing you through the wall.

"You're nothing but a wannabe," he spat. "A cheap rip-off version of me. I don't know how you got this far, but don't think for a second that you're anywhere close to me."

You just grinned, more amused than anything, but there was a hint of anger lingering behind your eyes. "You're a washed-up mascot for Vought. Your team can't handle the dirty work,” you leaned forward. “And you as their leader? You can't even get your own shit together, talk about leading a team."

Ben's face flushed with anger, his fingers twitching toward his shield. But you just watched him, knowing you stuck a nerve.

"You're lucky Vought's got rules," he muttered, barely holding himself back. "Because if it was up to me—"

"You'd do nothing, Ben." you cut him off, your voice dripped with condescension. "Because you can't do anything. Not to me."

And in a split second, he swung his shield at you, but you didn't dodge.

You caught it.

And then it started.

Slowly but surely, Ben would lie awake at night, fists clenched, jaw tight, replaying your arguments in his head. He'd think about you and that infuriating smirk. The anger was still there, seething, but there was something else now, something creeping in at the edges of his thoughts.

It was humiliating, that's all it was. He was Soldier Boy, the toughest bastard on the planet. He didn't take shit from anyone, let alone someone like you. But then, one night, after downing half a bottle of whiskey and staring at the ceiling for hours, it hit him like a freight train.

He didn't just want to beat you.

He wanted you.

[what-even-is-thiss]

Quick and cheap filling vegetarian food (I’m going ovo-lacto for this)

Soup:

Dump some cans of stuff in a pot. Maybe some seasoning too. Pearl barley or rice may also be a good choice to bulk things out. With beans or legumes and some kind of grain you can make a whole protein. If that doesn’t appeal to you add some cheese or poached egg. Don’t add a lot of rice btw it will expand don’t turn your soup into a rice dish I swear to gosh

Quesadillas:

Basic idea for this is shredded cheese melted in between two tortillas warmed up on either side in a pan, in a microwave if you’re feeling extra depressed. But other stuff can be added. Salsa, pico, leftover tofu or beans, sliced peppers or onion. It’s a dish that’s as complicated or as simple as you want to make it.

Casseroles:

Dump a can of cream of mushroom or cream of potato soup on it. It’ll work itself out probably.

Scrambled eggs:

The most braindead way to cook eggs. You can even scramble them in the pan. Put stuff in it. I like putting fried tomatoes in it. Add enough mushrooms and cheese and you can feel your system clogging up in real time. Eat some toast with it to convince yourself that adding carbs makes it fine actually

Curry:

Wildly oversimplified term for basically most Indian food. It’s simpler to make than you think. The spices are the important part. The base of a lot of types of Indian food is onion, ginger, garlic, and tomato and then add spices and stuff to that. What stuff? Whatever. Spinach, potatoes, coconut milk, regular milk, even more tomatoes, lentils, beans, yogurt. Put it over rice probably. Use powdered onion and ginger-garlic paste and canned tomatoes when you’re tired. Probably look up some actual Indian YouTubers and bloggers to get more specific recipes than my stupid ass can provide.

Peanut noodles:

Cook some noodles. Probably ramen noodles. Melt some peanut butter on it and add soy sauce. Merry Christmas.

Melts:

Get a panini press so you never have to think again. Cheese, something else, bread, hot, eat. Add a sauce and some nicely grilled vegetables if you want to but tbh a midnight grilled cheese with tomato isn’t gonna be a gourmet meal. Just make it so you can finish crying.

Smoothie:

Frozen fruit and/or veggies and some kind of liquid. I usually use strawberry, mango, and soymilk. Maybe yogurt too idk. The worst part of this is cleaning the blender later but the actual process of making it is fast.

Pasta:

There’s more to life than just spaghetti and red sauce. Or so I’ve been told. You can use canned soups as a sauce sometimes if you reduce them a bit. I like butternut squash soup. Adding some cream cheese to sauces tastes better than it sounds and can fix your protein problem that you sometimes get with pasta dishes. Keeping a jar of pesto and some mushrooms in the fridge can make for a fast dinner when you need it.

Chili:

Get two different types of beans and some tomatoes and chili powder and whatever in a pot and let those bitches get to know each other and simmer while you stare off into space for a while. Maybe like 10-20 minutes idk it tastes good with sour cream

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

This is me feeding your brain worm/plot bunny

"Why are we here?" Logan grumbled?

"Dinner, duh," Wade said, bouncing on the balls of his feet as he extricated a key ring with an... alarming number of keys from his belt and shoved Mary into Logan's arms. "With my sweet, sweet baby sister. Writer. Voice of an angel-" He trailed off struggling with the keys and finally banged on the door. "You'll love her."

"She talk as much as you?"

"Nah," Wade said. "Had to grow up pretty quick after I bailed for the army-"

The door swung open and you blinked up at them, "What the fuck, Wade? I thought it was cops or something." Behind you, a dog growled, low and menacing and you looked over your shoulder. "Trigger, down. It's fine."

You step back to let them in, accepting Wade's one-armed hug and a kiss on the head- but not without punching him in the stomach. Siblings. Logan could see it now. And he could smell what you were cooking- it smelled incredible after cheap takeout and burned coffee.

"Mary will be fine on the floor," you tell Logan with a smile, stroking her head. "Trigger will be too busy waiting for me to drop things in a minute to bother her."

He nodded and tried to think of something to say. It was weird. He knew your face. People asked about you. But in your apartment and having you play hostess- buzzing around to get them drinks. Opening the door to let Vanessa in. It felt... intimate. Even if you never pressured him to talk.

"Stroganoff," Wade said taking a deep breath as he flopped dowl on the sofa next to Logan. "Grandma's recipe?" he asked you.

"What the fuck? No. When did she cook?" You scoff. You stand on your toes and lean over the couch to peer over Logan's shoulder to get his attention, "Can you do me a Favor Logan?"

"You're feedin' me so I guess," he grunted.

"Quit stabbin' Wade in the head," you tell him, "I don't think it all comes back. He's gettin' dumber."

"If the food is good I'll think about it."

You pout, "I made red velvet cake too."

"If it's from a mix-"

Three almost identical gasps cut him off and the look of hurt that flashes on your face before you got back to your playful pout makes him feel like a prick.

"How very dare," Wade scolds, "Peanut, Y/N does NOT slave all day JUST to cook from a mix."