#recipe rec

[coffiocake]

I have been more than platonically in love with this one eggnog bread recipe for a solid demidecade. Following its simple instructions produces a transcendentally delicious cake every goddamn time. Behold:

(pic is from girl vs dough 's Eggnog Bread with Spiced Rum Glaze page, linked above, because I once again forgot to take a picture of the one I baked yesterday and it's half-eaten already)

I have made this quick bread at least once every year since 2018 and it has proven nigh impossible to fuck up or render worse than merely holy-mother-of-god-that's-tasty. But for some unfathomable reason, the last and only reviewer to rate this recipe gave it 3 stars out of 5.

This is, objectively, Incorrect.

In an eggnog-fueled outrage yesterday, I rated the Correct Bare Minimum (5 stars) and wrote a review that compared the experience of eating this bread to Bernini's "Ecstasy of St. Teresa." I then lamented that the recipe hadn't been chiseled into stone like the Code of Hammurabi (yet). It occurred to me only after submitting this totally objective assessment for moderation that my effusive enthusiasm, while entirely justified, could be... tonally misinterpreted by the very serious professional pastry chef who runs the site... which in turn means that my rating might never get factored into the average, and thus this divine product of her epicurean genius might still languish in three-star hell until someone else acknowledges its ambrosia-drizzled magnificence...

Since I may have chosen the path of righteous defeat on HER site, I'm recommending the eggnog bread recipe HERE so maybe just one other person will dare to attempt this devastatingly scrumptious and super easy quick bread despite its single lackluster review. You deserve nice things and this recipe is proof one needn't make deals with the devil to live deliciously.

(Note: One does, however, need to make this quick bread during the two months in which eggnog is available, or suffer the Pyrrhic victory of cooking their own nog just to pour it into cake batter. Godspeed either way.)

[lamialamia]

Recipe review and recc pt.2

So, I had lot of fun doing this answering @gorgeousundertow's ask, so this is another round of new recipes I have tried and loved a lot. Sadly some of these links are to tiktok because that's where I found them and they didn't have any mirror on youtube or website :|

1/ Cà bung

Let's start with a recipe that is in vietnamese lmao.

Okay so, this is one of those dishes that you would never, ever, find in a restaurant. This is one of those dishes that only your mother or grandmom will cook; the dish you go home for. Or in my case, cooked because I miss home. A very traditional northern-style vietnamese soup, super hearty and have all food group in one serving. Eat with rice, of course.

2/ Tuna sandwich

I love this recipe because it give me the extra flavor in my tuna sandwich. I'm not saying other recipes are bland, but I personally prefer a lot more than just plain mayo alright??!?!?! Very quick morning meal now that I got myself a mini-grinder so I don't have to chop stuff.

3/ Korean Potato Pancake

An absolute banger and super easy to make. My favorite thing about this recipe is the dipping sauce. That thumbnail does not lie; this sauce is killer. You can use it for other savory pancakes, you can use it for dumplings, you can use it over egg and rice. So freaking good.

4/ Chicken Fricasse

Once in a while, I cook something french. Another great stew that hit the right spot when I want something really creamy and understated in its flavor yet very, very filling.

5/ Chicken Adobo

I know it is in vietnamese but this recipe is basically phillipine Chicken Adobo, which is another fantastic way to cook chicken stew haha. Try out this meal after you attempt the Chicken Fricasse above for something very different but still super delicious.

6/ Red Pepper Pasta

ok forgive me but i have to put another tiktok link here, the recipe's author sadly didn't have this on their official website which drove me nuts.

A really really really good sauce. But then again, red bell pepper, tomato, cumin, and paprika is so classic you can't go wrong with it. Add in any protein (i put in beef slices) and you have a pasta recipes so good it's unreal. No lie I finished mine and immediately miss it like I miss a best friend.

[dark-elf-writes]

Different anon but going by how much my mother's side of the family loves and I mean loves fried eggplant, you and the other anon might want to check it out.

I don't remember the exact recipe but it's done the same way we do chicken cutlets - dip/soak it in egg then shuffle it in a bag of breadcrumbs, then cook in a lightly oiled pan and finally put it on a wire tray so it's not sitting in oil as it cools off. It's specifically italian breadcrumb mix not the normal one (I think it is the same price for either tube, memory's crap on numbers rn). And we use canola oil since it's cheaper.

Another option is eggplant parmesan which functionally is the same but slathered in melted cheese and red sauce tomato sauce.

Mangi mangi. ♥

I am vibrating with excitement rn you have no idea. No one else in my house will eat this but I will be thrilled.

[blaiddraws]

some art for @evtraininguniversity 's Recipe Lore au! first picture is In General, and the other stuff is from the end of the first chapter. guy who cries because of some ice cream but like. understandably so tbh

[hprecipe-recfest]

🌯Welcome to HP Recipe Rec Fest!🍰

Ingredients:

1 whole tried and tested recipe

A handful of any of your favourite Harry Potter characters

1 plot bunny (fresh)

A dash of productivity (double concentrated)

5 sprigs of inspiration

Method:

Sign up using the google form or by sending us an ask (here is an accessible log of all the pledged recipes, to avoid many multiple versions of the same dish).

Write your fic/ draw your art. Note: your fic/art must reference or include the dish matching your included recipe; this can be in passing or central to the story.

Ensure your recipe and the method is clearly identified within the fic or attached to the art - this may be at the beginning or end of your fic, or incorporated into the story/art.

Post your art or fic BY MAY 31st ensuring it has been properly tagged. This can be just to tumblr, or ao3, or both! If you would like to add it to the collection, you may do so.

Use the tag HP Recipe Rec Fest 2024 on ao3 so all recipes can be found under one tag.

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Enjoy your efforts with a cup of tea.

*NB: The Masterlist Recipe Book will be published on June 1st.

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We will try to update the sign-ups as quickly as possible but there may be a short delay due to time zones and being working adults.

Chef (author) notes:

- ALL HARRY POTTER SHIPS WELCOME

- This fest follows SALS, YKINMKATO, DLDR

- We appreciate that recipes may not be of your own creation. Where a recipe has been directly lifted from a book/website, please drop a link/title. If your recipe found in a book/website has been adapted, this is not necessary.

- Ideally, fics will be between 1,000 and 10,000 words (though we don’t want to curb your enthusiasm).

- Please only write E-rated fics if you are over 18. Authors who abuse the rule will not have their works reblogged or endorsed by the fest.

- Multiple recipes and fics by the same author are welcome, but please complete your first before you submit another recipe to the google form

**I would like to give a huge shout out to @eyra and @greyeyedmonster-18 both of whom have written fics (TORFPS; Eyra and Chef’s Kiss; Grey, which is no longer on ao3) about sharing food together/recipes and cooking, and have recipes linked or have shared recipes related to them. Without their works, I wouldn’t have come up with the fest idea - thank you endlessly for sharing these with us <3 Rory**

[freecrochetpatternsworld]

GARLIC BUTTER STEAK AND POTATOES SKILLET😍

[heartofspells]

Devil in the Kitchen

My submission for @hprecipe-recfest! Please enjoy!

"Says I've gotta bake it for twenty minutes again." He frowns, eyes narrowing, the point of his wand scratching at the side of his head through his mess of hair. "What sense does that make? Why would you twice bake a – wait!" He reaches forward, snatching something, a card quickly flinging over his shoulder and fluttering to the floor behind him. "Wrong one. Done with that. Right. It's time for the sweetened condensed milk."

"Gods help Lily Potter," groans Remus, pinching the bridge of his nose between two fingers. James ignores him.

"I don't have condensed milk," bemoans James.

"And we've established you don't even know what it is," states Sirius like an eager puppy, leaning forward on the sofa. "You could use milk."

"Don't use milk!" warns Remus.

"I'm going to use milk!" chimes James excitedly. "We've got loads of it."

Remus whimpers, knees twitching up towards his chest like a frightened child.

"You're going to poison your wife."

"Hush, Moony. You're being dramatic," scolds Sirius, flapping a hand in his direction.

Keep reading on AO3

[tricksterdraws]

Are you really couple cooking with wine if the bottle, the next bottle and half the box the wine came in isn't empty by the end of it, after only needing 150ml for the recipe? my piece for the @hprecipe-recfest. Thank you so much for hosting, this was so much fun to do :) Recipe is below the cut also featuring a live demonstration of me playing ship of Theseus with it

Tartiflette (For 6 people) the * marks stuff you can easily replace with something else see end of recipe for that

Recipe takes about: 50-60 minutes in total - 30-40 min in preparation, 20min in baking You'll need: 900g potatos (hard boiling) 400g bacon* 5 shalotts* 2 gloves of garlic salt and pepper 150ml wine (white, dry)* 1 Reblochon (400g-500g)* how to prepare: Wash the potatos and cook them without peeling them first until completely cooked (~20 minutes). While the potatos are on the stove, dice bacon, garlic and onions and fry all with a bit of oil on medium heat until everything is cooked. Once the potatos are finished peel them and slice them finely.* Preheat the oven to 200°C/390°F. Save yourself a headache later and oil the baking pan. For the next steps it helps if you know how salty your bacon is! Put half of the potato slices into the pan and salt and pepper it. Then put half of the onion, bacon, garlic mix down, salt and pepper that too. Repeat with the other halves, so you have 4 layers in total. Pour your wine over the layers and slice your cheese so it can cover the entire casserole while melting. Put it onto the middle level of your oven and bake for 20 minutes. Note: If you have leftovers you can just freeze them and reheat them in the oven. (personally wouldn't recommend microwave it gives the soft cheese a funny bytaste) Alteration suggestions: bacon: if you don't eat pork just use chicken or beef optimal would be an air dried one but really it's whatever, personally I use this recipe to use up kinda dry leftovers shallots: just use whatever onion is in season wine: also alcoholic: if you already have an open white wine honestly just use that one up if it's a dessert one just add a bit of vinegar if you want the tardness to be strong but otherwise you'll be fine non-alcoholic: use veggie stock with a bit of vinegar instead the recipe needs some sourness that'd otherwise come from the wine so I wouldn't recommend using only stock Reblochon: you need a camenbert-like soft cheese if you don't like spicy ones use a mild one, if you have leftovers use these If you have sensory issues or the potatos you have shouldn't be boiled in the skin just peel them before cooking honestly. You'll lose some of the earthy taste the recipe is going for but it's a pretty subplimental taste here.

[gemaesteria]

Podfic: COLD READ of Life Is (Not) A Hallmark Movie [SVSSS]

🎧Listen here 🎧

- Ongoing; Chapter 3/30 posted - last updated: 2/18/24

*I will update the chapter count as I continue to post.

Rated T for teen audiences and up!

🍪🍚🥘🍚🍪🍚🥘🍪🍚🥘🍪🍚🥘

Summary:

Shen Yuan isn't lonely. He's just overseas in a new city, trying to muddle his way through a business degree, and dealing with the side effects of his stupid intestines trying to kill him. So, maybe he sometimes watches ASMR to cope with his too-quiet apartment. Maybe he has a little bit of a parasocial-relationship-thing going on with one particular cooking ASMR channel. It's 2016, who doesn't? The point is, he's content with his quiet life.

And then Shang Qinghua strong-arms him into watching one Hallmark Christmas movie, and it all goes to hell.

Or: Shen Yuan is a Hallmark movie protagonist, Luo Binghe is a Lifetime movie protagonist, and somehow they make it work.

Original Art and fic by @mellicindi. ⤵️

[tracingpatternswrites]

Rekindle | Wolfstar | HP Recipe Rec Fest

I am so excited to share my entry for the @hprecipe-recfest. This is the first fest I've ever co-hosted and it's been so much fun so far, and I'm looking forward to see even more entries coming up.

For now, however, please enjoy my little fic which features a personal HC of mine: that Remus fled the UK and travelled around the world while Sirius was in Azkaban and spent som time in Sweden (where he apparently learned to cook some Swedish food).

Title: Rekindle Pairing: Wolfstar Rating: T WC: 6k Summary: Things are tense between Sirius and Remus when they're pushed together in the derelict cottage that Remus calls home, waiting for Dumbledore's orders. So much is left unsaid, so many questions need answers.

Remus shares a small part of himself and opens a door to what he was doing during the years that Sirius spent locked up in Azkaban.

Read the whole thing on AO3.

Or a snippet below the cut:

Sirius wakes with a jolt, which is weird because he barely sleeps these days. He doesn’t remember falling asleep, but that’s not unusual. It isn’t so much sleeping these days, as his body simply giving up, passing out when he couldn’t hold out any longer. Usually it happens when he’s curled up as Padfoot, the dog’s mind quieter than his own. He has spent so much time as Padfoot over the last few years that he feels more comfortable in the dog’s fur than his own skin.  

He had transformed back into his human form in his sleep, something that had happened increasingly more often in the past week. Sirius doesn’t know why, just yet another thing he can no longer control. He’s getting used to that feeling. Usually the nightmares wake him up, but not this time. He doesn’t know what did, the cottage seems to be quiet around him.

He had shown up on Remus’ doorstep a few days earlier, after he had followed Dumbledore’s orders to contact the old crowd to tell them about what Harry had seen. Remus had been surprised to see him, and Sirius still doesn’t know if it was for old friendship’s sake or just pity that made the other man open up his home.

Sirius looks around the sparse bedroom, the flimsy curtain that does little to keep out the sunlight. He keeps it closed at all times, but the room is still too bright, the sun is giving him a headache after the cold darkness of Azkaban. He mumbles a spell under his breath and he feels the magic coil inside of him, but the curtain barely moves.

There is a flare of something in his chest, anger or shame or frustration, he doesn’t know for sure. He used to be able to do wandless magic at the drop of a hat. Magic used to flow through him, pour out of him with no effort. Generations of powerful pureblood magic that responded to his every whim but now… now doing wandless magic is like pulling teeth. He needs his wand for the simplest spells, like a meek Muggle-born first-year who had never experienced true magic until they set foot inside Hogwarts.

He reaches for the wand on the bedside table, twirling it between his fingers before pointing it towards the window. He mumbles the incantation again and this time he feels it, the little tug of magic in his gut, the warmth at his fingertips as it flows through the wand. This time the curtain transforms into a heavier fabric, thicker, enough to block out some of the offending sunlight and he breathes a sigh of relief.

He had offered to stay on the sofa in the small living room downstairs since he didn’t sleep very well anyway, but Remus wouldn’t have it. Instead, he’d given up the cottage’s only bedroom for Sirius and taken the sofa for himself. It makes Sirius feel uncomfortable, knowing that he’s hogging the bed and the bedroom, especially as they are closing in on the full moon.

He will have to talk to Remus about it, he knows he can’t put it off for much longer. He drags himself out of bed, stretching before he starts to rummage around for something to wear. Not that he has a lot, only what Remus had loaned him when he had first shown up. 

Sirius had first insisted that he wouldn’t be able to wear it, he had always been broader and taller than Remus, but the other man had looked at him quietly and left the clothes on the bed for when Sirius was done with his shower.

Remus had been right, of course, that annoying habit of his hadn’t changed over the twelve years that Sirius had been away. Where Remus’ jumpers have always stretched tight over Sirius’ broad chest, they now hang loosely over his shoulders. He pulls the strings in Remus’ sweats tight so that they won’t fall down over his hips when he shuffles around the house.

He is grateful now that Remus doesn’t keep a lot of mirrors around. He would have covered them up if there were any in the bedroom, but luckily there aren’t. Sirius isn’t strong enough to face his own reflection more than absolutely necessary, it’s nothing but a painful reminder of the shadow of his former self that twelve years in Azkaban has reduced him into.

He can hear Remus move around downstairs and he knows he can’t hide away in the bedroom forever. He takes a deep breath as he stuffs his wand into his pocket, pushing the door open into the small hallway. He smells it almost immediately, Remus is cooking, and Sirius’ belly does a little rumble at the thought of food.

He slowly makes his way down the creaking stairs, stopping in the doorway leading into the kitchen. Remus is standing by the counter, his back against Sirius. He is slightly hunched over, the kitchen counter too low for him but for some reason, he hasn’t used magic to adjust it. It’s typical Remus, sometimes Sirius thinks he forgets he’s a wizard altogether.

There’s low music playing in the background, no doubt from their old record player that Remus had somehow managed to hold on to over the years. Most of the records were long gone, but Remus had told him that he had started to re-build his library. Sirius recognises the song that’s playing, but he can’t recall the name of the song or the band.

He's forgotten a lot of things, and the longer he spends outside in the real world, the more he realises it. It’s in the small things, an off-hand comment from Remus about something that happened when they were at school, a conversation they once had, something that Sirius had once claimed that he enjoyed doing or eating or drinking.

Sirius has forgotten most of it. He knows Remus can tell, even though the other man doesn’t comment on it. Sirius doesn’t want to talk about it either, there’s nothing to say about it anyway. Azkaban took a lot from him, the memories are only a small part of it all.

“Fucking hell– shit!”

The loud clatter and Remus’ voice are enough to yank Sirius out of his head, and he flinches at the sudden loud noise. The muscles in his back lock up, his heart makes a somersault in his chest, his pulse spiking as his first instinct is to transform into Padfoot. He can practically feel the ripple of the dog through him, but he manages to stop himself last second. He stares at Remus, eyes wide as he clings to his self-control.

“Shit,” Remus says again, and he looks a little frazzled as he bends down to pick up the pan he had dropped, setting it carefully on the kitchen counter. ���I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you, I just didn’t see you standing there and then I turned around and– fuck. Are you alright?”

It takes a moment before Sirius can get his body to unlock, and he can see Remus’ worried gaze sweep over him. Some of the tension melts away at Sirius’ jerky half-nod though, and he manages a smile so weak that it barely reaches his eyes. Sirius feels his muscles relax though, and it’s not until then he realises he’s holding on to the doorframe tightly.

“Did you sleep okay?” Remus asks, which is ridiculous because they both know the answer to that already so Sirius doesn’t bother replying. It doesn’t seem as if Remus expects him to either, as he barely waits for Sirius to speak before he continues. “Want a cuppa?”

This doesn’t seem to require any sort of reply either, as Remus is already waving his wand towards the kettle which starts boiling immediately. Remus gestures towards the table by the window, and Sirius slowly lets go of the doorframe to straighten himself up.

He walks over to the table before sinking down on one of the rickety chairs, catching the cup of steaming hot tea that Remus sends floating in his direction with another flick of his wand. It’s strong and sweet, the way Sirius has always loved it. Remus always made the best tea; Sirius remembers that much.

“Thank you,” Sirius rasps, and then he clears his throat as Remus turns around to look at him. “For the tea, I mean.”

“You’re welcome,” Remus says, a slow smile spreading over his face and it lights up something behind his eyes.

Sirius feels his belly do a little swoop, like a faint pull of something long forgotten deep inside of him, but then Remus turns away again to return to what he’s doing. He’s working with his hands, Sirius can see, and he has realised over the past couple of days that Remus does that a lot.

Sirius doesn’t know if it’s because he learned to cook from his Muggle mother, or if Remus’ reluctance to use magic is something he picked up during the war. Sirius doesn’t remember, and that realisation settles heavily in his chest. He wants to ask, but he doesn’t want to admit that he doesn’t know the answer.

He watches as Remus puts a cabbage head into a pot of boiling water before checking on the other pot and humming to himself. He turns the oven on with a tap of his wand before summing an empty bowl, getting to work mixing something that looks like minced meat with spices.

Sirius doesn’t know a lot about cooking, he had never mastered it himself and during his childhood all cooking had been done by their wretched house-elf. Right now, he almost wishes he did know how to cook though; it looks relaxing, working with your hands like that. Sirius takes another sip from his tea. When Remus adds milk, cream, and boiled rice straight from the pot to the minced meat, however, he feels like he needs to ask.

“What… are you making?”

Continue on AO3.

[despazito]

Relative shot a moose now we got several pounds of meat in the freezer 👀

[kindlythevoid]

(link to recipe here)

Part One, Part Two, Part Four

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 1/23/2024

listen i got my last job through one of youse on here so weirder things have happened: i got fired bc the nonprofit wasn’t doing so hot. let me know if you have a weird data/database or market/tech research job. i promise my worksona is so so so nice and pleasant to work with. remote only, looking more in the $75k range but can be a bit flexible if it’s a cool enough job, i am in the central time zone of the USA and will not need sponsorship anywhere but DO need the cadillac of healthcare and dental plans. portfolio, publication list, and linkedin with my government name available on request!

listening

both of these are from my sister! this is another FULL ALBUM rec (good lord). The Offline’s album La couleur de la mer is a soundtrack to a movie that doesn’t exist, inspired by his long walks in the fog on the French Atlantic coast. a little spacey, a little soul, very sixties/seventies neonoir. i am quite fond of the very first track, Thème de la couleur de la mer.

she’s also sent me a bunch of tiktoks with Perfect (Exceeder) by Mason and Princess Superstar. hell of a goddamn music video for this thing. mid-aughts clubbing music at its finest. stopped me from dissolving into a puddle of emotions on the way to and from the vet today bc it’s too goddamn bouncy to be sad around

reading

im reading a trilogy i want to discuss as a whole whenever the third one comes through as a library hold, and a book by a friend. i do not typically talk about books or fics by friends here bc none of them have ever asked for critique, and i dont want to play favorites or inadvertently miss someone’s work. so here’s a story about porn on Wikimedia, which is the kind of database drama and technical arguments that fascinate me.

given the number of articles from 404 Media i shout about here and elsewhere i really should sign up for their $5/mo subscription tier when i have a steady income again

watching

somehow missed Star Wars Visions 2, their second anthology of weird little shorts. i was not super impressed by the overall storytelling this time around, but it was fun to see them reach out to more global studios and see a wider range of styles. there’s some goddamn incredible stop motion in here.

i particularly enjoyed Journey to the Dark Head, which not only has some interesting fringe Force believers and beliefs but has one of the sickest anime bullshit lightsaber fights in this season. this one is by Studio Mir, most known for the Legend of Korra.

also really liked The Spy Dancer by Studio La Cachette, partly bc it’s incredibly beautiful and i like when Star Wars leans into art nouveau, and partly bc it felt the most like a complete short story. emotional arc and everything! strong beginning middle and end! this IS a really low bar, but a lot of the shorts this season did not have a coherent little story to tell or a strong emotional arc, or fumbled their arc partway through, and were just kind of vibes and animation showcases? nothing necessarily wrong with that, also how i felt about most of the last collection. my expectations are underground for any Star Wars media.

playing

as is tradition i dithered about this section the most. this is more of a What’s Next? planning ramble.

the laptop gets shipped back to my old job today so i will no longer have a working modern computer. i have to dig the switch out and see what’s up. maybe start a whole new run in breath of the wild or whatever the last pokemon game was. i think i also have the sword boyfriend game everyone was up in arms about two years ago? and i think i am somehow part of a switch family plan that lets me have some older games?

this section may look very different in the next ??? amount of time until i get a company laptop again. or finally replace the motherboard on my personal desktop but that sat in my car for several weeks during the heat wave this summer while i did not have an apartment and i am really REALLY afraid to open that box.

oh the free epic game this week is a platformer, a genre i have historically not cared about. godspeed to those of you who do

making

soup bc aldi had alphabet pasta and that jolted me out of myself for long enough i was briefly convinced making alphabet pasta soup would fix me. so i found this recipe while in aldi. despite this not being a very good soup or a very good recipe, i feel a little triumphant bc i now know enough to brown the tomato paste before putting it in the soup. unfortunately i overcooked the pasta. there’s kind of a lot of texture happening here, and i wish i had chopped things finer, but i will probably steal my best friend’s blender tomorrow and blitz some of it down.

it’s edible. im going to eat it all. it will not be going in the rotation

[hprecipe-recfest]

🌯HP Recipe Book🍰

Our recipes are here! Thank you to all the excellent chefs and authors who have contributed to the cook book. We had such a blast running this fest and reading everyone's fics and recipes.

Angel Food Cake | @elisedonut Dennis Creevy/Percy Weasley

Australian Pavlova | @regretful-prince Dramione

Banana Bread | @doingthechachaslide Lee Jordan/ Ginny Weasley

Chicken Tikka Masala | @nena-96 Romione

Creamy Lemon and Basil Pasta | @my-patronus-is-a-champagne-glass Romione

Dark Chocolate Batter Cake | @mundrakan Marauders Gen Fic

Elderflower scones | @squintclover Drarry

Guyanese Pepperpot | @effiepotterisamilf Jegulus

Honey Cake | @blackberry-sunset Minerva Mcgonagall/ Poppy Pomfrey

Kåldolmar | @tracingpatternswrites Wolfstar

Poke the Devil Cake | @heartofspells Wolfstar

Tartiflette | @tricksterdraws Prongsfoot

Uncle Swoops' Lemon Drizzle Cake | @swoopswrites Wolfstar

We would love to know if you try any of the recipes - remember to tag the chef too!

We would also like to say a huge thank you to everyone who has taken part! It's been really fun to read all your recipes and fics.

♥️HP Executive Chefs

[regretful-prince]

Hermione's Pavlova

[ Read the full fic on Ao3 ] @hprecipe-recfest

Rated T Adult Draco/Hermione No Major Warnings Apply Mild Angst/Romance with Humour

Pavlova Recipe Included =

Three times, she had watched him come back for more.

Perhaps it was a deep seated paranoia, or the admittedly generous donations he’d made that night, but Hermione found it difficult to take her eyes off of Malfoy.

A pot-luck banquet— raising awareness and funding towards matters of Gnomish zoning rights and displaced fungal harvesters— was not the sort of event she’d ever expected him to attend. Just turning up to mock her efforts seemed like a particular stretch even for him, let alone putting forth a ridiculous sum of money for his trouble.

There was nothing on Earth that could have convinced her that Draco Malfoy actually cared about the issues affecting the Gnomish community. Whatever bizarre agenda drove him to attend remained an utter mystery to her clever mind, even after observing him for the better part of an hour.

He was relatively well behaved, all things considered. Clipped small talk and certainly not the most popular man in the room, but he busied himself with gluttony. An enchanting assortment of food currently swept the hall, levitating in a fantastical rotation to suggest themselves to the guests and serve up portions to those interested in them. Yet, the only dish he’d even acknowledged that night was a dessert. Malfoy had pointedly chased it down twice more, harassing the dish, responsible for disappearing nearly half of it into his stomach.

Hermione’s Pavlova.

[marksandrec]

Marks and Rec: Misc #2478

(He's getting better, though! Sometimes.) (Dialogue is just made up but inspired by the Hanukkah episode of Eat It or Yeet It on Smosh.)