#restaurant taste

[mommyskitchenstory]

Shahi Paneer Restaurant Style |होटल जैसा शाही पनीर| Shahi Paneer Masala @mommyskitchenstory

If you're looking for a delicious Restaurant Style dish at home, try this shahi paneer in restaurant style! In this recipe, I'll show you how to make shahi paneer, a dish that's famous in Mughlai cuisine.

Full recipe link 👉 Restaurant Style Shahi Paneer

[ravenai-kirsche]

Main Dishes Recipe

An easy and quick panini sandwich recipe made using just a grill pan; feel free to use any meats, cheeses, and vegetables you have on hand.

[effyeahtombraidergirls]

Grilled Panini Sandwich Without a Panini Maker An easy and quick panini sandwich recipe made using just a grill pan; feel free to use any meats, cheeses, and vegetables you have on hand.

[hotmeltadhesive]

Recipe for Grilled Panini Sandwich Without a Panini Maker

An easy and quick panini sandwich recipe made using just a grill pan; feel free to use any meats, cheeses, and vegetables you have on hand.

[potato-lord-but-not]

okay i GOTTA ask- is noel polish???? my guy knows what babka is and I'm not sure if that's just from general exposure to some good polish delis in new york or if he was raised on that stuff (and if he was...... i would absolutely LOVE to know his thoughts on pierogi and sauerkraut)

Love how Noel is turning into the food guy, he knows how to cook and he has god tier taste in food

[zorionbbq]

party chat #56: nanba's transformation

(transcript both in alt text and below)

[image description: five-page comic of a "party chat" conversation from yakuza 7.

beneath the scaffolding of a construction site, nanba holds a bottle of tea and asks "hey, you think i've changed at all since we met?"

the rest of the party, standing or crouching on the side of the path, turn to look at him.

"hm? have you?" ichiban tilts his head, hand on chin, and lets saeko pick from his chip bag. "i dunno, lemme think..."

adachi leaps to his feet, splashing his can of beer and surprising saeko. "got it!"

adachi snaps his fingers with a triumphant smile. "you changed how you part your hair!"

"huh?" nanba reaches toward the back of his own head. "nope, it's still the same..." adachi sheds a single tear.

hand raised high, saeko announces "right! your prescription changed!" ichiban taps a canned coffee on his palm in an "i get it!" motion. "what, are you trying to be funny now!? and that's wrong, too!" nanba retorts.

"okay!" han looks serious. "you changed the frames on your glasses!"

"you started wearing contacts instead of glasses!" zhao finger-guns with a grin.

"will you quit it with the glasses thing!?" nanba snaps at an unfazed, juicebox-sipping han. "and does it look like i'm wearing contacts!?" he gestures at himself. zhao smugly bites an onigiri, still squatting on the ground.

adachi frowns around a pocky. "huh? then what's changed?"

"never mind... sheesh." nanba turns his back on the group.

a view of the vending machine and soccer field across the way. "i just thought maybe i'd grown a bit cheerier since i met you guys."

"that's all." nanba doesn't see the party staring in shocked silence.

saeko, han, and zhao exchange fond looks.

nanba chugs his tea as ichiban approaches.

ichiban bumps his drink hand against nanba's.

"well, we already knew that, man." ichiban grins so wide his eyes shut.

"yeah, you smile a lot more than you did before, nan-chan." saeko concurs, offering him her chip bag.

nanba looks up, eyes wide. "ichiban... you guys..."

a hand lands on nanba's shoulder.

arm slung over his friend's back, ichiban cheerfully assures "and i noticed that you got some new lenses on your glasses, too." nanba's face falls.

the party loses it. saeko collapses on adachi, both doubled over in laughter, zhao cackles as his glasses fall off, and han clutches his head in despair.

"i didn't change anything about my glasses!" nanba roars. on the ground, a plastic bag of leftover snacks reads "#56 nanba's transformation".

end image description]

[tomwambsgans]

greg said actually i wanna take YOU out and I'M gonna pay for it

[townslore]

get him some guyliner

(pro/ship dni)

[carrotcouple]

"You did not,"

Atsushi stops as he's pouring tea over his rice. He sees Ryuu standing in the doorway of his room, wearing one of his larger pajama shirts and long soft pants. He doesn't like too much of his skin exposed but Atsushi observes with a pleased feeling in his gut that the hickeys stand out on the visible part of his collar bones.

"I did not what?" Atsushi asks.

"You just used my new high brand sencha for that abominable bowl that you call food." Ryuu looks very put off.

"It's tea over rice. I need tea and all your tea is high end." Atsushi points out.

Ryuu frowns.

"It's what tea is for," Atsushi continues.

"This is grounds for divorce," Ryuu says.

Atsushi stares at him.

"We're not married," Atsushi says.

"We could have been," Ryuu says. "But now, no longer."

Atsushi is in love with him. He's going to marry this stupid man.

"Get over here and eat this abominable thing that isn't food with me," Atsushi laughs.

"I will not. You have most likely made it sloppily and incorrectly. I already know you did not make the tea correctly." Ryuu crosses his arms.

"Then you should teach me how to make it correctly," Atsushi suggests.

"Why should I learn how to make food, that I don't eat, for you?" Ryuu looks confused.

"You won't?" Atsushi pouts.

"Are you a child?" Ryuu scoffs.

"You're the one that picked me," Atsushi says and watches in delight as Ryuu starts to walk into the kitchen.

"And I wonder why every day," Ryuu says, taking the teapot from Atsushi's fingers. "I can tell you burnt the tea."

"Then I should make my partner make his perfect tea for me," Atsushi smiles.

"Shut up," Ryuu puts a finger to Atsushi's lips and lifts the lid of the teapot to smell the contents. "You are correct, I would rather make tea for you than have you burn perfectly good sencha."

"Are we getting married then?" Atsushi teases.

"I'm not marrying someone who can't make decent tea," Ryuu sniffs.

"I'll have to learn then," Atsushi smiles.

[simminginstars]

Catching up w Jia to lie to her about the restaurants success :)

previous // beginning // next

the events at the restaurant:

agnes crumplebottom walked into the kitchen and kicked the bin over, maybe due to slow service? or the fact she's actually evil

a customer shouted at the host right after she had the 4 star rating above her head??????

[allysdelta]

A follow-up of sorts for the Crowley comic I posted earlier. I haven't yet come up with a full conversation for the Aziraphales (I will draw it if I work one out!), but I wanted to show them meeting at least. I suspect that Book!Aziraphale would understand his television counterpart's motives and what he's going through with much more clarity than anyone else, and even be relatively gentle about it for once. This is, after all, his story too.

Edit: They've had their talk! See it here

[notbecauseofvictories]

there is a mourning dove and a brown-headed cowbird circling each other at my bird feeder this morning and I have created an elaborate backstory that ends with them falling in love despite the enmity of their families and also how she's quite a bit larger than him, all before my morning coffee.

[therichwife]

[spywhitney]

How I sleep knowing I'll never trust anyone that hates Sydney but worships Richie:

[pocketramblr]

yum!

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Foul Legacy greeting you after a very physically and mentally taxing day. just getting home extremely tired and being scooped up by a pair of sturdy arms, a single crystalline eye staring at you, overjoyed. when you lean against his fluff he knows you're exhausted, chittering quietly and carrying you to your room. it's finally quiet in there, the curtains drawn shut over the windows and the constant noise of the outdoors muffled- in fact, the only thing you can hear is Legacy's soft, constant purring as he sets you down.

you feel the blanket being tugged over your shoulders and wordlessly reach out to grab Foul Legacy's claw, smiling at the surprised chirp he lets out. silently you tug him closer, motioning for him to lay down next to you, and he complies with delight, rumbling contently when you sling an arm over his waist and snuggle closer. you hum, the stress draining from your body as you're finally comfortable- nothing is too hot, too cold, too loud, too bright- you're safe and happy here, with an Abyssal monster beside you.

you lean up to give Legacy a quick peck before settling down for a nap, and just before you drift off, you swear you feel a small lick on your cheek.