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prachisri · 7 months ago

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The Complete Handbook of Organic Desi Cow Ghee

Ghee, a staple in Indian kitchens for centuries, has recently gained popularity worldwide. Among the various types available, organic desi cow ghee stands out for its numerous health benefits, rich flavor, and traditional preparation methods. In this comprehensive guide, we will delve into what makes organic desi cow ghee special, its benefits, how to use it, and much more.

What is Organic Desi Cow Ghee?

Organic desi cow ghee is a type of clarified butter made from the milk of indigenous Indian cows. The term "desi" refers to something traditional or indigenous, highlighting the ghee's roots in Indian culture. What sets this ghee apart is its organic certification, ensuring it is free from pesticides, antibiotics, and synthetic hormones. The process of making desi cow ghee involves churning curd made from cow's milk, which is then simmered to extract pure butterfat.

The Traditional Method of Making Organic Desi Cow Ghee

The process of making organic desi cow ghee is an art form. It starts with boiling raw, organic cow milk and then fermenting it overnight to form curd. The curd is churned to separate the butter, which is then simmered until the water evaporates, and the milk solids caramelize, leaving behind pure, golden ghee. This traditional method retains the nutritional integrity and rich flavor of the ghee.

Health Benefits of Organic Desi Cow Ghee

Organic desi cow ghee is not just a cooking ingredient; it's a superfood with numerous health benefits.

Rich in Essential Fatty Acids

Omega-3 and omega-9 essential fatty acids are found in organic desi cow ghee and are vital for heart health. These fats help reduce inflammation, improve brain function, and promote overall well-being.

Enhances Digestion

Ghee stimulates the secretion of stomach acids, aiding in better digestion. It also promotes the absorption of fat-soluble vitamins and minerals from other foods.

Boosts Immunity

The butyrate and conjugated linoleic acid (CLA) found in organic desi cow ghee have anti-inflammatory and immune-boosting properties. Frequent ingestion might strengthen your body's defense systems.

Supports Weight Loss

Contrary to popular belief, the healthy fats in organic desi cow ghee can help in weight management. These fats boost metabolism and provide sustained energy, reducing cravings and overeating.

How to Use Organic Desi Cow Ghee in Your Diet

Incorporating organic desi cow ghee into your daily diet is simple and can be done in various delicious ways.

Cooking and Frying

Ghee is perfect for cooking and frying because of its high smoke point. Use it to sauté vegetables, fry eggs, or even as a base for curries and soups.

Baking

Ghee can be used in place of butter or oil in baking recipes. It adds a rich, nutty flavor to cakes, cookies, and pastries.

Spreading

Use organic desi cow ghee as a spread on toast, parathas, or rotis. Its creamy texture and unique taste make it a delightful addition to any meal.

Organic Desi Cow Ghee for Skin and Hair

Beyond its culinary uses, organic desi cow ghee has numerous benefits for skin and hair care.

Moisturizes Skin

Ghee is an excellent natural moisturizer. Its fatty acids hydrate the skin deeply and leave it feeling silky and smooth. Use it as a night cream or mix it with other natural ingredients for face masks.

Promotes Hair Growth

Massaging your scalp with organic desi cow ghee can strengthen hair roots, reduce hair fall, and promote the growth of thick, shiny hair. It also helps in treating dandruff and dry scalp conditions.

Conclusion

Organic desi cow ghee is a versatile and nutritious addition to your kitchen and beauty routine. Its numerous health benefits, rich flavor, and traditional preparation method make it a superior choice compared to other types of fats. Whether you're using it for cooking, baking, or skincare, incorporating organic desi cow ghee into your daily life can significantly improve your overall health and well-being.

FAQs About Organic Desi Cow Ghee

Q1: Is organic desi cow ghee lactose-free?

Yes, ghee is lactose-free because the milk solids are removed during the clarification process, making it suitable for those with lactose intolerance.

Q2: Can I use organic desi cow ghee for deep frying?

Absolutely! With a high smoke point of approximately 485°F (250°C), ghee can be used for deep-frying without converting into toxic chemicals.

Q3: How should I store organic desi cow ghee?

Store ghee in an airtight container at room temperature, away from direct sunlight. It keeps for several months and doesn't need to be refrigerated.

Q4: What makes organic desi cow ghee better than regular ghee?

Organic desi cow ghee is made from the milk of organically raised indigenous Indian cows, ensuring it is free from harmful chemicals and rich in nutrients. Additionally, more of the health advantages of the traditional preparation process are retained.

Q5: How much organic desi cow ghee should I consume daily?

Moderation is key. Typically, 1-2 tablespoons per day are sufficient to reap the health benefits without consuming excess calories.

By integrating organic desi cow ghee into your lifestyle, you can enjoy its myriad benefits while enhancing the flavors of your favorite dishes. Its health-promoting properties and versatility make it a valuable addition to any diet.

#two brothers #organic ghee #ghee

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zorabianfoods · 8 months ago

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Easy Chicken Recipes for Your Busy Work Life

In the fast-paced work life of a professional, finding the time to eat healthy can often take a backseat. However, incorporating chicken into your meals is a simple and effective way to ensure you’re fueled and ready to tackle your busy schedule. Chicken is not only a quick source of high-quality protein but also versatile enough to keep your meals exciting. Here’s how you can integrate chicken into every meal from breakfast to dinner, ensuring each dish is not only delicious but also packed with nutritional benefits for busy work life professionals.

Check out our blog to get the full list of easy chicken recipes

10 minutes is all you have?

Here are some suggestions that would perfectly fit in different tastes and choices

For the marinated range, check Chicken Tikkas Range

Looking to prepare something for breakfasts like sandwiches, sliders or pasta, Check our Breakfast Sausages Range

If you are looking to prepare salads, soups or appetizers go for Cold-Cut Salami Range

If you are looking for evening snacks like momos, samosas or spring rolls check out Desi Appetizer Range of Zorabian

If you want to go for something crispy and delightful like tandoori burger patties and cheese balls, Nuggets and Burgers range is for you

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weikfieldfoods · 2 years ago

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The Convenience of Instant Pasta: Quick and Easy Meal Solution

Have you ever been in a situation where you want to eat something instantly, other than munching? But, nothing is there and then you stare nearby to look for something. But ultimately you found nothing and now you are not hungry.

One of the major issues with the regular pasta is the soar and boring taste, that can easily make one bored to eat and then finish the meal. With Instant Pasta, you do not have to worry about boring taste. With its authentic Italian aroma, you can take a trip down the lanes of Milan.

But since when did life get so easy, that you get what you want? When you go out in the market, processed instant food comes along with the unsaturated health harms, and there goes your long-desired choice of food, pasta! Worry not pasta made from whole wheat grain can eradicate these regular problems with regular-purpose-made pasta. Let’s skim through some of the benefits of wheat-grain pasta.

What are the benefits of Whole Wheat Grain Pasta?

It contains all three parts of the wheat kernel: the bran, the germ, and the endosperm. Whole wheat grain pasta can be a good source of plant-based protein, especially when combined with beans, lentils, or cheese.

Whole grains are rich in fiber and protein. Which can help lower cholesterol, regulate blood sugar, and prevent constipation. which can help you feel full and energized.

Whole grains also provide the necessary nutrition. Like vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants that are essential for health and wellness. It can lower your cholesterol and blood sugar levels, which can prevent heart disease and diabetes.

It has a flavor, unlike paper. Whole wheat grain pasta has a nutty flavor and a chewy texture that can enhance many dishes and sauces. It can make you look more sophisticated and health-conscious when you serve it to your guests.

It tastes better than cardboard, unlike regular pasta. It can be used to make a variety of dishes, such as salads, casseroles, soups, and desserts.

WeikField has brought Instant Pasta in a desi variant of Masala Pasta, which contains all the above-mentioned benefits of whole wheat grain pasta and can be your desired choice for healthy pasta meals at any time of the day.

What are the benefits of WeikField Instant Pasta?

It is easy to make in under 7 minutes. You can enjoy a delicious meal in just 10 minutes without any hassle. That's faster than ordering pizza or waiting for you to cook.

It is made from pure durum wheat semolina, also rich in protein and fiber. You can choose from a variety of flavors and shapes to suit your taste buds and mood. You can even mix and match to create your masterpieces or try out WeikField’s Instant Pasta Recipes.

It has a saucy mouth-watering flavor. You can impress your friends and family with your culinary skills and creativity. Just add some veggies, cheese, sauce, and voila! You have a gourmet dish that looks like it came from a fancy restaurant. No one has to know it's instant pasta.

It is available in three different flavors: creamy mushroom, tomato salsa, and masala twist. You can save money and time by avoiding expensive restaurants and long queues.

It is convenient and versatile. It can be enjoyed as a snack, a meal, or a side dish.

How to enjoy authentic Pasta Instantly at Home?

Well, ho ho ho ho, Christmas has come early and it has brought WeikField Instant Pasta, which lasts till your hunger needs feeding. To enjoy the flavoury instant pasta, all you need is some water, heat, a pot or pan, and that’s it WeikField will create the appetite you need to finish it.

Why pay more for less when you can have WeikField Instant Pasta at home?

Plus, you don't have to deal with rude waiters, noisy crowds, or parking problems. You can indulge in a guilt-free treat as WeikField Instant Pasta is made with 100% durum wheat semolina and contains no preservatives or artificial colors. It's also low in fat and high in protein, so you can eat as much as you want without worrying about your waistline.

#food #foodblogger #foodpics #healthy food #foodphotography #foodlover #food diary #masala pasta #instant pasta recipe #instant pasta #weikfield

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soupdeewoop · 1 year ago

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BAHAHAAHA ME AND MY MOM HAD A BET AND IT WAS THAT IF THERE WAS A PROBLEM DUE TO FAMILY OVER VACATION SHE OWES ME MONEY AND IF THERE ISNT I OWE HER MONEY

GUES WHO WON LMAO

(its very petty btw, if it was a very serious issue then i wouldnt say anything about it)

desi parent when they get backstabbed by the same relatives for the 1865336899th time:

#soup speaks #soups desi life

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cowboyhorsegirl · 3 years ago

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What is Tony’s fav soup? In fact, all the fav soups of the avengers go!

(please)

OMG anon heyyyyyy!!!

Thank you SO much for this ask I am literally sitting you down at my dining room table right now and offering you my favorite homemade roasted tomato soup with roasted garlic bread that I made this afternoon just for you and i hope you don't mind i've already packed you a tupperware to go too <3

Edit! Forgot to mention that this ask was most definitely inspired by this post!

JARVIS (AKA my favorite Avenger don't come at me): JARVIS loves alphabet soup lol!! ................................................................please clap

Rhodey: Roasted Tomato Soup with Roasted Garlic Bread (as aforementioned!). Why mess with the classics?? Bonus: Rhodey never passes up the opportunity to assault Tony with his weapons-grade garlic breath before Tony begs him to please go gargle some mouthwash NOW.

Bruce: Haleem. So much of his life is trying to fight against the hot anger and turmoil within him that seems to tear him apart from the inside out. The first time he had haleem was while he was in hiding in India when a lovely woman whose name he never caught saw him shaking against the side of a building in the street and offered him a bowl to eat when she coaxed him to come join her and her family for dinner that night. I firmly believe in the divine healing powers of women you don't know who offer you a brief and selfless kindness during the darkest moments of your life and I know Bruce does too. Sometimes it's nice to let yourself feel the sort of warmth without jagged edges that can only come from a kind stranger or a desi stew <3

Thor: is ambrosia a soup or a drink? let's go soup. I feel like thor doesn't care much either way for most midgardian foods BUT i also feel like one time he had the most god awful hot dog soup at a diner in New Mexico and was forevermore Compelled by it.

Clint: Clint does not like soup. Why would he, after all, it's barely food and it's certainly not a drink. When Clint wants to eat he wants to chew his food like a grown man, damn it! No, Clint definitely does not like soup. And he certainly does not keep a can of Campbell's Tomato A to Z's in his pantry to eat on nights when Laura is visiting her mother and the kids are all out for some reason or another--going to the next town over for a baseball game or an overnight band trip or sleeping over at a friend's house--and he just can't believe that they're growing so fast and he remembers feeding all his babies A to Z's while they were squirming around in the high chair and then having to finish up the half-spilled bowl himself before it became a fully-spilled bowl. It definitely doesn't taste like nostalgia and stability and family. Definitely not.

Pepper: French Onion. Classy and sophisticated, you can't cut corners with this soup. This is a luxurious soup, but instead of highfalutin ingredients or 36-step recipes, all the luxury is derived from time and care; a soup for one with high standards, discerning taste, and a lot of love in her heart <3

Natasha: Thai Corn Soup. Spicy and comfy and perfect in every way. May seem a bit intimidating for a home chef at first, but practice is the key and it takes much less practice than you'd think to make the best thai corn soup <3

Steve: Tom Kha Gai. This was definitely a case of Steve bemusedly getting dragged all around New York by Tony and Natasha and Pepper to try out all the international cuisines he's never heard of before and then having a quasi-religious experience in the restaurant because he did not know soup could taste Like That. No recipe because honestly neither Steve nor I have the clearance to make this. We prefer getting it straight from our favorite local Thai joint.

Tony: Vegetable Beef Soup. No recipe here either, though there was one at some point--Tony seems to recall a step involving flour that Steve always thought was bullshit so they skipped that step every time and then eventually just stopped using the recipe altogether. What goes in this soup? Tony couldn't tell you, though to be fair he wouldn't be able to tell you what goes in most of the food he's ever eaten that's usually prepared by butlers and high-end chefs, but he could most definitely show you the ingredients that go into this soup. It's all in the muscle memory, bustling about the kitchen in the kind of easy unspoken choreography that says i want to stay here forever with you. The ingredient list changes a bit every time depending on what's around, but Tony could recognize this soup anywhere. This is kind of soup you make with and for a very special someone. This is the soup you make when what you're really making is a home together <3

#signed sealed delivered #tony stark #james rhodes #JARVIS #natasha romanoff #bruce banner #thor odinson #pepper potts #steve rogers #clint barton #stevetony #soup #i fucking love soup if you couldn't tell #i don't know the newer avengers like vision wanda bucky and sam very well what do y'all think their favorite soups would be?

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love-anddeepression · 3 years ago

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IT’S SPICY!-Kaz Brekker x Desi!Fem!reader

Another desi blurb for my desi girls, anyone can read it cause I’m not describing the reader. Hope you like it! Translations at the end!

Requested-Nope

Warnings: hindi swears!!!

Taglist- @confuscita @staytrueblue @scandalous-chaos @mrs-brekker15 @messers-moony-lupin @sirisuorionblack

Summary-You and Jesper argue over whose food is better, so you both prepare some food and feed them to none other than Kaz Brekker.(I’ve kept the dishes reader makes vegetarian okay? sorry to my non-veg peeps, dont worry tho, you’re going to get more in the next few days!)

Jesper! I’m telling you! Nothing beats an amazing paneer subzi! with pulao.”

“and I’m telling you that nothing beats an amazing pasta!” Jesper argued.

“ Oh really? Fine. Jesper Llewllyn Fahey, I challenge you to a cookoff, to see who’s food is better!” you get up and stand in front of him.

“ Challenge accepted! and who should we feed our food too? Nina would not like it since both the dishes are not sweet. Inej is out, Wylan is spending some time with his mother and you’re boyfriend is brooding as always.” Jesper looked around the Slat.

“We’ll feed it to Kaz, he secretly likes eating so he’ll eat anything we give him,” you say.

“ I don’t believe that” Jesper replies.

“ No one does, Jes, No one does.”

“AH saala chutiya thel!” you shriek as the oil splatters when you add the curry leaves.

“ Angel? Are you okay?” Kaz immediately comes over as you put your hand under water.

“ I’m fine Jaaneyman. Don’t worry” you add the mustard seeds and start mixing everthing.

“ What are you making?” Kaz asks.

“ Jesper and I are having a cook-off to see whose food is better and you’re going to be the judge.”

It’s because you’re so close to him that you can just manage to hear the small ‘yes’ he lets out.

“So what are you making?” he sits on the counter and stretches his bad leg out.

“ I am making some Indian food because I want you to finally taste some actual food instead of the bland, boiled food you eat.” you add the dal and the water and cover the pot, moving to making the paneer ka subzi.

“Not exactly disagreeing with you about the bland food angel.” saying so, he pecks your head and leaves.

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“ Jesper, what are you making?” you ask the sharpshooter as he makes a sauce of some kind.

“ I am making my special pasta love, and let me tell you, you’re food doesn’t stand a chance!”

“ We’ll see Jes, we’ll see. Now to make the pulao!”

~?~?~?~?~?~?~?~?~?~?~?

Finally after a few hours, Kaz is seated at the head of the table, fork and spoon in each hand as you and Jesper set the table up.

“ Okay Kaz, I’ve made my special two-sauce pasta, it’s a modification of my dad’s recipe and it’s a simple pasta with white sauce, mixed with red sauce and chicken.” Jesper announces as he serves Kaz his pasta.

Kaz takes a few bites while nodding and occasionally taking a sip of water.

“ This is good Jes.” he pushes the plate away.

Jesper whoops in delight, “ HA! Dirtyhands himself said my food was good, your’s doesn’t stand a chance!” he points at you and laughs.

You roll you’re eyes and give Kaz a plate of pulao, with a bowl of dal and some paneer.

He discreetly licks his lips and takes a spoonful of dal-chawal, And he instantly turns red.

“ Kaz? You okay?” you look at him.

He nods before taking a glass of water and chugging it down.

“ It’s spicy!” he breathes out.

“ It’s dal chawal! It’s literally the blandest indian dish ever!”

“ But why is it so spicy?”

“ It isn’t! Jes try some!” you tell the sharpshooter who is gawking at the sight of dirtyhands whining like a child for water.

Gingerly, Jes takes a bite.

“ This is amazing! Screw my pasta! and Kaz, this isn’t spicy what the hell?”

“ White people.” you scoff.

“ Honestly.”

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translations!!

jaaneyman-my life(nickname)

saala chutiya- (they’re basically swear words)

thel-oil

Dal- lentil soup ig?

chawal-rice

pulao-flavoured rice

paneer-cottage cheese

#kaz brekker x reader #kaz brekker imagine #kaz brekker #kaz brekker imagines #jesper fahey x reader #six of crows x reader #desibr #kaz x desi reader #desi!reader #six of crows imagines #six of crows x you #six of crows imagine #Echo actually writes

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triflingthing · 3 years ago

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Do you make indian food for yourself? What recipes do you cook? (Asking as a fellow Indian who gets overwhelmed from homemade masalas and doesn't have a pressure cooker to make dahl)

I occasionally make desi food but my parents load me with Tupperware full of sabjis every Sunday so there’s no need (I love them so much I would die for them), the only thing I really do is a slow cooker chicken tikka for my partner (I’m vegetarian) or a few different types Indian potatoes. Sometimes I just indianify other dishes like pasta or soup anyway though, bc life without masala is like a house with no sunshine.

https://www.instagram.com/p/CYzoN-HIkCC/

#asks #my asks

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fishnets-fingers · 3 years ago

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My favourite things from part 14.

Hello miss fellow chef, what are this scrumptious dishes you've mentioned? My mouth was watering like pavlov's dog.

You did not mention Aagdam Bagdam Tigdam - Aaaaaaaaa that was like my favourite show to watch in summer vacation(s). The minute I heard that name, the family of four + Tappu uncle with Mango ki Mala dangling around his neck. And the song meri mummy toh gajar ki jagah lakdaa khaati hai 😂😂😂.

Laila explaining it to Harry and him telling her he had similar show back home is not even a coincidence to me because hello what is Suite Life of Karan and Kabir if not a bad copy of Suite Life of Zack and Cody ?

I am high-fiving Laila right now because I belong to the category of people who only use one earbud at a time. The reason being, the moment we plug in our earbuds there's someone around us who will yell out our name 😂😂😂 Maxx relate !!!

Laila scolding him to eat soup >>>

Nebulizer gang 🖐🏼🖐🏼🖐🏼 - I swear to god, everytime I had to use one I felt I was going to die due to breathlessness.

Babies calling eachother stupid names because that's true love.

Love boners 🥺🥺🥺

The papaya bit I kinda guessed what it was going to be 😂😂😂 desi nushkha . But papayas are generally so good to eat.

Uff, the labels things - totally on board with layla

All the desi references baby they were so endearing 🥺💞💞💞 + Harry wanting to click a picture with her in a kurti is so sweet.

Layla's relationship with Anne !!

And last but not the least Harry being the cuddly baby that he is 🥺😠🤒🥰💓👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

Loved It Mayu 💛

Aww thanks for this sweet message S! You know how much I love and treasure your opinion.

Never watched Suite Life of Karan and Kabir, became a bit old for Disney when that aired but loved Zack and Cody though.

I’m curious what shows on Disney did you watch? The only Indian shows I watched were the Tamil dubbed version of Vicky and Vetal, Aagadam Bagdam Tigdam and Kya Mast Hai Life. I watched a lot of English ones though That’s So Raven, Suite Life of Zack and Cody, Drake and Josh, Hannah Montana, Wizards of Waverley Place, Suite Life on Deck, and Zeke and Luther.

Yeah. Layla’s really envious of the relationship Harry has with his mum. But Anne being almost equally loving towards her is something she’s not used to yet.

#asks #six months #part fourteen

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barnesandco · 5 years ago

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Nikah: January

Story Masterlist

Nikah: noun, Arabic, meaning the contract of marriage.

Bucky marries Peter’s former tutor because her student visa’s about to expire and the government isn’t granting her a green card. Can she find a way to permanent residence by marriage, and if so, will it be at the cost of their hearts?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of grief, war.

A/N: Written under the Arranged/Accidental Marriage trope for @mermaidxatxheart ‘s writing challenge. This story will update on weekends, with two chapters each on Saturdays and Sundays. Tags are open, and for now I’m only tagging those on my permanent list. You can always let me know if you want to be added or taken off of something. I look forward to your comments and hope that you enjoy.

Bucky Barnes did not plan to start the new year as a married man. Not until three weeks ago, when this entire ordeal began. Yet here he is, a gold band on his prosthetic hand that is buried beneath the pillow under his head, while he watches his near-stranger bride sleep next to him. They’ve met in person a grand total of two times, the second being the marriage ceremony itself. Ceremony is an overstatement, he thinks. They eloped. Oh, if his ma could see him now. Bruised and war-torn, reborn from Hydra’s ashes with the marvel of Wakandan technology, married to a woman he hardly knows. And it’s all Peter Parker’s fault.

It had started with his silence. Slowly but surely, the youngest Avenger, known for his jubilant enthusiasm, had become unnervingly quiet.

One week, and they begin to notice. Curious look and additional encouragements to involve him.

Two weeks, and they suspect he misses Tony more than usual. It’s been several months, but the grief comes and goes in waves. Laughter can turn quickly into tears. Bucky’s seen them smile at a joke and turn to the head of the table, or a corner of the room, looking for Tony or Nat’s response respectively, only for the smile to fall at the proof of their absence. They give him time, Sam gives him a talk, and Pepper, an invitation to lunch at the lakehouse.

Three weeks, and they return from a multiple-week mission and brake outside the kitchen like eavesdropping teenagers. The actual teenagers - Peter and Wanda - are inside discussing something. By the distress in Peter’s voice, it’s whatever’s been bothering him recently.

“-but if the student visa doesn’t expire for another year, why is she applying already?” Wanda’s asking from the stove, stirring a Sokovian soup. Peter puts a Tupperware container of extra chopped vegetables in the fridge. Leans on the marble countertop, sighing.

“She suspected that they might reject her. He PhD ends in June so she’s applying for a green card instead, but immigration policies are stricter now. Especially for people from Muslim countries, and she’s Pakistani. It isn’t fair,” He reiterates, tastes the soup. Anything to distract from his shaking hands. Wanda looks on worriedly. “I just mean- like- she’s been living here for almost ten years. She just wants to be a permanent resident. If they don’t let her, she’ll have to go back. She doesn’t want to, but she’ll have to,” He concludes, opening the tap and initiating clean-up.

“And she’s… important… to you,” Wanda states, looking over her shoulder, giving him room to elaborate.

“She helped me with English class and lit in middle school. She was there when Ben died, when Tony died, she’s just been constant, y’know?” He explains. Wanda puts down the wooden spoon, rests a hand on the counter and absorbs her friend’s morose expression.

“So now what?”

“There’s no way they’ll extend her visa. She’ll probably try again for a green card, but I don’t think it’ll work. If she had a steady job, she could apply for a work visa, but she’s freelance. The only other thing I can think of is marriage to a US citizen.”

He hopes it works. The marriage. Green card by family, by marriage, by him vouching for her. The ring is constricting around his finger, a heavy weight reminding of the sanctity of marriage, and how he’s breaching it. He wonders if she feels the same way. At present, she appears unperturbed, lying on her side facing him. The hand bearing the ring is in front of her face, resting on the pillow like a crown on its pedestal. The scarce daylight, just cloudy watercolor, tip-toes through the gap in his blackout curtains, casting a thing stream of moonlight across her face. Snow day.

They had barely made it to his apartment last night before the blizzard hit. She had been quiet then, even more so than now, when he can at least hear her sleep-steady breaths escape the cage built by the pink pillows of her lips. Eyelashes like snowflakes against the bags under her eyes.

The mildly disturbing nature of his actions occurs to him, and he decides to stop. Gets out of bed and tenses when she shifts. The duvet slides down, revealing her white night-gown. Bucky moves, steps as soft and sneaky as fog on the carpet, to her side. Lifts the duvet up to her ching, grazing her silk-clad shoulder in the process. A mumble, and he holds his breath, but thankfully, she stays asleep.

Shutting his - their - bedroom door behind him, he makes for the bathroom first. The shower is scalding hot, and his skin pinks quickly. The Wakandan shampoo is running out. He makes a note to ask Shuri for more, and thinks about what American item to send in return. Dunkin’ Donuts, perhaps.

Coconut goes well with the raspberry scent of his new wife’s body wash, already embedded in the walls because she takes evening showers. Claims they help her sleep. It didn’t help last night, however, because she tossed and turned throughout, only coming to rest around three. Bucky didn’t fare any better, eyes shutting an hour later.

He rinses his hair, the condensation from the steam on his arm washing off. Resumes his morning rituals - conditioner, shower gel, rinse, dry off. As he’s towelling himself dry, he takes in the evidence of her presence once again. The bottle of lotion on the vanity, the make-up removal wipes in the cabinet next to his shaving things. Like this is all perfectly normal.

It is, of course, everything but. You don’t marry someone you don’t know. The gravity of his actions tug on his stomach as he walks past the couch he offered to sleep on. He hadn’t wanted to make her uncomfortable, but she had vehemently refused to kick him out of his own bed. Said she would rather sleep in the snow outside. He’s sure she would have, too, given the excuse, and she would’ve melted the snow into steaming puddles around her, anger coming off red-hot like the sun’s rage.

He lights the stove and fetches the ingredients necessary for pancakes. Opens a recipe on his tablet. Never made them on his own a day in his life - Sam’s are better, but he’ll never tell him that. Something in him just wants to put her at ease. Anyone who cares to look past the stiff demeanor, the jasmine flower in her hair, the reluctant mehndi on her hands, the fire in her eyes, will see resentment. At the government, God, fate, destiny - all scapegoats to blame for putting her in this situation. For reducing her to getting married just to stay in the country she considers home.

Bucky is, too. Resentful, that is. What’s worse is, he doesn’t understand it. Doesn’t understand where the love went. Then he feels guilty, snorts at his own naivete, his blissful ignorance. Lover boy Bucky Barnes. He was never one for politics, he thinks, pouring the first pancake. What little he remembers of his youth wafts up; taking care of Becca, taking care of Steve, taking girls on dates, taking the ship to the war, taking out Nazis. Even in the trenches, where soldiers had a tendency to question Roosevelt, or cuss at Hitler, he’d order them to shut up and shoot. If us fellas were meant to do nothin’ but talk, we’d be in Congress already, but we ain’t. So quit blabberin’ and do your jobs.

The second pancake is on the platter. A door opens somewhere down the hall. He waits, still and patient, as footsteps enter the bathroom and the sound of his sizzling frying pan and running water washes out the anxiety of talking to her. He will have to, at some point or the other. They live together. She had suggested briefly that they not, hadn’t wanted to burden him, but he reminded her of his public image. People would most certainly notice if he wasn’t living with his wife, and then where would they be?

Said wife is now in the kitchen, wringing her hands, the glass bangles - chooriyan - chiming, and he pretends to be unaware.

“James?” This plan doesn’t last very long, and he turns to see that she’s wearing what he would call a tunic if Peter hadn’t taught him it’s a kameez - he’s been giving him desi culture lessons - over a pair of jeans.

“Just Bucky, please. Mornin’. Sleep well?” He returns to the pancakes, blushing at his ineptitude. Tries to convince himself it’s okay, she’s an introvert, too. She’s uncomfortable around new people, too. The pancake tower is now five high.

“You should’ve woken me. Why are you making breakfast by yourself?” She ignores his question, a question he doesn’t know why he asked if he knows the answer to, and comes up to stand next to him at the counter.

“Why would I do that? I can cook, you know,” He says, only half in jest, the joke the first of the day, of the year, of their relationship. She smiles - a reward.

“Yeah, but still…” She trails off, then shakes away what’s troubling her. Bucky files that response under Things to Worry About Later. “I can see that you can cook. A little too well, it seems,” She laughs, gesturing to the sizable stack. “Can you eat five pancakes?” She asks with wonder.

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t eat more than two, and you just flipped your seventh one, so that means you’ll have to-”

“Don’t worry. They’ll be gone before you can say super-metabolism,” He reassures, and she nods dubiously.

“Can I at least set the table?” Bucky looks at her, soft and kind and wise, wishes that she didn’t have to experience this. Forcing a marriage to stay in the place she loves. What has the world come to?

He shows her where the plates are, sets about pulling out various pancake toppings. Syrup, honey, berries, Nutella. She places the plates on the table, brings him the pot of coffee he forgot he made. Finally, they sit. Minutes of utensils colliding and the pancake stack diminishing pass before either of them say anything. She pours him coffee.

“Thanks. You didn’t pour any for yourself,” He says, frowning around a mouthful of blueberries.

“I don’t drink coffee?”

“Tea?”

“Yeah, but-” Bucky begins to get up but she reaches for his hand, chooriyan clinking against the vibranium. “I don’t feel like it today,” She tells him, brushing a strand of dark hair behind her ear.

“You should’ve said something,” He says, upset at not being able to provide for a guest, the guest who’s going to be staying for a while. She shakes her head, spreads Nutella across her second pancake.

“It’s not that big a deal,” She laughs, cutting a piece. “Some days I feel like it and some days I don’t.”

“Okay.”

They finish breakfast in silence, and Bucky drinks more coffee than he should. She’s just picked up the dishes and is picking up a bottle of dish soap when Bucky opens the dishwasher and and takes both the dishes and the soap from her hands. Rinses and stacks them, then looks up at her as he’s drying his hands, still kneeling at the dishwasher. Observes the protest turn to surprise and then to veiled joy, and thinks: they might just make it through this.

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