#tatties recipe

[homeintennessee]

Potato - Neeps and Tatties Haggis or a beef roast go well with neeps and tatties, a traditional Scottish side dish made of mashed potatoes and swede rutabaga.

[xaviercasanueva]

Neeps and Tatties Recipe Haggis or a beef roast go well with neeps and tatties, a traditional Scottish side dish made of mashed potatoes and swede rutabaga.

[simmeringstarfruit]

Haggis in Pastry Crust with Clapshot and Whisky Cream

Our family’s take on traditional Scottish haggis – haggis pie! Served with traditional neep and tattie clapshot and a side of homemade whisky cream sauce, this haggis recipe is perfect for celebrating Robbie Burns Day, also known as Burns Supper. Jump to Recipe Printable Recipes Happy Robbie Burns Day! Today, January 25th is the birthday of renowned Scottish poet Robert Burns. You might be…

[starshipheartofg-erti]

also my insta algorithm has started recommending me some unhinged stuff like today i got some woman who thinks microwaves are bad for your kids

[scotianostra]

Robert Burns was born on January 25th 1759 at Alloway,Ayrshire.

Let's start the day off with the biggie!

Scotland's national poet is renowned around the world, other than Queen Victoria and religious figures there are more statues around the world to oor Rabbie than anyone else.

With people celebrating today at Burns Suppers today's post will look back at this celebration, it's history and traditions.

Remember every Burns Supper is individual and may not follow the same order or include them all.

This first supper was organised on July 21st 1801, the fifth anniversary of his passing, by the Reverend Hamilton Paul for a gathering of nine ‘honest men of Ayr’. For some years there was a question over whether a woman had been in attendance, as one of those noted had the Christian name Primrose, an uncommon name for a man. The venue was his cottage in Alloway.

The first "formal" Burns supper away from home I recall was on a weekend school trip to Innerwick in 1979, at Innerwick,it was the first timeI was called a chauvinist, and probably not the last!

It introduced all the key ingredients of the Burns Suppers we see today, namely good food, plenty of drink and friends who toasted the Immortal Memory of Robert Burns as well as reciting some of his works.

Guests at this first supper were served sheep’s head; this rarely features on modern menus! While it used to be the case that a Burns Supper was a male-only affair, this is definitely not still true.

Large Burns Suppers may have a top table for the Chairman, speakers and their partners, any special guests and the organising committee (if there is one), but you can also run a smaller and less formal affair.

The menu or Bill o’ Fare will detail what the party will be eating and usually includes a list of the speeches, speakers and entertainers. You may also find the words to ‘Auld Lang Syne’, which will be sung at the end of the evening before guests depart.

Most suppers start with a grace, most commonly ‘The Selkirk Grace’ attributed to Burns.

Some hae meat and canna eat,

And some wad eat that want it,

But we hae meat and we can eat,

Sae let the Lord be Thankit!

As a celebration night, dress can be quite formal. There’s no rule obliging a kilt to be worn but this has become common evening dress for many Scots. A dinner suit or trews (tartan dress trousers) are equally acceptable.

It should be noted that it’s very unlikely that Burns himself would have worn a kilt. He was a Lowlander and the kilt is traditionally Highland dress. It was also illegal to wear a kilt between 1747–82, in the aftermath of the Jacobite Risings.

At a more traditional Burns Night, ladies might wear a black or white dress with a hint of tartan, perhaps a tartan sash pinned to the right shoulder (only a Clan Chief’s wife should wear her sash pinned to the left).

Many suppers are ‘come as you are’. If you’re the organiser, just let your guests know how formal you intend the evening to be.

The first course is traditionally soup, either Scotch broth, cock-a-leekie or Cullen skink – all good Scottish recipes using fine Scottish ingredients.

Haggis is then served either as the main course or an intermediate course, depending on how posh your do is!

The haggis is accompanied by champit tatties (mashed potato) and neeps (mashed turnip).Sometimes carrot is mixed with the neeps, although this is not traditional. Many suppers now include a whisky sauce to accompany the haggis.

If it's a big "do" yer at the Haggis will of course be delivered on a silver platter by a procession comprising the chef, the piper and the person who will address the Haggis. A whisky-bearer should also arrive to ensure the toasts are well lubricated during "The Address to the Haggis "

There is no set tune for the piper to play, I have heard of many over the years, even the Star Wars theme during a supper with the films theme! A particular favourite of mine is A Man's A Man for A' That.

Address to a Haggis.

Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face,

Great Chieftain o’ the Puddin-race!

Aboon them a’ ye tak your place,

Painch, tripe, or thairm:

Weel are ye wordy of a grace

As lang ‘s my arm.

The groaning trencher there ye fill,

Your hurdies like a distant hill,

Your pin wad help to mend a mill

In time o’ need,

While thro’ your pores the dews distil

Like amber bead.

His knife see Rustic-labour dight,

An’ cut ye up wi’ ready slight,

Trenching your gushing entrails bright,

Like onie ditch;

And then, O what a glorious sight,

Warm-reekin, rich!

Then, horn for horn, they stretch an’ strive:

Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive,

Till a’ their weel-swall’d kytes belyve

Are bent like drums;

Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive,

Bethankit hums.

Is there that owre his French ragout,

Or olio that wad staw a sow,

Or fricassee wad mak her spew

Wi’ perfect sconner,

Looks down wi’ sneering, scornfu’ view

On sic a dinner?

Poor devil! see him owre his trash,

As feckless as a wither’d rash,

His spindle shank a guid whip-lash,

His nieve a nit;

Thro’ bluidy flood or field to dash,

O how unfit!

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,

The trembling earth resounds his tread,

Clap in his walie nieve a blade,

He’ll make it whissle;

An’ legs, an’ arms, an’ heads will sned,

Like taps o’ thrissle.

Ye Pow’rs wha mak mankind your care,

And dish them out their bill o’ fare,

Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware

That jaups in luggies;

But, if ye wish her gratefu’ prayer,

Gie her a Haggis!

Once the Address is complete, the Addresser gives a glass of whisky to the chef and the piper, and invites the whole company to ‘toast the haggis’.

The chef will then recover the haggis and leave the room to plate this part of the meal. Sometimes the haggis is passed around the table for guests to help themselves, adding tatties and neeps from large bowls placed on the table.

After the meal, the speeches and entertainment begin in earnest, starting with a toast to the monarch, known as The Loyal Toast.

This is followed by the main toast of the night, to The Immortal Memory of Robert Burns.

The Immortal Memory should be a heartfelt toast to the genius, life and works of our National Bard. At more formal dinners this speech focuses on a theme of Burns’s works, ending with a formal toast where all guests are invited to raise their glass.

The next speech will be The Toast to the Lassies, a reflection of Burns’s ‘appreciation’ of women. Traditionally, this takes the form of a witty reflection on the relationships between men and women, ending with the men rising to toast ‘the Lassies’.

This is followed by the Reply to the Toast to the Lassies. This should also be witty and seek to correct the previous speaker’s assumptions about women. The speech often ends with rousing applause from the women present, who then rise and raise their glasses to the men, toasting ‘the Laddies’.

At larger or more formal Burns Suppers, there may be further speeches that reflect on the guests and absent friends, Scotland and a formal vote of thanks.

The speeches are followed by entertainment – often including recitations and music. The night should end with a rousing rendition of ‘Auld Lang Syne’ and three cheers, marking the end of a successful Burns Night.

Among the pics are stamps from around the world, perhaps the most interesting are from Russia, (the two together) from 1956 and Romania, from 1959. The pic with the couple is Sharleen Spiteri and Ewan Mcgregor attending a Burns Night.

[on-a-lucky-tide]

Task Force 141 and Shadow Company on a long term operation together. It's Soap's turn to cook and he makes a staple: mince, tatties and peas.

One of SC snarks about it being a plate full of slop, and Soap looks visibly affronted; he peeled all those feckin' tatties by himself, and that mince? It's his ma's recipe.

Ghost is having fucking none of it. He calmly informs the merc that he's gonna clean his plate or Ghost is gonna choke him with it.

Graves looks at Price, who only blinks calmly, fails to reprimand his lieutenant, and then returns to mixing up his gravy and potatoes.

The whole of Shadow Company clear their plates. The offending merc does the washing up as an apology. Soap gives Ghost his supply of chocolate digestives as a thank you.

[pommedepersephone]

lit a fire

A little epilogue to "Shameful Company" sees James spending New Years with Q and Jyoti.

With each memory shared, each dish prepared, every bedtime story read from the book of French fairy tales to Mathilde, the threads of his history were woven into the lives of those around him. It made Q want to weep with bitter-sweet joy.

Also on AO3!

It is the absence of sound that wakes him. No soft snores, no contented purring, the signs of other life all stripped from the room. Q sat up and looked at his watch. Just after 0400, Jyoti wasn’t scheduled back from visiting his sister until late morning. But this was an early hour, even for James.

Pulling a worn-out cardigan over his flannel pyjamas, Q slipped out of the bedroom and made his way down to the kitchen to find James quietly kneading what he guessed to be a pie crust while sipping from a steaming mug. Shelley and Keats were perched on the island watching the proceedings with some interest. Q couldn’t help his smile as he leaned against the doorway and took in the disgustingly domestic scene.

“Arthur Rackham would swoon,” Q said finally, and James chuckled as he rolled out the crust. 

“Not that I am complaining,” Q continued as he shuffled in to steal James’ mug, “but this seems a bit early to start cooking, even for the most decadent of spreads.”

“Couldn’t sleep,” James said, pressing the crust into a quiche tin which had not come from Q’s extensive kitchen stock. He slid the pan into the waiting oven as Q sniffed at the suspiciously not coffee-coloured contents of the mug, then took a sip of the hot toddy, humming appreciatively. They stood quietly as James mixed together the collection of eggs, cream and crumbled rashers.

“My mother always made quiche Lorraine for Hogmanay,” James said, turning to top off Q’s drink, “and steak pie for Ne’erday. It is the first thing I remember learning to cook. I thought perhaps Scotch pies with chicken instead.” 

Q smiled as he watched James begin to peel carrots, thinking of the simple ways James adjusted to accommodate and welcome them in. He'd watched for years as 007 subtly shape-shifted in the field, a malleable weapon, tailoring his tastes and tone to fit the mission. But this was different, because it was not James Bond the agent looking for an advantage, it was James Bond the man offering small pieces of himself. With each memory shared, each dish prepared, every bedtime story read from the book of French fairy tales to Mathilde, the threads of his history were woven into the lives of those around him. It made Q want to weep with bitter-sweet joy.

“That sounds lovely," Q managed.

By the time Jyoti let himself into the flat, the kitchen was filled with comfort foods from half-remembered recipes and a few Google searches - gajar ka halwa, neeps and tatties, Yorkshire puddings.

“Oh, we are keeping you!” Jyoti crowed to James as he grabbed a piece of shortbread over the objections of Q, giving both men quick kisses then taking off for a quick shower.

∞❤∞

The day was a quiet affair. They watched “Brazil” because it was Q’s favourite Christmas movie (“That is applying the term rather loosely,” Jyoti complained), then Jyoti demanded “A Muppets Christmas Carol”, which James enjoyed far more than he’d anticipated. They grazed on the buffet laid out on the kitchen counters, lazily drinking various cocktails James threw together until it was late into the evening. 

“Fireworks!” Q proclaimed from his happily inebriated state, gathering together jackets and scarves and gloves for everyone. Jyoti packed along thermoses of mulled wine. It was only a few blocks from the flat on Roupell Street to the Southbank, they barely had to set foot outside to see the display. Jyoti and James watched Q happily shimmy around under the fireworks, looking decidedly young in his absolute glee.

“Such a pyromaniac,” Jyoti mused as he took a deep drag. James laughed.

“I think it is a prerequisite for the job,” he said as he took the cigarette from Jyoti.

By the time they returned to the flat, all three were beginning to feel the drag of their early mornings. But as they unwrapped a Q from his layers of winterwear, Jyoti and James exchanged a look and pointed their dear, drunk Wren to the sofa.

“We have one last gift for you. I wasn’t able to pick it up before Christmas.” Jyoti placed a small box before Q as he settled in beside him. Q quirked an eyebrow, looking at the two men on either side of him, then carefully removed the paper without a single tear to find a simple black jewellery box.

“I feel a bit outnumbered here,” Q muttered as he opened the box. Inside was a gorgeously intricate silver locket in the shape of a heart - an anatomically correct human heart.

“Oh,” he said softly as he removed the locket. Q slid his thumbnail into the snap, and it opened to show not a blank space for photos, but a detailed interior complete with various chambers. Unlike the plain polished silver of the exterior, the chambers had been painted with resin in a vivid chartreuse, an echo of two matching jumpers worn on a cold beach by two young lovers a lifetime ago. 

“I wish we could find that other locket, but this one will have to do,” Jyoti said. Q swallowed around the lump in his throat, examining the chain instead of speaking. The chain was itself beautiful, threading through the superior vena cava and left pulmonary vein. The links were of various metals, in a sort of variegated pattern. James spoke up from the other side of the glass.

“It is an anchor chain. Because that is what you are to so many - the tether to help keep us steady,” James said in a thick voice, “to bring us home.”

“I… you,” Q whispered, and burst into tears. James looked started, but Jyoti just smiled. 

“Happy New Year, Wren my love,” Jyoti said with some amusement, grabbing both men and pulling them in for a slightly clumsy hug, “and you too, you old sea dog.”

[capricioussun]

I wrote this a few days ago and then forgot to post it ✌️

Some nice things for the uf brothers inspired by that ask, and since I'm more often than not too mean to them

> Back when Papyrus was a young teen, Sans found a walkman at the dump with some tatty earbuds. He cleaned and fixed them and found some tapes to gift it to Papyrus so he had something to help with his overstim whenever Sans wasn't with him (so long as he swore to never use it outside where someone could spring an attack while he was distracted).

> The first thing Papyrus did after becoming a guard was get warmer, sturdier clothing for Sans, and recycling their salvageable old stuff into extra blankets for him, too.

> Even though Papyrus was the one to make up a proper first aid kit, Sans is usually the one who restocks it on the DL, especially since Papyrus is the one getting hurt more often than not

> Not from either brother, but after Papyrus first joined the guard, and when Sans' drinking problem really took root, Grillby made a few unspoken gestures to reassure Papyrus that he'd keep an eye on him, and it helped probably more than Papyrus realized at first

> Sans would sneak into the labs despite his strong aversion from time to time to clear out any of the tabs Alphys kept on both of them, but predominantly for Papyrus' sake (and Alphys never really stirred any trouble about it because Asgore can keep his own damn tabs if he’s that concerned about them)

> Papyrus knows it's harder to be around monsters with LV after a judgment, and tries to avoid Sans/stay out as much as possible for a few days any time Sans has to perform one

> Mentioned it in the prior post already, but Sans mends any of Papyrus' clothes that get roughed up while working, barring the times Papyrus beats him to it

> In a similar vein, Papyrus was the one who made and stitched the patch onto Sans' jacket after Grillby gifted it to him. It's based on the dog unit's sigil (since they used to be part of it), and he used to have one too before he became lieutenant and started wearing (part of) his armor all the time

> Papyrus keeps careful track of Sans' expression/reaction whenever he "tries a new recipe" to see if he actually likes it, since Sans will lie and say he does no matter how bad it is (he keeps a list of the "recipes" Sans likes in a notebook)

> Whenever Sans scavenges, if he finds something for the both of them, he covertly gives the better quality/more functional one to Papyrus

> Papyrus will occasionally insult/shove/complain about Sans to discreetly reaffirm he still views him as his older brother, and Sans returns the favor by embarrassing/teasing/"harassing" him with jokes (because god forbid they just do those things because they are brothers)

[tiredwitchplant]

Everything You Need to Know About Veggies and Fruits: Russet Potatoes

Potato (Solanum tuberosum)

*Poisonous *Kitchen *Medical *Feminine

Folk Names: Blue Eyes, Flukes, Lapstone, Leather Jackets, Murphies, No Eyes, Pinks, Red Eyes, Rocks, Taters, Tatties

Planet: Moon

Element: Earth

Deities: Axomamma

Abilities: Image Magic and Healing

Why Poisonous?: The vines, sprouts, peelings and tuber of potatoes (the part before potatoes start to be created) are poisonous. The poison in potatoes is solanine, a glycoalkaloid poison that in even in the nightshade family that can cause gastrointestinal disturbances such as vomiting, diarrhea, and abdominal pain. Be careful to not digest potato juice but once a day.

Characteristics: Is a perennial plant that can frow to 3 ft. Has branching stems with compound leaves, white or purple flowers, green berries and swollen tubers.

History: Native to Chile, Bolivia and Peru. Many potato species were cultivated by the Quechua and Aymara people in the central Andres. It has been documented; however, that it was cultivated first by the Incas in 3000 BCE. In the early 16th century, the potatoes were then introduced to Europe by Spanish voyagers and then the New World. By the time it arrived to Spain, there was a weird rumor that potatoes were an aphrodisiac and is even mentioned in Shakespeare with that belief. Putting potato peelings outside a girl’s door during May Day (Salaman) was considered expressing contempt to her. They also act potatoes for good luck and was a symbol of dependence not just in Ireland but in other countries as well.

Growing Potatoes:

Is it easy to grow potatoes? Yes

Rating: Beginner Friendly

Seed Accessibility: Yes

How to Grow

Video Guide

Where to Get Seeds

Magical Usage:

Can be used as poppets for image magic

Carried in one’s pocket can cure toothaches and guard against rheumatism, warts and gout

Carrying in the winter time will protect against a cold

Eating a potato dish before the new year was said to bring success and propensity to the home

Medical Usage:

Taken in moderation, potato juice can help with peptic ulcers and relieve pain and acidity

The mashed-up pulp was used externally to soothe painful joints, headache, backache, skin rashes and hemorrhoids

Potato skins in India are used to treat swollen gums and heal burns

Recipes for Kitchen Witchery:

Potato Rolls – good for grounding, energy and transformation

Indian-Spiced Pea and Potato Wraps – giving intentions to spice will bring power manifestation

Grilled Potato Foil Packets with Lemon Dill Crème Fraiche – prosperity and good fortune

Sources

[knockoff-conlon]

marlene, remus, and lily are jewish in my head. so i'm gonna share my (modern) hcs!!

marlene

marlene converted when she was, like, fourteen, for remus since she viewed him as her adoptive brother. she wore a magen david around her neck at all times ever since then. she lit candles with lily every shabbat and took to learning jewish holidays and customs all the time. her favorite holiday is forever purim. she gets dressed up and her costumes always go hard. learned hebrew and yiddish from lily and remus. learned how to chant torah, megillah, and haftarah, as well as lead services. she's conservative and goes to shul with remus every weekend. one of those jews that hits the table while benching. hates fasting for holidays but does it in solidarity with lily and remus. loves kabbalat shabbat.

remus

full name is remus avichai lupin and his imah and tatti only call him avi. went into his bar mitzvah training intending to only do more than his dad did. polish heritage and put sugar on his latkes because of it. screamed like a child when he got lifted on a chair at his party. chassidic accent, despite the fact that he is not chassidic. got special tallit from his imah for his bar mitzvah. favorite holiday is channukah, forever. he has a big book full of traditional jewish recipes. can speak yiddish and hebrew. yiddish is what his parents usually speak in the house. badmouths people at his shul with marlene. has a small magen david tattooed behind his ear. he fasts but it makes him more miserable than anything. can blow shofar.

lily

most of her heritage is buried in spain. a little ukrainian, too. her name is actually liliya, but she goes by lily. she was raised in a very orthodox household. covered her hair with her scarf, starting when she was about thirteen. covered her elbows and knees too. cried when she first went to a conservative shul and was allowed to take an aaliyah. visits israel every summer with her family. lights candles every friday with her imah. reads a lot of books about judaism. favorite holiday is rosh hashanah. loves apples and honey. loves hearing the shofar blown. knows a lot about jewish theology. always says oy vey when things go wrong. raises hari very connected to his judaism.

[gravitysgone]

Mince and tatties is a popular Scottish dish, consisting of minced beef and mashed potato. It sometimes contains other vegetables or thickening agents. It has had a longtime connection to school dinners, where the quality of the ingredients and the ability to feed a large number of children made it popular.

There is no set recipe or form of cooking and large variations can occur from cook to cook. Essentially the dish consists of varying amounts of minced beef, onions, carrots or other root vegetables, seasoning and stock. Some cooks add thickening agents such as flour, oatmeal or cornflour.

[concerningwolves]

The first time I realised just how weird people get about food was when I first got told I needed to "put a bit more weight on" by my paediatrician (a major understatement, but there we go), so I downloaded an app that tracked either weight gain or weight loss and also suggested recipes based on your goal. And my god the reviews for the weight gain recipes were RABID. The one that really sticks with me was like "These recipes are suggesting you poison yourself".

They said this because one of the breakfast suggestions was macaroni cheese with full cream milk and a bit of sugar.

There were more comments along this vein, picking out recipes like tattie cakes, because apparently fried potatoes in the morning are Wrong. I can't remember more, but I do remember scrolling for quite a while being thoroughly baffled and then checking the recipes and finding nothing to justify the horror and outrage I was seeing. I was probably twelve or thirteen at the time, and there were grown adults acting like sugar and oil and full-fat milk are poisonous or inherently evil.

And a lot of the focus was on the fact that eating these supposedly Evil Foods at breakfast somehow... Made them More Evil?

Utterly bonkers. Also makes me furious.

[witchyfashion]

Welcome to a place of great magic – the kitchen!

Kitchen Witch is an invitation to see the magic in every corner of your kitchen. With the Kitchen Witch as our guide, we'll explore food, nature, magic, and transformation. We'll discover what the name of Kitchen Witch could mean to us in modern interpretations of ancient practices. May this book of stories and ideas show that there's magic in the mundane, witchcraft within your walls and the Goddess really is in the details. Within this book you'll find no recipes, but something cooked up just for you; you'll find stories – stories of magic, healing, and hearth, of feasts and fasts and fairy tales. Of poisoned apples, bewitching gingerbread, and seeing the future in a teacup...

Discover the fantastic folklore and healing properties of everyday foods: fruits, vegetables, honey, bread and nuts.

Delight in food customs and rituals from ancient Babylon, Egypt, Greece and Rome.

Meet cunning folk, herbalists, ale-wives, beer goddesses and the many faces of the Kitchen Witch through the ages.

Journey through food for every seasonal festival on the Wheel of the Year.

Enjoy fairy and folk tales of witches and saints in Scandinavia, floating apples and snapdragon in England, potato-wolves in Germany, tatty bogles and angels who drink whisky in Scotland, and a rather surprising prevalence of pancakes...

In Sarah's signature style of weaving together the magical, this exciting new book will touch on a myriad of modalities in a journey lined with folklore, fairytale and much, much food!

https://amzn.to/3WkZikj

[krenenbaker]

Recipes for Dove (and others, too)

This is a small selection of recipes that I put together for @dove-da-birb. They are some of the recipes that I and my family use, mainly vegetarian, but also with a few non-vegetarian options. I tend to adapt these a bit when I make them, usually adding more of the seasonings and aromatics, but the recipes are a good basis to build off of.

The recipes are from The Ultimate Vegetarian Cookbook, The Paleo Diabetes Diet Solution, and a couple websites (which I've linked).

Recipe Websites I Often Use

The 1940s Experiment - A website containing a variety of recipes from 1940s Wartime Britain. They can be a little hit-or-miss, but I linked a few of my favourites below. They're definitely rather British in nature, so may or may not appeal. Many of the recipes are wither vegetarian, or have a vegetarian option.

Just One Cookbook - A HUGE collection of Japanese recipes, from mains, to sides, to desserts, to a whole lot of other dishes. There are a lot of recipes that I've enjoyed from here!

Sides and Starches

Tattie Scones (Tippitiwychett) - I LOVE this recipe. It's just a really good starch to have with a meal!

Mock Black Pudding (The 1940s Experiement) - One of the many "mock" foods of the era, this is a fried, seasoned oat patty. It's nice with either veggies and a protein for dinner, or with eggs and tomatoes for a savoury breakfast.

Lemon Garlic Pasta (Pinch and Swirl) - Just a nice, simple pasta recipe. I generally add some spinach towards the end of the cooking process to wilt a little, and it's also really tasty if made (significantly) spicier. Roasting the garlic beforehand also adds another layer of richness to the dish, but it's not necessary.

Mains (Vegetarian)

Mushroom risotto (Recipe Tin Eats) - I posted about this the other day, but it's a really rather nice recipe if you enjoy risotto and/or mushrooms :)

Mock Goose (the 1940s Experiment) - Not goose, but a baked lentil dish! It's surprisingly nice, especially topped with cheese in the last few minutes of baking.

Mock Crab (The 1940s Experiment) - Again, not crab, but a cheesy scrambled egg dish. It's nice on toast as a quick lunch, with some fresh veg as a side. I would definitely recommend using less margarine/butter, as it can get a bit too oily otherwise.

Masoor Dahl (Choosing Chia) - This is an alright basis for this recipe, but I usually add about double the amount of seasoning (if not more). It's a quick recipe, though, so it's nice in that way.

Tofu Katsu Curry (Okonomi Kitchen) - I'm a HUGE fan of curries, especially Japanese curries. This recipe, with breaded tofu cutlets, is a nice recipe, and I often use it. I usually just make triangles, rather than the "cutlet" shape suggested on the website, and I also make "family style" curry (as in this recipe). (Also, Okonomi Kitchen is another website with a lot of good vegetarian/vegan dishes!)

Curried Squash Soup - I don't remember what this exact recipe is like, but you can alter the seasoning to suit your tastes ^w^ (Using frozen, cubed squash is a really good option here!)

Vegetarian Bolognese - You can use canned beans instead of dried, and though they won't have the bay leaf flavouring, it's a quicker way to make this sauce. I'd also recommend adding some heat, either with pepper flakes, fresh hot peppers, or canned chipotles.

Roasted Ratatouille - You can of course just use normal diced tomatoes for this. It won't have the same smokiness, but it's still just as good!

Mains (non-Vegetarian)

Greek-Style Turkey Burgers - My family makes these into meatballs, usually. They also need more seasoning than is called for in the recipe, by quite a bit. (Mint is also a nice addition to these!)

Baked Haddock with Peppers and Tomatoes - This recipe is more me just putting the concept in this collection, of white fish baked in a chunky tomato sauce. It's always just a nice, simple meal to have, especially with some rice or wild rice.

[spare-stories-archive]

Hmmm, what are the different cultures like in the small moments au? Like food, clothes, etc.

And as an alt question:

What are some creative ways magic is used in the small moments au? Is it used in food and drinks? Are there issues with substance abuse with magic? Since we know about Oz's whole thing. Is it woven into clothes.

If it is mixed into everyday objects, what exactly does it do.

Yes! I love these questions! I'm gonna answer all of them, cause it's a fun topic! Just gonna put it under a read more cause it might get long.

So cultures. Vale as a country somewhat resembles Europe. Lots of different cultures and languages. Ozpin grew up in an area of Vale that more resembles Scotland. But he lives in a place more like Ireland right now.

Clothing is about what you'd find in European countries, it depends on where you go. Ozpin himself only dresses in more "traditional" clothing for special events, he prefers his usual style.

Clothing isn't really gendered as much in Vale, it's more a personal choice of the wearer.

That's not the case in every continent. Atlas is more strict about "boy clothes" and "girl clothes." Mistral is more lenient, but still not quite to degree of Vale. Vacuo absolutely does not care, wear what you want, just make sure it's practical for the hot climate.

As for food, it depends on the area. Some places prefer more mild dishes, some prefer more flavorful stuff. But spice trading is highly lucrative trade, not just because of flavor, but often the spices and herbs needed in certain recipes can also be used in potions! So even in areas where they don't have as much demand for cooking spices, those spices are still easily accessed for potion making.

Ozpin has a very ranged palette, he's eaten a lot of stuff, good and bad. He was also raised with a lot variation in his diet. Ozymandias preferred milder food without a lot of spices, while Ambrosius much preferred spicy and flavorful foods. Oz himself has a preference for more flavorful foods, but sometimes when he misses his dad he'll make his dads porridge or a Burns Supper (haggis with neeps and tatties).

I might get more into it in a separate post since I could go more into detail lol.

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Now as for the other questions!

Magic can be used in food and drinks! Usually it's used in medicine, meant to be paired with a potion. But it can also be mixed into a recipe for other affects, minor healing, strength boosting, speed boosting, or even as a trap by putting people to sleep!

Magic itself can't become addictive, but it can be used to boost the affects drugs give. Mix some plant potency magic into some weed for the high of your life, etc.. It's incredibly dangerous and affects can last a life time. Ozpin himself, while he did use drugs in his past, he never mixed magic and never used magically enhanced products. He thought that people do did that were idiots.

Magic can be mixed in with clothing, it's a similar process to dying it really. It can make your clothing water proof, fire proof, tear proof, even add shielding. Ozpin once made a cloak sentient, mostly on accident, but it still waits for him in Ozmynadias’s attic. Along with a number of toys he brought to life in his youth.

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