#tea and toast

[basiatlu]

Day 17: Ritual

I did this in 2 1/2 hrs — I’m a smidge proud.

[ghostinthegallery]

NEW CHAPTER GETTING MY TEA GETTING MY TOAST AND SETTLING IN

This is a wonderfully cozy image 😊

[sunnyanddumb98]

ODE TO SOFIA

Sofia sits to my left in the office. It is big, but we crumple. That makes us close, at least in distance.

Sofia likes horror and dresses in full black. Her favorite color is pink, she hates yellow because it’s too bright, too happy, leaves no space for much else.

I really admire her. She is an enthusiast for cooking and reading, collecting figurines, and making perfect gifts: baskets with your favorite character plushie, sewn by hand. She sends you a birthday cake to your new apartment in Japan. She is considerate and remembers everything I say.

Sofia is violent. She tells the truth. Diplomacy exhausts her; she wants more. She is angry at people she has never met. She is happy when someone expresses their rage.

When I think about her, the sound of my sister’s giggles comes to mind, in the backseat of my parents’ car, listening to Mr. Jones by Sui Generis for the first time.

She likes gore and blood, but she rejects the passive violence of societal expectations. Day to day, she fears the real horrors of self-destructive, evasive methods. She is soft and sweet.

She is critical thinking skills, getting kicked out of class for laughing way too hard. The pride of growing up when no one is watching. Learning something basic as a full-grown adult, in a quiet street on a Wednesday morning. all alone.

It is the strength you need to protect your identity. It is showing your new sneakers to everyone. Forehead kisses to say goodbye to your friends. Going shopping in pajamas for fresh morning bread. It is the wonderful thing we find in the dark, hidden away from the horrors of the light and polite.

Catching a complicit smile at a funeral. The catharsis after breaking your favorite vase. Spending your last penny on a mistake. The friendship I form with my paralysis demon. A scared kid ready to attack. A tale, a hug, a cookie, and we both say good nigth.

The moment you are forgiven after screaming. Being loved after being wrong, mistaken. The comprehension only a child has: to cry over the doomed one— the serial killer and the rapist, the goner — not for their imminent death, but for prohibiting themselves a slow day, a warm afternoon in bed, tea, toast, and a good book to read.

[magicianboom]

[misticare]

Some stuff from March…..kind of sad I won’t be in my little house on the hill this fall with Mia 💔

[what-marsha-eats]

[ehgood-enough]

Day 2 was star berry linden blossom

Also went for toast and tea. Still was sick even worse than I had been on day 1 so this was the highlight of my day

Bonne maman is one of my favorite strawberry jam so this was of course delicious

[fairykukla]

Treasures!

In my mad dash to find a last minute wedding dress last week, I did come across some awesome stuff.

Starting with two identical oval tablecloths in a gorgeous dark green.

Apple plates! The plain clear plate with the spot for a punch cup was at a shop with the engraved non-snack plate. I thought, "didn't I find another apple plates somewhere?" And I was right. The apple shapes are all identical. The pattern is not. Oh well.

The go nicely with the rest of the non rectangular glass snack plate ("Tea & Toast") sets:

Saw, but did not purchase this:

That's the Bombay Co flower tea set pattern that started my whole obsession. It's the serving tray, teapot/pitcher, creamer and sugar bowl. The problem is that I've discovered that there are cheaply made and not intended to hold actual beverages. The glazing isn't right somehow and lets the liquid into the ceramic to stain it and let bacteria lurk. (Hence my new obsession with the Woodfield pieces; they're all designed for actual use!)

So I passed the little set up. 5 years ago I'd have snapped them up with glee.

Cast iron tea warming sets. Two matching ones, for $1.25 each. Hot damn!

And, of course the fantastic new table!

Don't mind the faux leopard print at the bottom; that's just my round kitchen table that was painted that way for a TV commercial.

I must be an adult. I'm excited about furniture and dishes.

[chloesimaginationthings]

The real reason Michael has a British accent in FNAF…

[solumsblog]

The only thing better than tea and toast is coffee and toast on the morning

[sweetoothgirl]

Hong Kong Style French Toast with Milk Tea Butter

[galacii-gallery]

Pretty sure Shattered might traverse the multiverse in his free time.

Latte belongs to @monster-kind

[violent138]

The Batkids buy food for each other to circumvent having to apologize. Usually it works, with mutual nods or a question about whether [pickle/extra sauce/specificity] was included. And when it fails you best believe the sibling who messed up chases down the other to somehow force the food onto them and extract an apology. I'm talking city wide chases where Red Hood's bazooka-ing pancakes at a sibling (Condiment King tries to get in on it and gets smacked down for his troubles). Robin sends Red Robin crashing into a Red Robin joint because he's sorry. Or Spoiler being taken out of commission when Batgirl accidentally smacks her in the face with a takeout bag to apologize for knocking her out.

[julieterbang]

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[scoutingthetrooper]

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