#toasty tosti

[lithiumrev]

so theres a loading screen and I cant react fast enough to get a screenshot of it but iirc it has all the fan favorites (razum-dar, cadwell, gwendis, etc.) and i think right next to gwendis is our one and only bread boy, darien gautier.

if someone could screenshot it for me and send it to me id be forever grateful.

[kitchentv]

My husband's favorite: Cheese Toasty Recipe - The Perfect Morning Companion

[thejairproject]

oh tosty

Old toasty is holding somthing. What is it

repost and draw what you think

[therunawayscamp]

Between a Captain and an Officer [Drabble]

On days like this, when the weather folded in around the brig and both sea and sky were a uniform shade of slate, R'khan saw as much from inside his cabin as he could from standing on the quarterdeck. More, in some ways. He could observe without being seen, listen to every movement as it travelled through the boards to his ears. Right now he could hear Vilayn loping back and forth across the weather deck, swearing at the fog, and the Ald Varay following his orders to trim sail, while the sugary smell of skooma smoke told him Jo'Raya was leading the Khajiit in one of their rituals. An occasional scratch against the hull would be Xisthia on a swim, hopefully scouting ahead while visibility above water was poor, but probably oblivious to anything which wasn’t shiny rocks. A steady rustle and thump, Ethysil studying his holy books. Rosie sharpening her tools in the surgery. Azareth taking stock in the hold. The watch changeover finished not five minutes ago, too, so that meant any moment now--

'Captain?'

R'khan capped his inkwell, slotted the quill into its stand, and folded his hands on his desk, leaving the letter he was writing in full view. The ink shone in the lamplight.

'Enter.'

Tosti slipped through the narrow doorway, leaning to avoid hitting his head on the timber, and stood before the desk, bent at the shoulders, until he was waved into the seat opposite R'khan's. He lowered himself with a sigh.

'Thank you, captain. I'm here to report on the Vel Varay. Not that there's much to say.'

'Say it anyway, lad.'

'No incidents, and the weather was mostly calm. Wind's getting up from the south, which might blow some of the fog away.'

While he listened to the finer details of the sounding and Drasonval's opinion on their location, R'khan reached across to the cabinet set into the bulkhead, where he stored a selection of bottles and glasses. He picked out a bottle of Hunding wine and poured it into two glasses, one of which he slid forwards across the table, hand firmly on the base until Tosti had lifted it to prevent it toppling off the table with the roll of the brig.

'Thank you. I'll write it in the log. Now, if I ain't much mistaken, you look as if you wouldn't mind sharing a glass. This damned fog is getting under everyone's skin.'

'That's kind of you, captain.'

'Just don't go talking politics on me. If we ever find that bleeding Company frigate again, I ain't holding back.'

Tosti only smiled and took the glass.

'Did you pick this up in Morrowind?'

'Me? Nah, lad. Straight from source. Markets'll gut you for a crumb of scuttle, let alone good wine. If you can't get it straight off the ship, go and fetch it yourself.'

He took a sip and nodded his approval. After a few moments of easy, companionable silence, Tosti patted a hand against the table, beside the letter.

'I see you're writing to the Admiral.'

'Reading me personal correspondence, eh?'

'I guess I am. But you wouldn't have left it there if you didn't want me to.'

The ink was almost dry now. R'khan tilted his glass from side to side and crossed one leg over the other, beneath the desk.

'Maybe I left it there to test you,' he said.

'Did I pass?'

Not a trace of worry showed itself on Tosti's face as he waited for his judgement. Every move was perfect, from the way he settled his elbow easily onto the side of his chair to the casual taste of wine. After a pause which went on for only a second too long, R'khan smiled.

'Sure you did, lad. Aye, I'm writing to the old anchor. Get it in the neck when I come home if I don't keep her informed of me movements. Worse than the guard for that, she is.'

It was Tosti's turn to stare across the table. He could have been savouring the wine, which was sweet and tingled with the spices infused throughout, but his eyes remained steadily on R'khan's, creased and just a little heavy. Footsteps pattered overhead, followed by Drasonval's voice, heavy in the fog, reporting the latest results from the sounding lead. Both men below listened, and relaxed at the same time when the numbers were safe and as expected.

'How did you meet her?' asked Tosti at last. R'khan rolled his eyes to the skylight.

'Can't you ask Vilayn?'

'I did. He said she was a rival pirate captain called the Butcher, who agreed to settle down, live up to her namesake and marry you after you bested her in a duel as punishment for stealing your treasure.' Tosti grinned. 'Took place in during the worst storm Tamriel had ever seen, if I remember right, but I could be mixing it up with one of his other stories. A lot of things seem to happen in the worst storm Tamriel has ever seen when Vilayn talks about them.'

'And that ain't that good enough for you? B'vehk, what else do you want me to add? That we was fighting with swords we'd stolen from the Daedra? That Lady Ayem presided over the ceremony?'

'If you don't mind, I thought maybe the truth. Between a captain and an officer.'

R'khan lowered his glass, fingers firmly around the stem, and slid the letter across the desk towards himself with his spare hand. The ink, now dry, covered most of the page, awaiting only his name to finish it off. He tucked the parchment into one of the desk's hidden drawers without adding anything more.

'The truth ain't that interesting,' he said. 'We met in the market back in Blacklight, I asked her to dinner at the cornerclub, and that's about it.' He shook his head. 'Sometimes the story is better.'

'And there's no truth to it at all?'

'About as much truth as there is to me hanging skeletons off of the masthead so they dances in the wind as we approach. Sorry, lad. Didn't know you had a romantic streak.'

Tosti's face did look thoughtful, but he pressed his lips together at the rim of the glass. The breath from his nostrils fogged up the crystal and rippled the surface of the wine.

'I don't. I just think it's strange.'

'What?'

'You meeting her in the market. You said you only buy straight off the ships or from the source.'

‘Taking a shortcut, wasn’t I?’

‘It’s never a shortcut through the market. You get stopped by fifty merchants trying to sell you fake jewellery before you've taken a step.’

A pithy retort, a neat excuse, some sort of comeback had to be coming. No doubt it would have been irrefutable. Whatever it was, however, it was lost as the boards outside the cabin creaked. The sound was too quiet and the tread too light to be Vilayn's. R'khan glanced across at Tosti, for the first time since the discrepancy had been pointed out, and barely had time to bid the visitor enter before Luca tumbled into the cabin.

In the limited space, she had to push up against the back of Tosti's chair to make herself seen, although as a rule Luca's presence was hard to ignore. She passed off her version of a salute and leapt into an explanation of her arrival.

'Mister Vilayn's compliments, R'khan, an' he says the lookout seed the frigate to starboard.'

R'khan drained his glass and fixed it into its holder, his back to Tosti. When he turned again he was smiling.

'Looks like I'd best be off. Those skeletons ain't going to string up themselves, eh? You got five minutes to arm yourself and be up on deck, Mr Tosti. Don't waste 'em going through me desk 'cause you won't find anything interesting.' He strode to the door and paused. 'Only... stories.'

[alis0vvs]

trade with a friend хе хе watching minecraft

[randyloth]

Tosti's by Mindy #toasted #tosti #toasties #grilled cheese #grilledchicken https://www.instagram.com/p/Cgrm8X-tS7N/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[sea-bea]

@ everyone who followed me for my markiplier bullshit hi welcome to the blog I do nothing but post my ego hcs and vent

[littlemothsandtinyvees]

veebee u need to eat the cinnamon tosties in proportion :(

there's a reason they tell u on the side of the box how much u eat :(

so u don't get sonic zoomies :(

th proportion is probbly lik

fpur toasties

that s a buncha garbo

[wanderingxsherlockian]

Today I am grateful for:

1 Getting over my fear of being out in public on my own. Have that damn solitary lunch somewhere, no one cares.

2 Some fine as Tosti's (cheese toasties in English?)

3 Enjoying my own time, while still getting done what I needed to get done.

[shakshuka-grandpasweaters]

Sweet potato’s or cheese tosties

Cheese toastie! 

[stylesinthewild]

toasties/tosti's/grilled cheese's are AMAZING, you can make them in a grill, in a pan, in the oven, with 'normal cheese', goat cheese, ham, chicken, tomatoes or apples (YES APPLES - just make thin slices put it on the bread with some cinnamon, it's too good) there are like 1000 more possibilities. and yes, dip them in ketchup, or mayo, or both, or not. (oh and don't get me started on the different kinds of bread you can use)

Apples and cheese, specifically cheddar, go SO WELL TOGETHER in a sandwich.  I’ve had it before and it’s so good.  My go to bread is whole wheat but there is this bread that Wegmans makes called garlic tuscan bread and it’s amazing to make grilled cheese sandwiches with.  But yes, there are so many varieties and ways to customize your toasties/tosti’s/grilled cheese’s.  A universally loved sandwich.  We stan.

[lithiumrev]

i hate how bad im procrastinating about doing clockwork city on my dragonknight BUT i also hate how bad im just procrastinating with my newer characters in general. i made an aldmeri dominion and ebonheart pact Raya so i could get the skyshards but thats a pain.

[bathroom-spiders]

american english is not valid because there are too many acronyms. So many times it has an opportunity to name something and it just. doesn't. It gives things a 2-5 word description that is too long to say, so for everyday use it has to become an acronym. Which i hate. I hate acronyms. Give things names. Use words.

Im begging for some made up words. Or stolen ones. Reused old ones. Or making the acronym pronounceable/bastardizing it to be pronounceable. Do not make me decipher a hundred samey letter soup nonsenses that can only be understood in specific context.

also, outside of the acronym thing, if you call a tosti/toasti/croque monsieur a "grilled cheese" you are so not valid i hate it so much

[worship-my-body]

Kaas op of in de toasty?

Kaas in een tosti en kaas op een geroosterd broodje

[therunawayscamp]

Not all of the crew trusted Tosti as quickly as R’khan did.They have been sailing together for a long time, after all, and an outsider -- especially one who isn’t a Dunmer -- can’t expect to take a position of command like second mate without facing a bit of suspicion.

It didn’t take him long to work out that the quickest way to win over the majority of the rabble was through Braskan. The ordinary and able-bodied seamen moved to his moods, and although he harboured a lot of resentment at first, having been looked over once again for advancement, all it took to earn his respect was for Tosti to spend an evening listening to his stories about Nyria and providing sympathy when appropriate.

Azareth, a fellow officer, was harder to win over. His penchant for gambling makes him a fair judge of character, and something about Tosti -- who has an impeccable poker face -- did not sit right with him at first. It took a long time and a lot of patience on Tosti’s part before Azareth felt he had a good enough read on the new officer. To this day, he is somewhat reserved around the second mate, although he remains professional.

The exact opposite was true with Eddis. The more natural successor as second mate, Tosti fully expected Eddis to hold a grudge against him for surpassing him, but if Eddis cared he didn’t show it. Tosti gradually came to accept that Eddis really was happy to be left in his routine with the work he knew, and the two are now perfectly comfortable with each other.

Any lingering mistrust was smoothed away over time by Vilayn. He wouldn’t have chosen Tosti as a counterpart himself, but to him, the captain’s word is law. If R’khan trusts Tosti, so does Vilayn, no questions asked (or at least... not many questions).

[robertlen]

Deliciously cheese ham and cheese toastie @cherrypiecoffeeshop #food #foodstagram #foodofinstagram #cheese #yummy #cherrypiecoffeeshop #tostie #deliciousfood #delicious with @keiren_aw (at Preston Market) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtgOhDggmdp/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=edpw0s2y20s2