#yeast management

[darkfluffydragon]

CR Headcanon Ideas: "Cookie" in names

This headcanon is basically where cookies don't usually add the word "cookie" to the end of their names. For example, Gingerbrave Cookie would call Strawberry Cookie, "Strawberry", and Wizard Cookie, "Wizard". There are only a couple exceptions to this.

First, the Dragons. They do this because they are not cookies. They use the word "Cookie" to emphasise their differences.

Second, the Elementals/Gods. They follow the same logic as the dragons since while they are technically cookies now, they weren't originally. They're personifications of their elements, Sea Fairy is the sea and Wind Archer is the wind. Though, they use the word "Cookie" more out of habit than the dragons, who do it purposefully.

Timekeeper is an outlier since while she is the god of time, she was originally a regular cookie. However, she calls others "Cookie" because she no longer sees herself as the same as everyone else. Sort of like alienation. She still refers to herself as "Timekeeper Cookie", perhaps because she's still trying to keep a hold of the past she no longer remembers even if she claims otherwise.

Lastly, The Beast and The Ancients. The Beasts gained this particular mannerism not because they wanted this habit, but rather because the witches instilled it into their very souljam. They weren't supposed to be just "regular cookies". They were virtues, created to be powerful and radiant beings. They were emissaries of the Godly Creators. They were never meant to be seen like cookies, despite being called cookies. This would also be shown with how they are referred to as Beasts. They could have been called "Corrupted Cookies" or something similar, like the Cookies of Darkness. But instead, they were called Beasts. Beasts of Deceit, Apathy, and so on. Not cookies of deceit, but beasts. Other cookies seemed to accept these titles easily because of this unintentional distance.

This trait affected the Ancients as well since they inherited the souljams. It's what creates such a large division between "normal cookies" and the Ancients. That and also because they're immortal. They're admired, praised, and seen as heroes. Yet they also have immense expectations placed on them due to this estrangement. Unless a cookie was to know them personally, the Ancients would likely be seen as very "other". The Ancients themselves were unaware of their habit, finding it instinctual. The ones most likely to notice their speaking habits would probably be either Pure Vanilla Cookie or Hollyberry Cookie. Even then, they would find it difficult to change this habit and would still slip up.

There’s probably a couple leaps in logic here and there, but I didn’t want to forget these ideas a couple hours later. I just wrote whatever came to mind :’D

[balkanradfem]

Happy Woman's day radblr!

Every year lidl gives a red flower to any woman shopping, and I always go, because these flowers are so resilient, they last for a full month on my kitchen table, and they're very beautiful.

And also, every single m*n in lidl looks absolutely mutinous. Sour, angry, slighted, immensely injured. Because they don't get a flower. Love to see it!

[euthymiya]

I’m out of adderall and it’s on back order at my pharmacy what do I do

[prismatica-the-strange]

Just spent $60 I don't have on a whole bunch of Asian snacks and candy

[achasks]

Hey Asgore whats your least favorite food?

i've never tried tofu but it's always looked so cool! so spongy.

(Ick. Not while I am in this body you are not.)

[butchyena]

been trying to think of a job where i dont need to talk to customers and had an epiphany driving home from costco… when i saw a brewing co. i could try to get a job working the vats….

[coelecanthheart]

I keep seeing a lot of fanfic tropes that involve characters kissing each other and just, there's too many people out there who are terrible kissers and I think this deserves more thought especially in fantasy settings

If your characters grew up never kissing anyone and kiss another equally unkissed character they have no reference for what is good. Or bad. Like if their only reference is dirty magazines how are they not going to be too aggressive on the tongue

Like, canonically I think most fictional characters are terrible kissers

[cplconsult-com]

CPL's daily case study on tumblr.... Report discussing the market opportunities and strategic options for a client seeking to enter the yeast extracts business.

[fairuzfan]

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[sunnylaurels]

Note to self: READ YOUR NOTES

THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS AN IDEA TOO GOOD TO FORGET

Now how do I make sure I read this later…

[gojoacedia]

Vi has severe attachment issues, meaning it took you a long time to break the walls surrounding her heart down to get to the point you are at with her now. And boy was it obvious how attached she was.

-She would get nervous if you left for even a few seconds. She would always go grocery shopping with you, workout with you (even though your workouts were half of what she did), sit on the counter while you did your makeup, and even sit on the floor of the bathroom if you were taking too long in the shower.

-If you managed to escape her arms in the middle of the night she would panic in her sleep and grab you back as fast as possible. You couldn’t be an inch away from her.

-She looks at you like you’re insane if you do anything nice for her. She could be standing behind you and kissing your neck the whole time you were cooking and still not realize you were making food for her. When you do serve her a plate she tells you to eat it. “You need to eat too! I can’t eat this if you don’t have anything!” She would complain. “Vi, honey, I have my own plate. I made enough for two.” You would reply, rolling your eyes at how she never considered you making two portions.

-Every day when you come home from work or school she greets you at the door like a dog who hasn’t seen their human for weeks. She would bury her face in your neck, smelling your hair like it was a drug. You would drop all of your bags (some of which had gifts for her) and hug her back. “What’s up with you today? I was gone for 30 more minutes and you're acting like it’s been years,” you laughed, grabbing her face in your hands and giving her a long kiss. She would just roll her eyes and tell you to shut up, never wanting to admit how much you affect her.

-When you have sex she will always force you to make eye contact. She didn’t want you thinking about anything other than the way she made you feel. If you ever threw your head back in pleasure she would immediately stop and grab your chin, forcing you to look back down at her. “Eyes on me, princess, or you don’t get to cum,” she would say. She couldn’t help herself from getting exponentially more wet when you whimpered in protest, following her orders anyway.

-After you came (and after she came if she was in the mood) she would carry you to the shower, giving you butterflies every time she picked you up like you weighed nothing. She would make you pee before you went in the shower so you didn’t get a yeast infection, knowing your body better than your other partners ever did.

-She had absolutely no shame when it came to the nastiest aspects of your life. She could never see you as anything other than a goddess. Even if you were sick and snotting your brains out into an entire box of tissues. Even if you were on your period, disgusted at whatever left your body that week. You could have pink eye and she would gently wash away all the eye crusts with a warm washcloth. Nothing could phase her when it came to you.

-You eventually needed to have a serious talk with her about how she treated you. She would burn the whole world down for you and then get mad if you traveled to her favorite restaurant in the underground to get take-out slugs. You needed her to know you were also allowed to be attached.

-Going off of that, if you ever needed to have a conversation about boundaries you had a rule that you had to say 5 nice things about her for every complaint. You knew she didn’t take criticism well due to her past, so you made her feel like royalty before trying to have any serious conversation with her. She noticed this, of course, and it only made her love you more. Her impatience mixed with your patience was a match made in heaven.

[vaspider]

If you have celiac or otherwise can't eat wheat, btw, and you like bread, I highly recommend investing in a breadmaker. Even the best store-bought gluten-free bread does not hold a candle to the stuff that comes out of our breadmaker, and it's cheaper per slice even when we buy bread mix in single-loaf bags.

This is our breadmaker. Evie got it on sale, but it is an investment. I'm not going to pretend it isn't a chunk of change up front. There are cheaper ones, but the reason I like this one and think it's worth the money:

It has two smaller paddles, where our older bread maker that my mom got us and got destroyed by getting construction dust in it had one big paddle in the middle. This leaves a big hole in the middle of the finished loaf, which makes the bread much less useful for, like, sandwiches.

Zojirushi is not as well-known a brand in the US, but it's a Brand Name in Japan for good reason. Evie's had our Zojirushi rice cooker for over a decade & we had to replace the inner bowl once bc someone used metal utensils in it and scratched the non-stick coating. We expect to use this machine for at least a decade.

You can program your own cycles, which we found really useful. Evie built a custom cycle that removed the punch-down sections (gluten-free bread tends not to rise as much) and that made our perfect loaf.

A lot of bread machines produce very tall, square loaves, which are awkward to slice, store, and make sandwiches with. This produces loaves that make good sandwiches and toast, and the French toast slices don't crowd the pan.

The top heating element on this gives a really amazingly browned top crust that we definitely didn't get on our old machine.

It's so pretty.

So how is it cheaper in the long run if the machine costs $300+? A little like this:

We use Pamela's Bread Mix bc it's really consistent and easy - you need the bread mix, water, yeast, 3 egg whites, and oil. (We use avocado oil and find it best and most consistent, but regular vegetable oil works!) We buy Pamela's in bulk, and without any subscription discounts or whatever, the $48 pack of 3 bags makes about 11.5 loaves. With the cost of yeast and eggs and stuff, it ends up costing about $4.50 a loaf. (If you buy your yeast in larger bags & store it in an airtight container, you can create less waste and it's also cheaper.)

By comparison, a loaf of Franz GF Bread costs $7-8, and Canyon Bakehouse usually runs about the same.

However, that's not an apples to apples comparison because the Franz loaf is an 18 oz. loaf, whereas our breadmaker makes a 2 lb. loaf. Assuming even the lower-end cost for getting a Franz loaf at the store, an equivalent amount of bread would cost $12.42, and it's not nearly as good.

(Yes, gluten-free bread is fucking expensive. That's part of why I'm writing this post in the first place.)

Anyway, assuming you eat 2 lbs. of bread a week in your house - a breadmaker loaf, basically, to make the math simple - you'll end up spending $7.92 less on bread every week. That means that even at the most expensive cost for the Zojirushi, if you buy it at its highest price (don't do that! wait for a sale!) it'll take 50 weeks - about a year - before the breadmaker pays for itself. If you manage to get it on a 25% off sale (which we did), it pays for itself in about 9 months.

Nine months, I must stress, in which you are eating much more delicious bread.

We tend to go through a couple of loaves a week because toast, sandwiches, and melts are great food for people with low spoons.

Evie and I perfected the Pamela's mix recipe for this particular machine - I'll get it typed up when I'm downstairs next, along with the quasi-babka recipe. (Really, it's like a marble cake and babka and bread had a baby, and it's a family favorite.)

Bread good. The end.

[yanderecookierunkingdom]

Hello! so I have an idea, what if mc was one of the heroes but they didn't like being worshipped and seen as a god of some sort so they fake their death and hide amongst the citizens of beast-yeast with a false identity (one that resembles the faerie). Once their "body" was found by the other heroes it made them reach their breaking point as they believe the lesser cookies have managed to kill them. //If you want you can add on to this idea or change things <33

While your friends seem to revel in the praise and love given by the common Cookies, enjoying the way they were looked up to.. you disliked it, no you hated it.

You wanted to be seen as someone common. You didn't like that just because you were one of the first Cookies baked you needed to be treated like a god!

So with your powers, you created a fake body. One that seemed like you had passed away peacefully, curled in the lovely fuana of the flower fields you loved so dearly.

You took up the appearance of a new kind of Cookie, Faeire Cookie. The first of your kind, you claimed.

You hadn't realized how this would break your friends. You didn't realize their corruption had started, yet your presence kept them from falling.

Your 'death' broke that final barrier of resistance. Arrogance grew alongside pure hatred, and their reigns of terror began. You could only watch, horrified as the Witches were forced to imprison them. And having not recognized you in this disguised form, you were called upon to guard the Silver Tree.

You did so mournfully. Elder Faeire Cookie would often stand in for you during adresses to the kingdom, you often too caught in your grief to ever think of facing them.

You forbade anyone other than Silver Knights, yourself, and Eldar Faeire Cookie from ever going near the Silver Tree. You would merely sit there, head pressed against the bark, whispering soft, grief-filled apologies.

[stealingyourbones]

For your culinary crimes: I just saw a video where they used fresh juniper berries as part of a sourdough yeast starter cause their chalky outer shell is basically pure wild yeast. What other plants can you use for wild sourdoughs? (Weird doughs?)

Oh I have a fun story for you my dude!! So i forget the science by now but if I remember correctly; human skin contains small amounts of yeast so my older sibling and I managed to make a skin sourdough. We didn’t do anything with it but we just wanted to prove we could :)

[drdemonprince]

Is "safe sex" even real? Never done it so idk but you mentioned risk profiles once. I feel like demographically I've got a higher risk profile and the anxiety about that really prevents me from going and trying anything. Do you think that's overly anxious in a negative way?

"safe sex" is a really misleading and binary term. There is never any guarantee of safety in anything we do. Every choice we make comes with risks. Hell, choosing not to connect with other people sexually (if you have any desire to) does ITSELF come with its own risks and costs over time.

The chase after perfect, guranteed safety will only lead to us feeling powerless and afraid, because it is an impossibility. All that we can do is inform ourselves of the risks, mitigate the risks we are the most concerned about and that affect others, and then knowingly accept what risks we still face as the cost of leading a full, enjoyable life.

When we inform ourselves about risk mitigation, we learn there are certain steps that we should probably take to protect ourselves and others if we are engaging in behavior that carries risk. If you're having sex with a complete stranger, it's probably smart to use a condom. If you have sex regularly you might want an HPV vaccine or to be on PreP to prevent HIV transmission. When you meet up with people you should get tested for COVID. You should get vaccinated against COVID. If you want to get suspended in rope from the ceiling don't use a hardware store $3 carabeener, get the good shit from the rock-climbing supply store. Things like that.

But even if you use a condom, you might get herpes or HPV or crabs or a yeast infection. Even if you never have sex, you might already have herpes or HPV or crabs or a yeast infection. I've had several of those things, including some of the "scarier" sounding ones, and they're really not that big a deal. They're just a thing that happens in life. Most people have them. You pop a Valtrex when you have symptoms, you shove a suppostiory up your vulva when it itches, you sleep without underwear on, you communicate with partners, you move on with your life.

Sure, I do what I can to avoid the risks I am most concerned about. I take PreP right now because not getting HIV would be preferable to me. But I could still live if I got it. I am informed about the realities of living with HIV today, which makes that fear more manageable. It is easier for me to make carefully considered and yet realistic decisions surrounding my risk profile because I can confront the realities that scare me and learn more about them.

The body is not separable form its environment. We are connected to our surroundings and the people around us, and our bodies get sick, catch viruses, grow old, get messy, and die inevitably and return to the earth. With our one life, we each have to choose what is most important to us and what potential costs we can stand. But with each year that passes, a cost to our bodies is already incurred, and there's nothing we can do to prevent aging and death from coming our way.

So what would you like to do while you are around? Would you like to have sex with condoms? Go on PreP? Get the HPV vaccine? Take random loads in a glory hole? Make out and dry hump with a cutie at a party and catch her cold sore? Cross the street in the dark after looking both ways? Go out dancing so late that your sleep is disrupted for the whole week? Get your heart broken? Have a great all-consuming love? Have children? Endure a torn labia while giving birth? Try psychedelics? Go on a swinger's cruise? Get a UTI from spermicide? Roleplay online instead of meeting in person? Fuck people with a strap-on?

The choice is yours. And no choice you make will be perfect or come without risk. No life is safe. Accepting loss is one of the necessary tasks of leading a life. But you can educate yourself, reflect on what you most want out of life and what you fear, and then take steps to demystefy your worst fears and mitigate the risks that loom largest to you and the people you care about.

Whatever you decide, I hope you have some fun.

[petermorwood]

Today I made bread (again)

Not just because we'd eaten the last lot, although that was a reason.

It was an experiment which I've intended for a long while but keep forgetting to do: make one loaf using the Kenwood stand mixer (knead time 12 minutes) and the other in the Magimix / Cuisinart food processor (knead time 2 minutes) and see which came out best.

It's the same recipe each time...

500g bread flour

7g dried yeast

7g table (fine-grain) salt

250ml warm water

30ml olive oil

...with everything else - first & second rising, then baking - done as simultaneously as I could manage.

*****

The result was a surprise; I'd expected longer kneading would cause better-developed gluten and that loaf would rise more, but it actually ended up as the smaller of the two.

The 2-minute Magimix loaf is on the left, the 12-minute Kenwood one is on the right.

Despite the visible difference in size, their weight after baking (681g and 682g) is so close as to be identical.

Once they cooled, I sliced them to see what the insides were like.

And here's their crumb. First the Kenwood...

...then the Magimix.

There's hardly any visible difference apart from slightly larger holes at the top of the Magimix loaf.

There's a slight tactile difference; the Kenwood loaf crumb is firmer, not by much but enough to notice with fingertip and presumably teeth.

This might give better structural integrity to an over-filled sandwich made soggy by an overflow of sauces, relishes and other tracklements, or for toast softened by an excessive quantity of butter (although my Dad would have said there was no such thing).

Whatever.

I've completed my experiment, and proved that an extra 10 minutes or so of kneading doesn't do anything dramatic, at least with the brands of flour and yeast we've used successfully for some years.

OK, cleaning the Kenwood bowl and dough hook took less time and trouble than cleaning the Magimix bowl, dough blade, lid and feed chute, but again it was no more than a couple of minutes which were more than cancelled out by the kneading times.

*****

And now, since I seem to have a couple of slices of splendidly fresh bread needing attention, several kinds of cheese and cold cuts in the fridge, and various sauces, relishes and tracklements in the cupboard, I'm going to make myself one of those over-filled sandwiches.

I might even add an excessive quantity of butter (No Such Thing!) to the outside, then toast it... :->