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kylejsugarman · 4 months

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what is alaska fam doing for valentine’s day?

jesse and demi are having a Real date because they so rarely go on textbook "dates" and as fine as they both are with that, they have a little too much romance in their respective hearts to let today go uncelebrated. before they go out though, they spend the afternoon with baby since she of course owns their hearts. since she is a child with no money, she does her best to replicate the cards she sees at the store with colored pencil and paper, then tapes candy that she got at school to the cards to give to her parents. they dont talk about how the holiday played out at school (baby never brings it up outside of getting the standard set of spongebob cards + gummy krabby patties to pass out and they dont want to pry when she comes home empty handed), but they Do give her a bag of gummy sharks and something fun (a new book, a doll outfit) in return. (later, in bed: "my parents never did that. the whole giving kids presents on valentines day." "neither did mine." "....im glad we do though. it can be easy to forget, yk. when ur a kid. that people Really love u.") once mason comes by to watch baby for the rest of the evening, jesse and demi head out to their favorite nice-ish restaurant nearby. it has terrible food, but really good drinks and dessert, so their "romantic dinner" mostly consists of taking sips of each other's drinks, getting by on the free bread, and going wild over a volcano cake. afterwards, they drive out to the pier (knowing it'll be cold, but just glad it's not snowing tonight) to sit by the water. it's quiet enough there that they have plenty of space to talk and dark enough that they can be sillay under the thick fleece blanket demi brought if they want. they save most of that silliness for later when they have more blankets and sheets: for now, it's just nice to talk and laugh. jesse confidently and incorrectly identifies stars, aiming to make demi snort laugh; she tells him fake stories about college to see how long it takes him to realize they're fake. they don't worry about gifts, not anymore. demi's garden isnt producing particularly photogenic flowers atm and they already got their chocolate. they're both just so grateful for the other, so dumbfounded that things could be this good. its the kind of overwhelming feeling that doesnt really fit into words, but when jesse says "i love u more than today" and demi lovingly, knowingly responds by running her thumb along his cheekbone, he knows that she Understands what he really means. valentines day is really just the baseline for them, in a sense.

#anonymous #ask #syd squeaks #this got really long im very very sorry 😔#jesse pinkman #demi ayuluk #baby ayuluk #mason ayuluk

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comparativetarot · 2 years

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Knight of Swords. Art by Kim Thompson, from Divine Your Dinner.

FIRE OF AIR * SPEAKING OUT

Something needs to be said and you’re going to be the one to say it. The fire of conviction is burning in your throat, pushing you to give voice to long ignored issues, personally and globally. Take one more moment to frame your words in a way that maximizes their impact and conveys your passion without undermining the message. Then, let it out loud and proud!

Truly, nothing says “loud and proud” like ice cream on fire. The sheer gall of a frozen treat engulfed in a ball of flame is awe-inspiring. Will it burn you or give you a brain freeze? BOTH. So, look out and look alive.

MAGICKAL INGREDIENTS: CINNAMON

BAKED ALASKA WITH CINNAMON TOAST CRUMBS DESSERT—SERVES 8

In its truest form, a Baked Alaska is ice cream and cake, covered with a browned meringue. This recipe uses cinnamon toast bread crumbs instead of cake, and they are layered throughout for crunch. You might end up with extra crumbs because the amount you’ll need depends on the diameter of the bowl you use. Our favorite ice cream combo is Buttermilk (this page), strawberry, and mint chip, but you do you!

HOT TIP: YOU CAN BROWN THE MERINGUE VIA BLOWTORCH OR OVEN. IF YOU WANT TO USE A BLOWTORCH, SIMPLY RUN THE TORCH OVER THE ALASKA DIRECTLY AFTER COVERING IT IN MERINGUE AND SERVE.

CINNAMON TOAST CRUMBS 2 sticks (8 ounces) unsalted butter, melted 2 cups plain dried bread crumbs 1 cup sugar 1½ teaspoons ground cinnamon ¼ teaspoon kosher salt

BAKED ALASKA 3 pints ice cream of your choosing 4 large egg whites, at room temperature ¾ cup sugar ⅛ teaspoon cream of tartar

1. MAKE THE CINNAMON TOAST CRUMBS: Preheat the oven to 325°F.

2. In a large bowl, combine the butter, bread crumbs, sugar, cinnamon, and salt. Transfer the crumbs to a baking sheet and bake for 30 to 40 minutes, tossing halfway through, until the crumbs are browned and fragrant. Let cool to room temperature.

3. ASSEMBLE THE BAKED ALASKA: Remove one pint of ice cream from the freezer and let soften. Mist a narrow 3-quart bowl with cooking spray, then line the bowl with plastic wrap. Put the ice cream in the bowl and press into the bottom using the back of a spoon. Cover the top of the ice cream with enough of the cinnamon toast crumbs to make a layer ¼ inch thick and lightly press them into the ice cream. Place the bowl in the freezer for at least 30 minutes.

4. Repeat with the next 2 pints of ice cream, making the final layer of crumbs ½ inch thick, and freezing for 30 minutes after each layering. Cover the Alaska with plastic wrap and place in the freezer for at least 4 hours.

5. Line a sheet pan with parchment paper and place it, along with the platter you plan to serve the Baked Alaska on, in the freezer.

6. In a stand mixer, fitted with the whisk, whip the egg whites on high until frothy. Add the cream of tartar and continue whisking until soft peaks form. Slowly add the sugar and continue whipping until peaks are shiny, glossy, and firm.

7. Remove both the Alaska and the sheet pan from the freezer. Remove the plastic wrap from the top of the Alaska and invert it onto the frozen sheet pan. Remove the outer plastic wrap and, working quickly, use a spoon to coat the Alaska in the meringue, making sure not to leave any exposed ice cream. Return the Alaska to the freezer for at least 2 hours more.

8. Preheat the oven to 500°F.

9. Bake the Alaska until the meringue is lightly browned, 3 to 4 minutes. Transfer the Alaska to the frozen serving platter immediately after removing it from the oven, then slice and serve.

#Kim Thompson #Divine Your Dinner #Knight of Swords #Knight #Swords #Minor Arcana #Tarot

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azlrse · 3 years

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Do you think licorice would let you have a cake hound as a pet after kidnapping you?

Alaska (Yandere Licorice Cookie x GN Cookie!Reader)

Synopsis: as a last resort for you to warm up towards him, Licorice decided to adopt a cake hound, which you named your new friend Alaska.

CW: yandere themes, implied kidnapping, implied Stockholm Syndrome.

This is a follow up part of Come Here!

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"Come on honey bun, can you at least look at me? I already promised that I won't hurt you. Summoning that lightning is the only time I hurt you." You just curled up on the purple sheets of his bed, a black chain was attached between your leg and towards the wall.

You lifted up the sheets, only to stare back towards his yellow eyes, a small smile was shown in his face.

From his presence alone, you began to shake as tears are threatening to fall down from your face. You knew what he's capable of. From the story encounters your friends told you in their time in you once quiet and humble home.

Licorice began to panic a bit when he saw your tears. Placing his bone scythe on the edge of the bed, he wiped your tears and since you were still scared of him, you flinched away from his touch.

"Hey hey, what's with those tears? Aren't you happy that I took you away? Do you need anything, sugar?" He spoke. You shook your head as a sign to defy him. "I wanna go home! It's lonely and dark h-here! I want my friends, my books, my l-library, my home! I wanna go back!" You wailed as you sobbed and kept in shoving him away from your body.

"Lonely? Dark? I could place some more lights in our room. You have me and Bat Cat, isn't that enough for you?" You didn't respond back but shook your head side to side.

Licorice tried his best to console you as his minions watched from the wooden door. "Now now (y/n), listen to me." You stared at him but kept on sobbing.

"I took you because you need me. Those cookie who you call your 'friends' took you in the wrong path and they're a threat towards Dark Enchantress Cookie. You are better off with us, here in the crimson wastelands."

His explanation doesn't satisfy you as you kept on crying on the sheets. Licorice tried to hug your figure but you flinched, covering yourself with the heavy blanket. He needs to do something to warm you up towards him. You'll see that he'll be the best lover, even though he took you away.

True to his words, he tries his best to take care of you, even when you told him that you are fine taking care of yourself. Giving you lots of love and cuddles and giving you black flowers and books as gifts.

As soon as he knew that you accepted the books, he doesn't hesitate to give you some more, even if the books are old and dusty but hey, at least you get to do your favorite activity while in captivity.

Normally, you didn't want to be in his arms when the both of are cuddling. You tend to swat away his arm when he touches your waist or facing your back when the both of you are laying down on his huge bed.

When Licorice saw that you're deeply asleep, he didn't hesitate to place his arms around your waist and pulling you closer towards him.

One day, as he was watching you asleep, carresing your hair and placing a small kiss on your head, you mumbled something coherently. "You need something, honey?" He whispered, which to his surprise you replied back. "Cake hound, cute."

Those words were stuck into his head. He knew that you liked cake hounds so much so he decided to get one for you, as a gift.

It was not easy for him to tame a cake hound. It took him so many tries to tame one for you, but no luck. He counted the days on his journal and kept it on track on how long he'll tame one. Unfortunately, success is still far away.

While Licorice took a stroll to find some flowers for you, a small whine was heard behind the bushes. He took a peek and luck was descended upon him. It was a small cake hound, scared and abandoned from his pack as a huge wound was present on its back.

For the first time, Licorice felt pity towards poor thing as he knelt down and placing his scythe away from the bush to prevent the small hound from running.

"Hey hey, it's okay little fella. I'm going to treat you." He spoke as he grabbed a small warper from the pocket of his robe. The small hound just stared at the strange figure, paranoid but didn't ran away. After he finishes treating the wound of the hound, it finally gained his trust and kept on following him as if he's the father.

"You wanna come with me? Wanna see my beloved back home?" It barked happily as it jumped towards his arms. "Alright then, can't wait you to meet my honey bun back home."

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You giggled softly as you perform a small dance in front of the mirror (still with the chain on), wearing one his spare robes while he's away. It's so warm and comfy, just like his presence.

Wait.....did you just warm up against him? For cookie's sake, he's your captor! A darkbringer who's purpose was to serve the evil Dark Enchantress Cookie. You're supposed to plan your escape. Looks like Stockholm Syndrome got the best of you, huh?

"Ohhh (y/n) my beloved! I have a surprise for you!" Your eyes went wide as soon as you heard his voice outside of the room. You hurriedly took off his robe, quickly placing it in his closet and running back towards the bed while pretending to read a book.

Que the door opening while Licorice was holding something in his arms. It's a gift. Is it your birthday? An accomplishment gift? You don't know what's the occasion.

"I found this in the forest and wanting to give you this for sometime now." Your eyes stared at him as you began to place your hands on the box but he softly grabs your hand. "Wait wait, sugar. I'm going to give this to you, only if you promise me to be my lover and won't escape from me."

You thought about this. It's been months since you were held captive in his room. Licorice didn't treated you harshly but true to his promise, he took care of you, even though you acted like a brat sometimes. No one was even looking for you so what's the point of escaping?

You nod in approval, which Licorice appreciated and handed you the box. Upon opening it, a small vanilla cake hound jumped out and licked you non-stop in the face. Laughter and giggles erupted from you as you tried to capture you breath.

Licorice's heart melted at sound of your laughter and your smile, oh your smile. It's the most beautiful smile he saw in his life. He's so lucky that he had you as his lover.

"What are you going to name it?" He asked, placing his arm around your shoulder. "Alaska, just like his coat!" You replied happily, carresing the small cake like puppy on your lap.

As a way to thank him for giving you a cake hound and for taking care if you (and to show your feelings towards him), you gave Licorice a small kiss on his lips, which made him stiff for a while. "T-thank you, Licorice." He wants to have that kiss so bad and he finally got it! He wants kiss you once again.

"Can you do it again, honey bun?" You giggled softly as you placed your lips against his once again, heart eyes were present in his yellow eyes.

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Sometime later, Licorice took notice of his coat placed on the floor of the closet. "Hey sugar, did you wear my robe?" You look up from the book you read while laying down on the bed. You were a bit nervous, so you lied. "N-no I didn't, Licorice. Why?" You replied, which earned a small smirk from his face. "Then why does it smell similarly to your perfume?"

Your eyes went wide, blush erupted from your face while using your book to cover your flustered face. "I was bored at that time while you were away..." "Awww that's so sweet, honey bun. I would love to see you wearing my robe."

Let's just say you were attacked by his words, forcing you to wear his robe once again. Licorice Cookie sure does love his beloved honey bun. <3

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Reblogs and likes are appreciated! 💕

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headinthestaticsky · 3 years

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The Phenomenon of the Immortal Sun: Jasper Hale x Fleur Swan, Chapter 3

None of the characters in Twilight belong to be, all rights go to Stephenie Meyer.

"'Cause I'm lovesick And I ain't even ashamed And I'm hard up, for some time in your sheets Would you be down to spend all your time with me? 'Cause I'm lovesick."

Lovesick by, BANKS.

The reception looked absolutely beautiful It seemed every inch of it was covered in decorations.

"I have to admit, Alice and Rosalie know what they're doing," Jasper said.

"They even made the cake look appetizing to me... not enough for me to stomach to eat it but still," I replied, ever since I had become a vampire, human food made me sick.

"They've done their job then," Jasper said a smile was still etched on his face.

We began to sway to the music, I melted into him.

"Please call me your baby, baby Look how long that you have kept me waiting I'm all in, look at all that I have given Oh, I know your love before I kissed you And now you have only made me miss you Come get me Come love me, baby come love me."

"'Cause I'm lovesick And I ain't even ashamed And I'm hard up, for some time in your sheets Would you be down to spend all your time with me? 'Cause I'm lovesick."

"I just wish Bree could be out here with the rest of us..."

"I wish she could too, but even if she wasn't presumed dead...being around all the humans wouldn't be good for her," Jasper explained comfortingly.

"I know." I pecked Jasper's cheek.

"Please call me your baby baby baby Look how long that you have kept me waiting I'm all in, look at all that I have given Oh, I know your love before I kissed you And now you have only made me miss you Come get me Come love me, baby come love me."

"'Cause I'm lovesick And I ain't even ashamed And I'm hard up, for some time in your sheets Would you be down to spend all your time with me? 'Cause I'm lovesick.'

"Are you going to tell me where we're going or is it going to be a surprise still." I inquired.

"Patience my love, good things come to those who wait." He teased, biting my lip.

I whined

"I don't wanna wait..."

'Cause I'm lovesick And I ain't even ashamed And I'm hard up for some time in your sheets Would you be down to spend all your time with me? 'Cause I'm lovesick

'Cause I'm love sick 'Cause I'm love sick 'Cause I'm love sick 'Cause I'm love sick 'Cause I'm love sick 'Cause I'm love sick

We broke apart from our loving embrace when the song ended. I scanned the crowd searching to see if I could find Leah and Seth again, when I did I dragged Jasper with me eager to see them.

"Hi, I'm so glad you guys made it!" I greeted them and pulling them both in for a hug.

"Good to see you Fleur, you look beautiful." Leah said, Seth nodded in agreement. I saw Billy Black and Sue standing behind them. I walked up to them and hugged them too.

"I hope you'll be happy Fleur...I wish you both the best." Billy said with a somber tone.

"Thank you."

"Well, I don't know about the rest of you but I plan on getting drunk. Sue, could I interest you in a glass of Champaign?" Dad asked.

Before Sue could speak Billy interrupted them.

"Sparkling fire water. Sounds great." Billy said, almost running over dad's ankles." They all walked away.

"How long do you think it'll take for them to get together?" I asked Jasper.

"I give them a month or 2." Jasper estimated. Two unfamiliar voices greeted us both.

"Fleur, Jasper! Congratulations!" A woman greeted.

"Thank you." Jasper replied.

Two gorgeous vampires greeted us, one male and one female.

"Hi, Umm... Eleazar and Carmen, right?" I guessed.

"Mhm, Hola!" Carmen said.

I then saw three blonde women standing behind them, observing us. Jasper saw me looking at them and answered the thought bubbling in my head.

"Those these are our cousins from Alaska. Tanya, Kate, and Irina."

"We've heard so much about you. I'm Tanya." She greeted sticking out her hand for me to shake it.

"Welcome to the family. Bienvenida." Eleazar added.

"Thank you. You're very welcoming." I said.

"Irina, Come meet Fleur." Carmen called out to her.

I could tell something was troubling Irina and I followed to where her gaze was fixated at. She was looking at Seth, anger was in her eyes.

"I can't do this..." She grumbled.

"You promised," Tanya hissed at her.

"She invited one of them."

Jasper looked to where she was gesturing to and sighed.

"Irina, he's one of our friends."

"They killed Laurent!" She rebutted back

"He tried to kill my sister and I." I explained.

"I don't believe that." She said, getting in my face.

"I suggest you back away now... we don't need to cause a scene." I grumbled getting even closer to her face.

She backed away and left, stomping away.

"I'm sorry you guys, thank for coming." I said, a guilty look made it's way onto my face.

"No no don't worry about it..." Carmen comforted.

"Well. Let's not monopolize the bride. Congratulations." Eleazar said. Walking away with Carmen

"Thank you."

"We're sorry." Tanya said, her and Kate walked away as well.

"Well.. what's a wedding without a little family drama huh?" I asked playfully.

"C'mon you let's go, speeches are starting." Jasper said, pulling me in the direction of the chairs.

"Excuse me. Is this on? Hello?" I heard Rosalie whistle at Emmett.

"Umm, I'd like to propose a toast. To my new sister. Fleur, I hope you've gotten enough sleep these last 19 years. 'Cause you won't be getting any more for a while." Emmett laughed and winked at me.

My mouth was slightly agape and I breathed out a laugh. I turned and saw my dad who downed his glass of champagne. My mother just rolled her eyes and repeated what my father had done. I saw Leah stand up and go over to the stage.

"Fleur... I've known you for as long as I could remember. Some of my favorite memories were with you on that beach. And the reaction you would give every time I would shove you into the freezing cold water."

Everyone in the crowd laughed.

"I know I haven't always been the nicest to you, after my father died I completely blew you off.... I know I treated you coldly. But you still were kind and gracious to me and my brother Seth. So thank you... for always being there for me even when I wasn't there for you. Jasper, you better take care of her, you have a whole lot of people who are willing to hunt you down." Leah finished. Jasper gave her a nod and a smile, a silent promise in a way.

My dad stepped up next, I saw tears in his eyes and gave him a comforting smile.

"Jasper will be a good husband. I know this because I'm a cop. I know things. Like how to hunt somebody to the ends of the Earth... I also know how to shoot a gun. But I also know this because he's loyal and empathetic, and a wonderful influence on my daughter. He sniffled before continuing, I love you Fleur... and I'm so happy for you... for both of you."

"Now that you're my sister, you'll have to get over your version to fashion... Yes, you have some style but... the t-shirt and jeans have got to go... and those god-awful ankle boots have got to go too." Alice said.

"Never!" I jokingly yelled.

"Fleur, I remember when Jasper had come home saying he had finally met "the one." I was skeptical, scared even... my first instinct on you was to hate your guts and keep you away from my family. But then I got to know you and I saw how compassionate and understanding you were. I knew you wouldn't hurt my brother, who had been treated horribly for so long and deserved someone with the same amount of compassion as him. Thank you Fleur, welcome to the family. To Jasper and Fleur!" Rosalie finished raising a champagne glass.

"To Jasper and Fleur!" Everyone repeated.

Dinner had gone by smoothly, everyone was too distracted to notice none of the Cullen's and I had eaten or drunk anything. Soon enough after most of the cake was devoured it was time for us to go. I had to run to the bathroom since my contacts were beginning to dissolve in my eyes due to the venom. When I got back out I saw Alice and Rosalie putting Jasper and I's bags into my car. Before I could make it to my car dad approched me.

"Well... It's gonna be strange, you not living under my roof." He started.

"Yeah. It's gonna be strange for me, too." I replied.

"You know it will always be your home, right?"

I know dad, I love you. Forever. I pulled him in for a hug.

"I love you, too, Petal. I always have and I always will. All right. Go on. You don't wanna miss your plane. Wherever it's going."

"I won't dad... I should probably say bye to mom and Bella too..."

"Good luck Petal," Dad said, humor was in his voice. I sighed and walked my way over to them, they were embracing and saying goodbye to one another, since Bella was going on her honeymoon too.

"Oh, Bella... I will miss you so much, I love you." Renee said tearfully.

"I love you too mom, I will miss you too," Bella replied. They both stopped talking to one another when I approached them. Their faces dropped, it seemed I dampened the mood.

"Well, I'll see you later mom, Bella, have a good one." I said.

"Yes, I'll see you in nine months... I mean... later." Renee said condescendingly.

"Mother, even if I was pregnant I wouldn't let you near my child. They don't need your spews of toxicity around them." I spat out before walking away.

I hugged all of the Cullens before walking up to the car, I was about to get into the driver's seat when I threw the keys at Jasper. His face was in shock.

"Only because we got married, cowboy, it's a present from me to you."

"Thanks, Darlin." He smiled at me.

We began to drive off, I waved at the people in the crowd and smiled at them.

"Ready to go?" Jasper asked.

"Yeah...I'm ready."

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heli0s-writes · 4 years

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“i’ll meet you halfway”

1.4k words for @niall2017. Thank you for sending in a request for 28 ways!

I was inspired by @whistlingwillows‘ if the world was ending. It’s a gorgeous read. Check it out xx

[28 WAYS Masterlist // Prompts]

It’s 3 in the morning.

You used to say nothing good happens after 2 a.m. and it had never been true. All of Bucky’s best ideas happened after 2.

Stealing you away from late night parties for kisses in the hallway, hands hot and needy, skimming up the sides of your waist. Taking long drives into the darkness of abandoned fields to look at the sky, watching your shuttering eyelids, first tired, then alive, illuminated by starlight.

And his very best idea, the one you pretended to hate most, was rolling over in the small hours—awake from a nightmare to find himself next to a dream. Your body, soft and warmed by him. Hair on the pillow, tickling. Hand somewhere close by and all he would have to do was kiss your shoulder, stroke your cheek, run his palm over your tummy and you’d shift into his touch.

He’d say, baby, you awake?

I am now, Buck. Low, rasping voice. First annoyed, then expectant, worried that he was up. You’d soften with playfulness. What’dya want, hm?

Bucky’s very best idea, of course, was to nudge you open. Slip his leg between your knees, splay his hand on your lower back and kiss you lucid. Then, and even better, he’d kiss you dizzy. You’d moan with a breathy giggle, nuzzle your nose into his chest, sleepy, lazy presses of your mouth to his neck.

It’d be quick. Hot. Bucky holding tight, loving you hard and fast, and back to sleep again soon after, boneless and blissed out, dreaming of nothing.

Once upon a time, all the best things happened after 2 a.m.

He’s in Anchorage, just finished a quick recon, and he really should be heading back to Manhattan, but the chance is presenting itself so tempting and pretty, just like you turned over on your side in the dark, breathing slow and soft.

“You awake?”

“I am now.”

Familiar and hoarse, breath catching on the edge of your teeth. A blanket of annoyance shielding the concern. It’s reflexive of you to worry at this hour; you know how he doesn’t quite sleep.

On the other line you sigh but say nothing. He hears it— the swallow of your throat, the near imperceptible way you steel your hitched inhale at the very thought of him. He can’t help it. It’s a bad idea, but he wants to be selfish. You’re so close. So. Damn. Close. And he wants you closer.

At least you picked up.

“Can I see you?” Bucky chances quietly, hopeful that you’d reply with the same amount of potential he feels iridescent and alive inside his chest, “Don’t gotta do nothing. Just — just talk? I don’t know. I want to see you.”

A wounded noise cleaves his heart. Your sniffle shatters two halves into a million and he clutches the phone to his ear like he could piece it back together again with his fraught grip. Bucky invokes your name like a prayer, “I’m downtown. I’ll meet you halfway.”

A shift of the sheets. A rustle. A sigh.

“You broke up with me, remember?”

“Yeah. Yeah. I remember.”

“Can’t wait around forever for you to figure out if you want me or not.”

“I always—I always want you.”

Whatd’ya want, hm? Fingers in his hair, sweeping it away from his forehead, stifling a yawn, but your pretty, pretty mouth in a smile. Still dark out, some mysterious hour both too late and too early to be awake, and he couldn’t see you at all, but he knew you well enough to know when you were smiling.

Want you, sugar. Can’t sleep. Gotta get my hands on you. Gotta love you some.

There is rustling again, and you move away from your phone before saying, “It’s okay. Shh. C’mere.”

He squeezes his eyes shut, hears the sound of your palm patting the bed, rubbing against something. His stomach could fall right out of him because this time you were right: nothing good happens after 2 a.m.

But, his heart is selfish and it always has been. Even now, when it thumps so noisily he’s certain you can hear it. Even now, when you’re tucked in, wonderful and warm, loved by someone else in the middle of the night, he doesn’t let his better sense take hold of him.

So, he pushes. Just like he pushed himself into your life, just like he pushed himself away, too, when the idea ate its way into his brain that he couldn’t be—no, not him—couldn’t be right for you.

“Don’t gotta do nothin’-- I’m just--- a few blocks.” He’s a broken record, scratching surface stuttering the same turn of phrase. Pleading. Begging. Pathetic.

“Did you take this one on purpose? Came all the way here for me?”

“Yeah.”

“You hate the cold.”

The furthest place north you could stand, somewhere he wouldn’t be able to go without his discomfort. You disappeared to goddamn Alaska to get away from him. Uprooted everything and left without saying goodbye because it killed you to see his face, turned around, not meeting your eyes.

His selfish heart. His stupid, cowardly, guilty heart. His broken, broken heart. He doesn’t even care to gather it up this time.

“Okay, Bucky,” you resign, and Bucky lights up head to toe with anticipation. “Okay.”

Snow crunches beneath his boots as he stands under the dim glow of a broken streetlight, sizzling on and off every few seconds. He’s shifting his weight nervously. All the scenarios in his head seem to lead him in only one direction. You’d look at him sadly, or maybe tell him off, if he’s lucky you’d touch him in the form of a hard slap across the face—but in the end, you’d go back home to a man in your bed because he knows from experience you’re the type of girl who loves hard and true.

It’s 3:30 in the morning and maybe he’s being dramatic, but it feels like he could die right here in Anchorage, Alaska, buried underneath an avalanche of all his regret.

He hears your footsteps way before you arrive. Around the corner of the building he’s in front of, you step carefully, two feet followed by some more and fuck—Bucky swallows the hardest lump in his throat down. All his scenarios and he never imagined you’d bring the guy, but he admits it’d be better just desserts than a telling-off or a slap.

You, standing in all your radiance next to someone who isn’t him. Yeah. Anchorange, Alaska. All the worst ideas he’s ever had can’t compare to this one. Maybe when he gets home and the adrenaline fades to numbness, he’ll start sleeping more. Breeze through those no-good hours and learn his lesson.

His hands are in his pockets, chin tucked to his chest, eyes closed for this impending moment.

“Bucky?”

Your steps still. A jangle by your feet, a snuffling by his, and Bucky looks up in surprise to see you. Bundled up, red beanie with a pom pom on top, gloves to match and extending from your hand is a long line. He follows it down, a loose slope—closer, closer, and shudders in relief.

A dog.

A curly-haired black dog, large and curious, speckled with bits of white from the falling snow. It licks his hand and Bucky laughs out loud.

“C’mere—come on, buddy.” You say quietly, distracted, looking at Bucky, instead. “What?”

He shakes his head. Shoves his hands in his pocket and kicks at the ground uselessly. It’s stupid. His joy—his relief that the body warming you up at night is a dog and not a man.

“Hi.” Bucky breathes, “Hi.”

“Hi?”

“Yeah.” He grins wide and stupid again. “It’s three.”

The broken streetlight flickers again, cutting your confused expression away in soft clicks of yellow and orange, painting the hot puffs of air from your mouth aglow. The dog sits, waiting patiently. You wait, too.

“You used to say nothing good happens after two—"

You snort, laugh a little because it’s obvious where he’s going with this. He can’t help it. His broken heart finds all its little pieces like magnets, clicking together with purpose and hope. A raise of your eyebrows, amused and defeated at the way he’s held on to that after all this time.

“Was I right, Bucky?”

He doesn’t answer with his voice, only taking a step forward, cutting the chilled distance between two bodies, head leaning, eyes sincere with promises he intends to keep. A beat passes. Then two. Then three.

You step forward, too. Tilt your head up to him, feel the warmth of his skin buzz over yours, press your mouth to his, meeting him halfway.

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steve-rogers-new-york · 3 years

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Recipe Wednesday #40

Happy Holidays and Happy Recipe Wednesday!

These are real period recipes, taken from the Brooklyn Daily Eagle, a local newspaper that would have been accessible to Steve, his mother, and Bucky during their time in Brooklyn.

For the month of December, Recipe Wednesday is being extended to all month long with Christmas Treats!

The recipes come from the Saturday 22 December 1934 edition of the Brooklyn Daily Eagle. For context, Steve would have been 14 (comics) / 16 (MCU), so these are recipes that Sarah Rogers may have made, or which Steve might have learnt or inherited from his mother.

Black and White Ice Box Cookies 1/2 cup butter 1/2 cup sugar 1 egg yolk 3 tablespoons milk 1 1/2 cup flour 1 teaspoon baking powder 1/8 teaspoon salt 1 square chocolate Cream butter and sugar; add the unbeaten yolk of egg, milk and flour sifted with salt and baking powder, and blend thoroughly. Divide mixture in half and to one portion add the chocolate which has been melted over hot water. Roll the white and chocolate doughs into thin rectangular sheets of the same size. Place one on top of the other and roll over and over until roll is about 2-inches in diameter. Chill the dough for several hours, cut in thick slices and bake in a 400 degree oven until crisp (about ten minutes).

Coconut Kisses 1 can condensed milk 12 ounces shredded coconut 1 teaspoon vanilla Into the condensed milk stir coconut; add flavoring. Drop by teaspoonfuls 2-inches apart on a baking sheet and make them in a slow oven (235 degree F.) for 12 to 15 minutes, or until brown. “It takes but a minute to mix the batter for coconut kisses...be sure to use condensed milk fort this recipe. Do not attempt to use evaporated milk as it is not sweet enough. The baking of these coconut kisses is quite important. They are baked in a slow oven because they will brown over quickly if the oven is very hot. Take them off the cookie sheet immediately after removing them from the oven and put them on a cookie rack to cool. If you do not remove them immediately you will have a difficult time getting them off.”

Checkerboard Sandwiches Yield: 16 Sandwiches 8 slices whole wheat bread 8 slices white bread 4 1/2 ounces cream cheese 3 tablespoons Orange Marmalade Use fresh, close-grained bread. Remove crusts with a sharp knife. Cut into half-inch crosswise slices of white bread. Blend cheese and marmalade till smooth. Spread thickly on slice of white bread. On this lay a slice of whole wheat, bread and again spread mixture. Repeat to produce a cube 4 slices thick, about 2 1/2-inches each way. Place in refrigerator for filling to harden. Remove and cut sandwich cubes in half-inch slices to obtain striped slices. Spread these with cheese-marmalade mixture and lay together to brown layers rest on white and vice versa, by reversing slices as they are cut from cube. Place four slices squarely together to form another perfect cube. Wrap in wax paper and chill. When ready to serve, cut again in half-inch slices to obtain checkerboard design.

Chocolate Dollars 1/2 cup butter 1 cup sugar 1 egg 2 tablespoons milk 1 teaspoon vanilla 2 1/4 cups bread flour, or 2 1/2 cups pastry flour 1 teaspoon baking powder 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon 1/2 cup of chopped walnuts 2 squares chocolate Cream butter and sugar. Add egg, slightly beaten. Add milk, vanilla, sifted dry ingredients and walnuts. Add the chocolate melted and form into roll two inches in diameter. Wrap in wax paper. Chill. Cut in 1/8-inch slices. Bake in moderate oven 375 degree F., 8 to 10 minutes.

Scotch Shortbread 1 pound butter 1/4 teaspoon salt Citron peel Few almonds 6 cups flour 1 cup sugar Sift the flour and salt. Rub in the butter, working it in very well, then add the sugar. Turn it out on to a floured board and knead it into a smooth round. Roll out the paste into one large or two smaller rounds about 1/2-inch thick. Shape them round with the hands and pinch round the edges with the fingers or mark them with a knife. Put the shortbread on a greased baking tin and prick it all over with a fork. Garnish with candied cherries and nuts and bake in a moderate oven (375 degrees) for 25 or 30 minutes.

No-Bake Lemon Pie Filling 1 1/3 cups sweetened condensed milk (one 14-15 ounce can) 1/2 cup lemon juice Grated rind of 1 lemon 2 eggs, yolk 2 tablespoons of granulated sugar Baked pie shell Meringue

Baked Alaska 1 quart strawberry [ice] cream (brick) 1 layer sponge cake Meringue Place on board covered with white paper. Sponge cake cut to the shape of the brick of ice cream. Spread with meringue. bake in hot oven 450 to 500 degrees F. 10 minutes or less. Meringue 3 eggs [whites?] 6 tablespoons confectioner’s sugar 1 teaspoon rum extract

Christmas Cake 2 cups butter 1 cup sugar 4 cups flour 2 eggs 1 teaspoon almond extract Wash butter until waxy; cream and add sugar gradually. Add eggs, well beaten and flour. Force through cookie press onto baking sheet. Decorate with candied cherries and angelica. Bake 12 minutes in a moderate oven (375 degree F.)

Cranberry Relish Grind up a pound of cranberries and one orange, rind and all. Add a cup of sugar and 1/2 teaspoon of salt.

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goofatron · 3 years

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OC Personality Sheet

Tagged by: @skullharvester and @coraptedata Tagging: Anyone really lol

Trelane Powers

Alias: Trey, Lanny, Powergirl,

Gender: Female

Race: Black-White Biracial

Nationality: American

Age: 19 (in AU); 46 (in 2021)

DOB: May 12th 1975

Species: Human

Zodiac: Taurus; Rabbit (Chinese)

Abilities/Talents: Speaks like a million languages, can jerry rig even the most hopeless machines into working again, in tune with nature (speaks for the trees and all that), excellent marksmanship with her rifle (gift from her late father)

Alignment: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true

Religion: A free spirit (doesn't actually follow any religious code)

Sins: envy / greed / gluttony / lust / pride / sloth / wrath

Virtues: charity / chastity / diligence / humility/ justice / kindness / patience

Languages: English, Spanish (mainly Mexican variant), French, Japanese, German, Chinese Mandarin, Italian, and Korean.

Family: Robert (Bob, Bobby) Powers (father; deceased); Olivia Jones (mother; left at birth); Louie and Joyce Mitchell (foster family after father was murdered)

Friends: Erick Rothstein; Donovan Ross

Sexual Orientation: heterosexual / bisexual / pansexual / homosexual / demisexual / asexual / unsure / other

Relationship Status: single / dating / married / widowed / open relationship / divorced / not ready for dating / it’s complicated

Libido: sex god / very high / high / average / low / very low / non-existent

Build: twig / bony / slender / average / athletic / curvy / chubby / obese / stocky

Hair: white / blonde / brunette / red / black / other

Eyes: brown / blue-gray / green / black / other (cursed with heterochromia)

Skin: pale / fair (but tanned) / olive / light brown / brown / very brown / other

Height: 5'5" / ~167cm

Weight: 120lbs. / ~54kg

Scars: One giant scar going down her back from left shoulder blade to right hip - a single swipe from a large grizzly bear she and her dad ran into on their property in Alaska. She still has the paw from the bear who nearly killed her and loves to brag about it.

Facial Features: Oval face, freckles all over, soft-Nubian nose, average-thick brows, big lips = big smiles :)

Tattoos: none (though Erick keeps pestering her about it)

Dogs or Cats? Dogs for all eternity. She has 2: a golden retriever named, Emily; a german shepard named, Vengeance. They’re the same age but she rescued them at different times.

Birds or Nugs? birds cus she doesnt know wtf a nug even is???

Snakes or Spiders? snakes though she doesnt mind spiders as long as they stay in their spaces.

Coffee or Tea? bean water

Ice Cream or Cake? ice cream. she likes to bite through it to freak out her friends.

Fruits or Vegetables? vegetables, as she grew up learning how to farm. Fruits can be too sugary for her if they’re from a Super Market.

Sandwich or Soup? Soups, as they’re hearty and good for the soul <3

Magic or Melee? Why is ranged not a choice?? >:I

Sword or Bow? oh there it is! Bow if she had to choose, but if it ever were an option: Gun. Always Gun. Gunbow perhaps?

Summer or Winter? Evolved with the capabilities to survive Alaskan winters in shorts and a tank top in a cabin with no internal heating system.

Spring or Autumn? Spring brings out new life and that means new meat to hunt!

The Past or The Future? Preferably the future. She doesn't like to look back because for her, it’s more bad memories than good.

Erick Rothstein

Alias: just Erick. don't call him ‘Rick’.

Gender: Male

Race: White

Nationality: German-American immigrant

Age: 18 in AU; 45 in 2021

DOB: September 11th 1975

Species: Human

Zodiac: Virgo; Rabbit (Chinese)

Abilities/Talents: Beautiful singing voice; voice actor; bendable; double-jointed

Alignment: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true

Religion: Agnostic if anything

Sins: envy / greed / gluttony / lust / pride / sloth / wrath

Virtues: charity / chastity / diligence / humility/ justice / kindness / patience

Languages: English, German, Spanish (as far as high school Spanish goes)

Family: Conrad Rothstein (Father; Incarcerated); Fernanda Brandt (Mother; Incarcerated); Alvaro/Louie Rothstein Mitchell(Paternal Uncle; Disowned runaway); Joyce Mitchell (Aunt by marriage); Kimberly Mitchell (Cousin); Chad Mitchell (Cousin)

Friends: Trelane Powers; Donovan Ross

Sexual Orientation: heterosexual / bisexual / pansexual / homosexual / demisexual / asexual / unsure / other

Relationship Status: single / dating / married / widowed / open relationship / divorced / not ready for dating / it’s complicated

Libido: sex god / very high / high / average / low / very low / non-existent

Build: twig / bony / slender / average / athletic / curvy / chubby / obese / stocky

Hair: white / blonde / brunette / red / black / other (ginger)

Eyes: brown / blue-gray / green / black / other

Skin: pale / fair / olive / light brown / brown / very brown / other

Height: 5'10" / ~155cm

Weight: 155lbs. / ~70kg

Scars: Do mental scars count? He does have scars on his back and legs all from a leather strap used by his parents. A few scars where his left kidney used to be when he got stabbed in the 90s after exiting a gay bar.

Facial Features: Oval and firm face, still got baby fat in some areas even in his 30s (lol), traditional Germanic pointed nose™

Tattoos: none (but he does want to get matching ones w/ Trey)

Dogs or Cats? Cats 100% as he is deathly afraid of dogs as they were used to torment him as a child. He does make an exception for both of Trey’s dogs, Emily and Vengeance however.

Birds or Nugs? tf is a nug?? Birds, he guesses.

Snakes or Spiders? Neither (same reason as dogs)

Coffee or Tea? coffee 80% of the time. He’ll save tea for when he’s sick and on really chilly nights.

Ice Cream or Cake? Cake. His teeth are far too sensitive for ice cream unless it’s in the form of ice cream bars.

Fruits or Vegetables? he’ll consume fruit for days. hates green vegetables, only likes the colorful ones.

Sandwich or Soup? both. likes small sandwiches to dip into hot soup. gooood shit.

Magic or Melee? if he can use magic to fashion himself a guitar out of existance, he’s sure to win the battle through sonnets.

Sword or Bow? Why the violence? :c Why cant we all sing together? (he’s a bard at heart if it wasn't clear enough)

Summer or Winter? Summer is nice and warm; winter is numb and cold :c

Spring or Autumn? Spring! Though he does love the color changes that Autumn brings. Not so much the beginning of chilled air though.

The Past or The Future? Past? what past? there is not passst hahaha only the future with friends and new family :’)

Donovan Ross

Alias: Donny, Don, D-man, Ross (school faculty)

Gender: Male

Race: Black

Nationality: American

Age: 21 in AU; 47 in 2021

DOB: August 1st 1973

Species: Human

Zodiac: Leo; Ox (Chinese)

Abilities/Talents:

Alignment: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true

Religion: Christianity

Sins: envy / greed / gluttony / lust / pride / sloth / wrath

Virtues: charity / chastity / diligence / humility/ justice / kindness / patience

Languages: English

Family: James Ross (Father); Roberta Wilson (Mother); Trixie Ross (Sister)

Friends: Trelane Powers; Donovan Ross; Elaina Heckathorne (Girlfriend)

Sexual Orientation: heterosexual / bisexual / pansexual / homosexual / demisexual / asexual / unsure / other

Relationship Status: single / dating / married / widowed / open relationship / divorced / not ready for dating / it’s complicated

Libido: sex god / very high / high / average / low / very low / non-existent

Build: twig / bony / slender / average / athletic / curvy / chubby / obese / stocky

Hair: white / blonde / brunette / red / black / other

Eyes: brown / blue-gray / green / black / other

Skin: pale / fair (but tanned) / olive / light brown / brown / very brown / other

Height: 6'2" / ~188cm

Weight: 164lbs. / ~74kg

Scars:

Facial Features: baby fat all through childhood, then chiseled features with a square jaw in adult hood. Wide and slightly bulbous nose.

Tattoos: None

Dogs or Cats? Dogs, but only small or medium sized.

Birds or Nugs? uh, birds? the heck are nugs?

Snakes or Spiders? Neither!

Coffee or Tea? gotta be decafe, but either works

Ice Cream or Cake? why isnt pie an option? :c

Fruits or Vegetables? Veggies. He has to be careful w/ fruits cus he’s allergic to most citrus fruits and bananas.

Sandwich or Soup? A nice, big, fat sandwich to fill ‘er up B)

Magic or Melee? Magic. As big and athletic he seems, he’s more into using his brains than brawn.

Sword or Bow? Short sword if nothing else, maybe even a dagger as he can just pull it out quickly for some fast jabbing action.

Summer or Winter? despite being born in the dead of summer, he’s a wintery boy

Spring or Autumn? Autumn for the same reason as a lot of people. Loves the changes in both color and the air.

The Past or The Future? He always looks forward to a brighter future, but is fond of looking back on his past. He’s made some really good memories with the people he’s met. :)

#oc meme #trelane powers #erick rothstein #donovan ross #my ocs

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tracyshomesick · 3 years

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25 things that were invented in NYC.

1. Toilet paper: In 1857, Joseph C. Gayetty began selling packs of “medicated paper for the water closet” out of his wholesale shop at 41 Ann St. The paper was made from pure Manila hemp and treated with aloe. Best (or worst) of all, each sheet was watermarked with his name.

2. Chicken ’n’ waffles: After its 1938 opening, Wells Supper Club in Harlem was the last stop for jazz greats like Sammy Davis Jr., Gladys Knight and Nat King Cole. Catering to its night-owl talent, Wells created the perfect dish for acts who’d missed dinner but couldn’t wait till breakfast: leftover fried chicken on a sweet waffle.

3. Chewing gum, a New York invention, was first manufactured in 1870 by Thomas Adams in a warehouse on Front Street. Called ''Adams New York Gum No. 1,'' it was made from chicle, a form of sapodilla tree sap chewed in the Yucatan and Guatemala.

4. The Waldorf Salad: The Waldorf Astoria boasts two inventions on this list, the first of which is its classic salad, which combines lettuce, apple, celery and walnuts. It was first served in 1896.

5. Teddy Bears: In 1902, President Theodore Roosevelt refused to shoot an injured black bear while on a hunt. Inspired by the story, Morris and Rose Michtom, candy-store owners from Brooklyn, sewed a plush bear and displayed it, calling it “teddy’s bear.” The toy was so popular, they gave up candy and opened a factory to make the cuddly critters.

6. The Tom Collins: In 1874, a hilarious joke swept through the city: A prankster would tell a friend, “I was at [insert local saloon], where Tom Collins was saying [insert insult] about you!” The offended party would rush off to defend his honor, but there was no Tom Collins. (Cool joke, bro.) Inspired by the prank, New York mixologist Jerry Thomas created the recipe in 1876.

7. Coal-fired pizza: Pizza was cooked with wood fires until Gennaro Lombardi introduced the tasty magic of coal. Legend has it he served the first coal-fired pie in 1905. Cooking pizza that way is technically illegal now, but the ovens of a few select haunts around the city were grandfathered in, including Lombardi’s, Totono’s and Patsy’s.

8. Scrabble: Out-of work architect and anagram lover Alfred Mosher Butts conceived this wordy board game in 1931 while living in Jackson Heights, Queens. The street sign on Butts’s corner in Queens now reads “35t1H4 a1V4e1n1u1e1” after the famed letter-scoring system.

9. Spaghetti primavera: When this faux Italian dish (fresh vegetables and Parmesan cream sauce on pasta) was served at Le Cirque in 1977, it was, according to The New York Times, “the most talked-about dish in Manhattan,” much to the chagrin of head chef Jean Vergnes. The classically trained Frenchie was so offended, his cooks had to prep the dish in a hallway—yet later he claimed its invention.

10. The remote control: Nikola Tesla conceived of a radio-controlled boat way back in 1898. The idea was so novel that nobody believed such technology could exist.

11. Sweet’n Low: Fort Greene entrepreneur Benjamin Eisenstadt teamed up with his chemist son, who found a way to create saccharin in powdered form (before it could only be a liquid or a pill). He named his pink-label brand after a Tennyson poem.

12. Eggs Benedict: Stockbroker and bon vivant Lemuel Benedict woke up one morning in 1894 with a raging hangover and booked it to the Waldorf Astoria hotel, where he ordered a poached egg, crispy bacon, toast and hollandaise sauce. Legendary maître d’hôtel Oscar Tschirky was such a fan of the creation, he added it to the hotel’s menu.

13. The Bloody Mary:  Fernand “Pete” Petiot imported his tomato-juice-and-vodka concoction from Paris to the St. Regis hotel’s King Cole Bar. Catering to the spicier local tastes, Petiot added Worcestershire sauce, lemon and a dash of cayenne and black pepper.

14. Credit Cards: You have John Biggins of the Flatbush National Bank to thank for those interest charges and late fees: In 1946, he created the charge-it program, which issued customers bank credit cards for use at local Brooklyn merchants. The shop owners would then deposit the sales slips at the bank, who would then bill cardholders.

15. Baked Alaska: In 1876, the pioneering pastry chefs of lower-Manhattan restaurant Delmonico’s conceived of piping-hot sponge cake topped with crispy meringue and filled with ice cream, naming this miracle of food science in honor of the country’s newest territory.

16. General Tso’s Chicken: While exiled in Taiwan after the Chinese Civil War, chef Peng Chang-Kuei created a spicy-and-sour chicken dish as an homage to a famous Hunanese general. When he jumped ship to New York in the 1970s and opened Peng’s, the dish became a huge hit— after he added sugar to the recipe.

17. Frozen Hot Chocolate:  Stephen Bruce, the cofounder of iconic East-Side restaurant Serendipity 3, kept the recipe of this decadent dessert a secret for 40 years. Bruce recently revealed that the famous frozen treat is 14 kinds of cocoa mixed with crushed ice and topped with whipped cream. (The types of cocoa still remain a mystery.)

18. Air conditioning: In 1902, Willis Carrier created his “apparatus for treating air” to keep the humidity from warping the paper at a printing plant on Grand St in Bushwick. Saving workers from the sweltering summer heat was just a fortunate side effect.

19. The Reuben Sandwich: Alright, this one’s contested, but many say Arnold Reuben, owner of Reuben’s Delicatessen, invented the meat-and-krout combo in 1914. Legend has it, the sandwich was created for a famished actress, who came in after a show, using the few ingredients left on the deli shelves.

20. Mr. Potato Head: When New Yorker and toy designer George Lerner first created plastic facial features to stick on real vegetables, toy companies worried that food wasting wouldn’t fly with a postwar public. But in 1952, Hasbro bought Lerner’s  idea and made the first TV ad ever for children’s playthings, selling a million units that year.

21. Hot dogs: Coney Island baker Charles Feltman had the genius idea to serve hot sausages in a  bun for a dime each. His frank fortune bought him a beachside empire of hotels and beer gardens, until former employee Nathan Handwerker opened Nathan’s Famous and sold his dogs for only a nickel.

22. ATMs: the first money-dispensing device was conceived in 1939 by Luther George Simjian, who convinced the City Bank of New York (today’s Citibank) to test his contraption for six months. The bank declined to use the machine after that, because “the only people using the machines were a small number of prostitutes and gamblers.”

23. Cronuts: Dominique Ansel labored for months to perfect his doughnut-fried, fluffy hybrid from heaven. The pastry, which debuted in May 2013, still inspires down-the- block lines each morning.

24. Children's Museums: The Brooklyn Children's Museum, located in Crown Heights, opened in 1899 and was the country’s first museum dedicated to the education of kids. It was also the first to introduce a “hands-on” policy for its exhibits.

25. Hip-hop. Enough said.

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brokenbones-singsongs · 4 years

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If I am being entirely honest, I don’t want to be married. I don’t want to feel like I am tied to someone. I don’t want to share my things. I don’t want to have to take care of someone else. I don’t want to sleep in the same bed as someone. I don’t want to feel bad for never wanting to have sex. I don’t want kisses. I don’t want to be touched. I don’t want to go on trips together. I don’t want any of it. It damn near kills me that every time I look at my wedding dress I have to think about how much I want to forget that day. I want to forget wondering where my husband and my friends were when I was inside dancing. I want to forget that nothing worked out from the very start. That my best friend walked away from me and so many of the people I wanted there the most couldn’t make it. I want to forget that I didn’t get to walk down the aisle to the song I dreamed of for years. I can’t remember what the sanctuary looked like. I don’t remember the vows he said to me and I don’t remember what I wrote. We didn’t get to take communion and I barely got to speak to anyone. I was tired and frustrated and sick and I just wanted to go home. I’v spent an entire year waiting on things that won’t happen. Wanting more of what I can’t have. The simple fact of the matter is that we are two very different people and the things that matter most to me don’t matter to him at all. He doesn’t see the beauty in the smallest of things. He doesn’t understand how important safety and security are to me. He doesn’t understand why things are so hard for me and why home is so important. Everything I do is a problem. I have too many feelings. I have too many things. I care about too much. I’m too possessive of my things. I don’t look at it all as “ours” because I know that without the money I bring home we’d both be homeless, hungry, carless, phoneless, insuranceless, and whatever elseless. We can’t go on dates together because I can’t afford to do everything on my own. I can’t suggest a weekend to do halloween things with friends without hearing him mutter something about “more money” as if it’s not money I worked for to begin with. I can’t exist without hearing something about how I haven’t touched him or I never sleep with him. I hate myself. I hate how I look. I am not comfortable. I don’t like taking my clothes off. Sex is inconvenient and irritating. It’s messy, it’s sticky, and the gratification doesn’t outweigh the frustration. It doesn’t make me feel loved. It’s not intimate to me. It’s nice for five minutes and then I have to get up and take care of myself so I don’t get an infection or something stupid and then I go to sleep like nothing ever happened. The bed isn’t big enough to share and he wakes me up every hour or so with moving and shaking and weird ass noises and I’m never fully rested. He’s messy and he destroys the bathroom and leaves things in odd places and doesn’t care that it bothers me. He leaves me to do practically everything on my own. I manage the plans. I keep track of the calendar. I know when the bills are due. I make all of the calls. I keep track of groceries and cleaning tasks and everything in between. He has no understanding of my want for more. For better. For not settling. I grew up in a broken home. I grew up in a place where things were broken so often that none of the dishes matched. Nothing was ever really new. A lot of our things were hand-me-downs from somewhere else. We couldn’t always get the name brand cereals and poptarts. Simple things like toaster strudels and christmas tree cakes were a special treat. I remember eating eggos and peanut butter sandwiches for days and weeks at a time. Most of our clothes came from walmart. We only got to have one pair of shoes at a time. We were limited to how much we could eat or drink because groceries were so expensive. We always shared a room with someone. In fact, we shared everything. I never got to play sports because it cost money. I spent so much of middle and high school conscious of how much things were, missing out on trips of a lifetime because we just didn’t have the money. And no, it wasn’t always that way and it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing that life was the way it was. But I want to be able to open my cabinets and have my things match. I like that my cookie sheets are still silver. My silverware still matches. I like that nothing sticks to my pots and all of my measuring cups are still living on their little rings. My oven mitts aren’t stained and don’t have holes. My picture frames match my blankets that match the couch that matches the tables and chairs. I have a full set of Pyrex measuring cups and none of my coffee mugs are chipped. I have SO MANY shoes and they match all of my outfits. I have running shoes and work shoes and black heels and nude heels and blue heels and silver and gold heels. I have keds and converse and vans I have white shoes and pink shoes and blue shoes and red shoes too. I have dresses for every occasion and new, expensive clothes. Clothes that have stood the test of time. Clothes that I used to walk by the storefronts and say “maybe someday.” I have these things and I am proud of these things. I have worked and worked hard for these things. I saved and I was diligent and I never wanted to settle. I didn’t settle. I wanted more so I worked for it. I wanted to see the world outside of NC so I did. I took my happy self to Seattle and Alaska and California. I saw mountains and valleys and waterfalls that I once dreamed of. I’ve made far away friends and served strangers in cities that feel like home in a past life. I walked across bridges and saw musicals and sang way too loud in restaurants with my best friend. I’ve ran along shorelines and sat on the edges of cliffs because those are the things that matter the most to me.

I always thought this was what I wanted. To be married and in a pretty house with the love of my life with all the tiny things I’ve procured from the world around me. Quiet evenings curled up on the couch. Books and movies and dinner and lights wrapped around the rails on the back porch. Fireplaces and fuzzy blankets. Coffee at 9:00pm because I can. I’m realizing now that I still want those things, but I want them without the pressure of pleasing someone else. I like being alone. I like doing what I want. I like coming and going and not feeling obligated to sometimes snuggle or let someone kiss me. I like not having someone try to get me to take my clothes off when I’m half asleep. I like making a pot of coffee for one person. I like doing things without wondering if I’m going to be questioned about the money I spent later. I like only having semi one-sided conversations with the cat and listening to the music I enjoy in every room Alexa can reach without knowing I’m the only one who likes it. I’ve never done well with respecting people simply because they’re a man and that’s what they need. I never have understood the inherent NEED for sex and how it’s the driving force of everything and how it’s somehow a problem that I just don’t care for it. I don’t understand why I should have to give more than he should just because I have it. I deliberately chose the things I did because I wanted more, why can’t he choose more too? Why does everything have to revolve around how long he can sit in front of his computer and call people cocksuckers and hope he gets money out of it? Why isn’t his real job more important? Why does he settle for so little? Why doesn’t he do everything he can to be better? Why doesn’t he have the same drive that I do? Why is everything “just the way it is?” to him? Why doesn’t he see doctors or workout more or talk to someone, or something to fix the things that make his life harder? Nothing is “just how it is.” If you want it to be better, fix it. Why am I not allowed to wonder here his money goes? Why do I have to be made to feel guilty for expecting him to give as much as I do? I don’t think I should have to do without when I alone have the means for more. If I have the ability to do a little extra, why can’t I? The bills are paid, we’re not starving, why should I feel bad about going out of town or buying that new set of makeup brushes or the sweater I fell in love with? Why do I get the “well you ARE married now...” lectures whenever I say I would like to do my own laundry and clean up my own messes and let him worry about his things? Why is it a problem I don’t fucking want to be a mother? I just am really not happy. I’m not. But I made a promise and I took a vow and I don’t want to hurt him. I don’t want to break another person. I’ve broken so many before and still haven’t forgiven myself for it. I just also know I can’t live like this forever. It isn’t fair to either of us. It isn’t and I can’t keep locking myself in the closet and literally crying myself to sleep every evening after work only to emerge like some gremlin and pretend nothing happened. I just....can’t.

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consulting-celiac-in-the-tardis · 4 years

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45 of the Best Gluten Free Birthday Cake Recipes

New blog post! One of the first questions I had after my celiac diagnosis was what I could eat on my birthday...and luckily, there are plenty of delicious gluten free birthday cake recipes out there. So today, I thought I would make all gluten free birthdays a little more delicious by sharing 45 recipes for gluten free birthday cakes.

Now, there's nothing wrong with using a gluten free cake mix. If you're on a time limit or just want an easy gluten free birthday cake, I cannot recommend Pamela's chocolate cake mix enough. But if you want to make a gluten free cake from scratch, this round-up has plenty of delicious gluten free cake recipes to use...whether you're craving paleo chocolate cake, a vegan carrot cake or even gluten free donuts.

So let's dive right in!

1. Coconut Caramel Tres Leches Cake - Barth Bakery

Even the name of this gluten free cake recipe is making me drool.

2. Banana Cake (Dairy Free) - Allergy Free Alaska

If you love banana bread, this cake is your birthday wish come true!

3. Vegan Chocolate Cake (Nut Free Option) - My Pure Plants

Gluten free oats ground into flour play a delicious role in this gluten free and vegan birthday cake.

4. Pumpkin Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting - Small Farm Big Life

Delicious any time of the year...

5. Low-Carb Chocolate Cake with Berries (Keto, Sugar Free) - Refresh My Health

Who would guess that this chocolate cake is low carb and even full of veggies?

6. Keto Birthday Cake Chaffle - Keto Focus

This keto waffle recipe has three iters and creamy buttercream frosting.

7. Gluten-Free Birthday Cake (Dairy-Free Option) - Mama Knows Gluten Free

If you're looking for a classic birthday cake recipe that's also gluten free, this one is sure to please!

8. Gooey Gluten Free Chocolate Cake - Into the Cookie Jar

A flaky crust + a moist center = the perfect gluten free birthday cake!

9. Mandarin Orange Sponge Cake (Lactose Free) - Foodal

Fresh mandarin orange juice puts a citrusy twist on a traditional birthday cake.

10. Paleo Death By Chocolate Cake (Vegan) - Oh Snap Let's Eat

Chocoholics...you're welcome!

11. Birthday Donuts - Hunny I'm Home DIY

Shake up the usual birthday cake tradition with these birthday cake donuts instead!

12. Keto Funfetti Bars (Sugar Free, Low Carb) - Kimspired DIY

These keto funfetti bars are sweet enough to enjoy for dessert or healthy enough to eat as a snack!

13. Coconut and Chocolate Cream Cake - The Bear and the Fox

No flour is needed for this creamy and dreamy cake.

14. Mini Paleo Chocolate Cake with Ramekins (Vegan Option) - Oh Snap Let's Eat

No one will fight over their slice of birthday cake when you bake separate mini cakes instead!

15. Keto Lemon Pound Cake (Low Carb, Sugar Free) - Wholesome Yum

Prepping this keto cake only takes 15 minutes, so why not start now?

16. Easy Gluten-free Carrot Cake - My Gluten-Free Kitchen

This gluten free sheet-cake recipe is as easy to make as it is to eat.

17. Gluten Free Unicorn (AKA, Strawberry) Cake - Fearless Dining

This unicorn cake is almost too cute to eat, but tastes delicious when you do!

18. Chocolate Chia Cake (Paleo, Egg-Free) - One Clever Chef

This cake is one of the healthiest birthday cake recipes you'll find...but also one of the tastiest.

19. Perfect Gluten-Free Angel Food Cake - Meaningful Eats

No one will ever guess this light and fluffy cake is gluten free.

20. Caramel Popcorn Cake - Kitchen Frau

A cake? Made of marshmallows and caramel and popcorn?!? Mind. Blown.

21. Lemon Almond Layer Cake with Vegan Vanilla Frosting - Crowded Kitchen

This gluten free cake is loaded with berries and perfect for summer produce.

22. Chocolate Cheesecake - Cooking with Mamma C

And if you love cheesecake, why not make this chocolate cheesecake recipe your new birthday tradition?

23. Paleo Flourless Chocolate Cake - Delicious Meets Healthy

Only four ingredients are required for a paleo cake with a DREAMY texture.

24. 1-Bowl Vegan Carrot Cake (Oil Free, Refined Sugar Free, Nut Free Option) - Zardy Plants

For when you want to eat your veggies AND your cake!

25. No Bake Vegan Raspberry Cheesecake (Paleo) - Tasting Page

For when you want a birthday cake but don't want to turn on the oven to bake it!

26. Funfetti Waffle Cake (Vegan, Allergy-Free) - Strength and Sunshine

Start your birthday celebratory from breakfast time with these funfetti waffles.

27. Gluten Free Chocolate Chip Cookie Pizza - Faithfully Gluten Free

A gluten free chocolate chip cookie...the size of a pizza? YES PLEASE!

28. Dulce de Leche Cheesecake - Deliciously Plated

A creamy caramel topping makes this decadent cheesecake gluten free dessert heaven.

29. One-Bowl Gluten Free Chocolate Cake in the Air Fryer - Recipes From a Pantry

Who knew that an air fryer could even whip up a cake?!?

30. Red Velvet Cake (Vegan) - Pink Fortitude

This vegan birthday cake is packed with healthy ingredients AND flavor.

31. Dairy Free Chocolate and Vanilla Checkerboard Cake - A Mummy Too

This gluten free birthday cake has the best of both chocolate and vanilla worlds!

32. Flourless Chocolate Cake - Food N Service

No flour, no problem.

33. Vegan Zucchini Chocolate Cake (Allergy Friendly) - AllergYummy

No one will know this birthday cake has some hidden veggies...

34. Coffee Chocolate Mocha Cheesecake (Low Carb, Keto) - Low Carb Yum

I was sold when I saw a gluten free cookie crust...

35. Keto Chocolate Coconut Flour Pound Cake (Keto, Low Carb, Nut Free) - Fit to Serve Group

Moist. Rich. And keto friendly. What more could you want?!?

36. The Perfect Paleo Chocolate Cake - Raia's Recipes

One word: droooool.

37. Vanilla Buttermilk Cake with Strawberry Buttercream Frosting - The Organic Kitchen

Follow the gluten free version of this cake and you'll have a berry delicious dessert.

38. Vegan Chocolate Cupcakes - BREA Getting Fit

In case you're more of a cupcake lover than a cake person...

39. Super Fudgy Vegan Chocolate Cake - Texanerin

Whipped chocolate ganache is literally the frosting on the cake.

40. Funfetti Cake (Grain Free, Keto and Dairy Free Options) - Lau's Healthy Life

These gluten free birthday cake is easily customizable so you can bake a treat everyone can enjoy!

41. Raspberry Almond Cake with Coconut Cream (Paleo, Refined Sugar Free, Vegetarian) - Emma Eats and Explores

Are you a raspberry lover? Then this raspberry almond cake is the gluten free dessert you need.

42. Easy Gluten Free Sugar Cookies Recipe - Well If She Can Do It

These gluten free cookies are soft, chewy and cut into delicious squares for a cake-meets-cookie treat!

43. Wacky Cake Recipe (Egg Free, Dairy Free) - Skip to the Lou

Another vegan birthday cake that looks almost too pretty to eat!

44. Vegan Chocolate Cheesecake (Refined Sugar Free) - Nourish Plate

Creamy and dreamy...

45. From Scratch Gluten Free Trifle Recipe - Mama Smiles

This recipe is the perfect opportunity to use fresh summer berries!

Gluten Free Birthday Cake Recipes: The Bottom Line

Whatever you're doing or eating for your birthday, I hope it's a delicious day full of family, friends and food. And if this is your first birthday eating gluten free, know it is entirely possible to enjoy a gluten free birthday cake...and I hope these gluten free birthday cake recipes give you a yummy place to start! Which of these recipes would you try first? Or what is your go-to gluten free birthday cake recipe? Let me know in the comments!

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I’ve had a trip to climb Denali on the horizon for two winters now, which means I’ve had more than enough time to prep. Planning the food you’re going to eat is one of the most tedious and critical tasks on a long expedition—and probably one of the most important when nearly every day of that month will be spent exerting massive amounts of energy. Even something as seemingly small as snack choice can take, in my case, almost two years to perfect. It all started with an experiment in the fall of 2019: How many different adventure fuel options could I try before heading to Alaska? That experiment necessitated some organization, so I began logging every snack I’d taken hiking, climbing, skiing, backpacking, and more into a massive spreadsheet I called the Snack Tracker 1000. Along with the name and flavor of the product and a rating based on how much I enjoyed eating it, I would input details from the wrapper: a pile of nutrition facts and the weight of the product. And then I let Google Sheets do its best Jonah-Hill-in-Moneyball impression to spit out a final Snack Value Rating. Here’s what I learned.

The Starting Point: Breakfast and Dinner

For most trips, including my Denali expedition, breakfast and dinner are fairly predictable. Ideally we’re eating each at camp, which means these meals can be a little more traditional. Our meals—custom designed and dehydrated by Nutrition By Julie—are set up to have everything we need. But throughout the day, while we’re moving and don’t have access to a stove or kitchen, it’s more efficient to throw out the idea of “lunch” in favor of taking in smaller numbers of calories consistently interspersed between our two big meals. That’s where snacks come in.

What Is the Ideal Snack?

Calories are the obvious place to start when it comes to planning your food for a big mission. Everyone has different caloric needs (one way to calculate yours is by using the MET method)—we decided to shoot for approximately 3,000 calories per day. Our breakfasts and dinners took care of between 1,000 and 1,200 calories each, which meant we had roughly an additional 1,000 calories to slowly take in throughout the day.

Rebecca Dent, a dietitian for the mountain athlete training program company Uphill Athlete, recommends refueling every 60 to 90 minutes throughout an active day, which is somewhere in the ballpark of 200 to 300 calories at a time—much more than that, and your body will have a hard time processing while you keep moving.

In terms of the breakdown of those calories, Dent recommends a good mix of both carbohydrates and proteins throughout the day: roughly in a four-to-one ratio. While you’re active, your body will need carbohydrates (and burn them more quickly), but introducing proteins throughout the day, rather than simply resupplying them at the end of the day, will help keep your longer-term energy stores up.

On an expedition, of course, another critical factor in snacking is how much of these things—calories, carbs, and proteins—you get for the weight you need to carry. For obvious reasons, the more nutrients packed into a set weight, the less you’re going to need to carry, and the more bang you’ll get for your backpack’s buck.

But at the end of the day, according to Dent, “The most important thing is that when you get out there, you have foods that you’re going to want to eat.” Mixed with vigorous exercise, cold, and elevation, not everything is going to be palatable. “At home, everything tastes good,” Dent said, so she recommends trying all your options out in the field before a big trip.

How to Calculate It

Step one in using the Snack Tracker 1000 involves trying the food and rating its favorability: How much do I like eating it? Then I input the nutrition facts into their own columns (per package, rather than per serving, to make the math easier), as well as the product’s weight. Here’s where the math starts: dividing the number of calories by the weight gives a relatively simple calories per ounce—the snack’s weight efficiency. The higher the number, the more energy you get for what you have to carry. (For fun, you can do the same math with carbs and proteins to see which items are better at packing each of those nutrients into their size.)

From here, my goal was to see which options best accomplished two things—got as close as possible to that four-to-one ratio, and packed them as efficiently as possible—with the hope that by focusing on those that did the best of each, I could optimize both my nutrition intake and pack weight. I used three formulas to do this:

Nutrient Score=ABS((4/(Carbs/Protein))-1)*100

This spits out a score for each snack that rates it on how close it is to that ideal carbs to protein ratio. A score of zero is a perfect four-to-one. (I used an absolute value fuction here to make sure the value is always positive, to make for easier ranking.)

Caloric Efficiency=(Weight/Calories)*5000

This formula is the same as the calorie efficiency I already calculated, but scaled to roughly match the carb to protein score, and it flips it. The lower the number, the more calorie-dense it is.

Snack Value Rating=Nutrient Score+Calorie Efficiency

Finally, this Mystery Formula combines the two scores to make the ultimate Snack Value Rating, evaluating how well the foods do both things.

The Results

Out of the almost��70 snacks I tried, the top choices according to the Mystery Formula are a mix of classic standbys and surprising winners. At the very top of the list are products like Clif’s Nut Butter Bars and Cubes, thanks to a particularly impressive Nutrient Score: both have between 3.7 and 4.6 carbs for every gram of protein. But they’re equally efficient packers.

Also high on the list are various different chocolate and candy bars like Snickers and Twix, with a grocery store brand 70 percent cacao bar taking the cake. Chocolate like that is particularly calorie-dense and has enough protein (from dairy, and nuts in the case of a Snickers bar) to score well on its Nutrient Score. While you wouldn’t want your snack budget to consist solely of these sweets (they’re loaded with fast-acting sugars and don’t have a lot of the antioxidants and fibers you also need), Dent says you definitely shouldn’t count them out. “Ultimately, it comes back to do you like it and will you eat it,” she said. And in the case of candy bars, the answer is more often yes, making them a great option, especially for high altitude or during high exertion when other snacks might not go down.

At the bottom of the list are protein-heavy products like jerkys and meat sticks, which score so poorly largely because their overzealous protein content throws their Nutrient Score to the moon. Dent says there’s still a place for them, though. Not only do they add some variety in flavor and texture (making them easier to eat alongside other more homogeneous-textured options), but they can help make up for protein lost in your candy bar selections. Dent suggests pairing them with your carb-heavy snacks: the protein they provide is necessary, but is slower acting and won’t benefit you very quickly.

In the end, the Snack Tracker 1000 will never be the end-all-be-all solution for adventure snacks. Variety—in flavor, texture, and type—is critical to your nutrition over a long endurance activity. But by training an eye toward the right balance of carbs and proteins as well as the weight of each snack, you’re more likely to get everything your body needs, without breaking under your pack weight.

via Outside Magazine: Nutrition

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sredmund · 6 years

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@unexpected-profundity tagged me a while ago and I forgot, whoops! Sorry about that!

Relationship Status: Single

Favorite Colors(s): greens and blues

Lipstick or Chapstick?: chapstick, I’m not very good with makeup

3 favorite FOODS: Indian curry, raspberries, Kasutera (Japanese Castella cake)

Last Song I Listened To: Dragostea Din Tei, more popularly known as the Numa Numa song. (“Grandma Eddie, what’s the Numa Numa song?” “Well, children, in the long ago before times at the dawn of the Meme, long may they reign, there was a website called Newgrounds.com...”)

Last Movie I Watched: saw Ocean’s Eight and Deadpool 2 at a double feature yesterday, that was a fun pair

Book I’m Currently Reading/Last Book I’ve Read: I just picked up John Scalzi’s Head On, the sequel to Lock In, which I adored.

Last Thing I Googled (be honest y'all): “Japanese Castella cake,” I couldn’t remember how to spell it, which is sad because Japanese is phonetic… before that it was pictures of people in hand to hand combat for a commission

Height: 5′5”

Current Time: 1:06 am Alaska Daylight Time, one hour until the sun starts coming up (not kidding)

# Of Blankets I Sleep With: 1 sheet, 1 comforter, any more and I feel trapped under the weight

Dream Trip: the Moon, followed closely by New Zealand

Tagging: @omni-8bit, @adventurewithtea, and @polyhedralprincess, but only if you want!

#tag meme thing #i don't get tagged in these often #but they're always fun #have some random facts about me #(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

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Christmas Tree Bombe Alaska by Alisha Henderson

Prep time: Allow 2 days to create this recipe.  Can be done up to a week in advance.

Ingredients:

Sponge Cake

270g White Wings Plain Flour

35g White Wings Cornflour

2 tsp baking powder

330g CSR Caster Sugar

230g soft butter

4 room temp eggs

½ cup room temp milk

1 tbsp vanilla

Ice Cream

4L churned or store bought vanilla ice cream

Rosewater essence

200g frozen or fresh raspberries

100g crushed pistachios

½ cup shredded coconut

Pavlova

White Wings Pavlova Magic

1 x ice cream cone

To Flambé

100mL of brandy

To Serve

Dust of CSR Icing Sugar or

CSR Coffee Sugar Crystals

Equipment

1 x 30cm Croquembouche tin – or use a manila folder wrapped into a cone shape

Star piping tip

Piping bags

11” Square cake tin or sheet tray

Long safety match or extended lighter

Stand or hand mixer with whisk attachments

Method:

To make the cake: in a bowl fitted with whisk attachment, place all dry ingredients and soft butter, and beat for 1 minute until it resembles fine bread crumbs.

In a small bowl combine the wet ingredients. Add half of this to the dry ingredients and beat for 1 minute. Add remaining wet mixture and beat for 1.5 minutes until fluffy.

Line the base and sides of an 11” square cake tin with baking paper and bake for approximately 25-30 minutes. Note: You can also use White Wings Vanilla Cake Mix in place of this recipe.

Once the cake is cooled, place the base of the croquembouche tin on the sponge and cut out a circle of this size. Flip it so the pointy side is now down and cut a circle of this small size.

Take your churned or store bought ice cream out of the freezer to soften for 20 minutes.

Take approx 3L and mix in 200g frozen raspberries & 3 teaspoons of rosewater. Take 1L of ice cream and stir in crushed pistachios & shredded coconut (you can add some green food dye to enhance the colour).

To assemble: line the entire cone tin with glad wrap. Place in the small sponge circle at the tip. Take the raspberry ice cream and smear into tin all along the sides in a thick coating. Fill the centre hole with the pistachio ice cream, and smooth out the base. Take the large sponge and press into tin. Place in the freezer for at least 24 hours (or up to a week).

When it’s time to de-mould your ice cream place a warm towel over the tin and warm gently. Flip the tree out onto the plate you intend to serve it on and pop back into the freezer to re-firm.

To prepare the pavlova, use your White Wings Pavlova Magic and follow instructions on the packaging.

Take two small scoops of pavlova and place them in two separate bowls. Tint the majority of the mixture green for the tree base. In the two small bowls, dye one yellow & one red.

Take your tree out from the freezer and use a piping bag fitted with a star piping tip, and work from bottom to top to pipe the tree (you can skip this and smear the pavlova all over instead). If you feel that it is melting, place it back into the freezer in intervals. You can stick the ice cream cone on the top of the point with a smear of pavlova to secure.

Use a piping bag with a small end cut off to pipe red and yellow baubles. If they get a spike on the end, dip your finger in some water and smooth the pavlova bauble out.

Place back into the freezer until ready to serve.

Upon serving - slightly warm (do not overheat!) 100mL of brandy in a small saucepan. Using a long safety match or long lighter, wave the flame over the saucepan to ignite it. Pour brandy on the tree, to flambé it - and wow your guests!

To finish: dust CSR Icing Sugar or CSR Coffee Sugar Crystals for a little sparkle! Serve immediately by cutting into wedge portions.

By Alisha Henderson of Sweet Bakes (@sweetbakes_)

#specialoccasion #recipe

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