Life as We Know it

fluentisonus:

ALT

killing them for this btw

memeuplift:

raevenlywrites:

fairycosmos:

sudden urge to burst into tears. im not a toddler i just agree with their beliefs

• World is hard, scary, confusing
• Needs not being met
• Little to no control over my environment
• Overwhelmed and need some release
• Desperately want a nap

Yeah, that checks out

sp-eedysp-special:

alexseanchai:

shanastoryteller:

is there anyone out there with a nyt cooking subscription

will they send me the chamomile tea cake with strawberry icing recipe

This buttery, chamomile tea-scented loaf is a sweet pop symphony, the Abba of cakes. A pot of flowery, just-brewed chamomile isn’t required for drinking with slices of this tender loaf but is strongly recommended. In life and in food, you always need balance: A sip or two of the grassy, herbal tea between bites of this cake counters the sweetness, as do freeze-dried strawberries, which lend tartness and a naturally pink hue to the lemony glaze. This everyday loaf will keep on the counter for 3 to 4 days; be sure the cut side is always well wrapped.

Ingredients
Yield: One 9-inch loaf

½ cup/115 grams unsalted butter
2 tablespoons/6 grams chamomile tea (from 4 to 6 tea bags), crushed fine if coarse
1 cup/240 milliliters whole milk
Nonstick cooking spray
1 cup/200 grams granulated sugar
½ teaspoon coarse kosher salt
2 large eggs
1 large lemon
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1½ cups/192 grams all-purpose flour
1 cup/124 grams confectioners’ sugar
½ cup/8 grams freeze-dried strawberries

Preparation

Step 1

In a small saucepan, melt the butter over medium heat. Add 1 tablespoon chamomile to a large mixing bowl. Pour the hot melted butter over the chamomile and stir. Set aside to steep and cool completely, about 1 hour.
Step 2

Use the same saucepan (without washing it out) to bring the milk to a simmer over medium-high heat, keeping watch so it doesn’t boil over. Remove from the heat, and stir the remaining 1 tablespoon chamomile into the hot milk. Set aside to steep and cool completely, about 1 hour.
Step 3

Heat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 9-by-5-inch loaf pan with the nonstick cooking spray and line with parchment paper so the long sides of the pan have a couple of inches of overhang to make lifting the finished cake out easier.
Step 4

Add the sugar and salt to the bowl with the butter, and whisk until smooth and thick, about 1 minute. Add the eggs, 1 at a time, vigorously whisking to combine after each addition. Zest the lemon into the bowl; add the baking powder and vanilla, and whisk until incorporated. Add the flour and stream in the milk mixture while whisking continuously until no streaks of flour remain.
Step 5

Transfer the batter to the prepared pan and bake until a skewer or cake tester inserted in the center comes out clean (a few crumbs are OK, but you should see no wet batter), 40 to 45 minutes. Cool in the pan on a rack for 30 minutes.
Step 6

While the cake cools, make the icing: Into a medium bowl, squeeze 2 tablespoons juice from the zested lemon, then add the confectioners’ sugar. Place the dehydrated strawberries in a fine-mesh sieve set over the bowl and, using your fingers, crush the brittle berries and press the red-pink powder through the sieve and into the sugar. (The more you do this, the redder your icing will be.) Whisk until smooth.
Step 7

If needed, run a knife along the edges of the cake to release it from the pan. Holding the 2 sides of overhanging parchment, lift the cake out and place it on a plate, cake stand or cutting board. Discard the parchment. Pour the icing over the cake, using a spoon to push the icing to the edges of the cake to encourage the icing to drip down the sides dramatically. Cool the cake completely and let the icing set.

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ode-on-a-grecian-butt:

Hey Ron DeSantis hows your presidential campaign going? 

anonymouscomrade:

fruityyamenrunner:

indelicateink:

depsidase:

painfully true

ALT

Imagine saying “where sweets are baked, not bought” about the decade that invented blue raspberry

company:

blusoldier:

company:

incel-moved-deactivated20210803:

half of this website should learn this

Shut the fuck up

parotcardsroxy:

niamhermind:

parotcardsroxy:

parotcardsroxy:

well here’s the thing about birds: sometimes they are pink

pink robin

galah

pink headed fruit dove

roseate spoonbill

pine grosbeak

american flamingo

rosy bourke’s parakeet

two barred crossbill

anna’s hummingbird

Corellas too.

very true!

here’s one i work with :) her name’s snowball and she’s a tanimbar corella!

thekidsarentalright:

27 / so much (for) stardust

thekidsarentalright:

thekidsarentalright:

so patrick played. leonard cohen hallelujah. and then the 8 ball song was 27. i dont. i cant think abt the implications of that for too long or i will burst out into tears but oh my god

patrick played the song that saved petes life when he was convinced he wasn’t going to make it 27 and didn’t have anymore life to live and then they played the song titled after the age he thought he was never going to live to see about thinking he had no more life to live, that he was wasting away and there was nothing more beyond that. they did this in the same show. they played the song that conveyed the lows of petes crushing depression and the song that gave him the ultimate will to keep going despite. they did this and pete is so smiley and happy and alive and free. oh my god

charlesoberonn:

thingstrumperssay:

I’m not giving context for this because it’s funnier that way.

Joining Ted Cruz’s war on Barbie on the side of Barbie.

mortalfortaxpurposes:

the healing tour

pete’s heaven iowa speech / patrick seeing the crowd light up after playing spotlight (oh nostalgia) / playing favorite record as a surprise song / pete smiling and singing along to the kintsugi kid (ten years) / patrick covering leonard cohen’s hallelujah / pete’s speech about found family in l.a. / patrick forgetting the lyrics to 27 and the audience screaming them instead / patrick smiling during saturday / patrick hugging joe on his first night back / playing the kids aren’t alright as a surprise song

bloodenjoyer:

Life advise . if the bus smells like pee do not sit down never pay for anything you could get for free dont work retail if you value being seen as human always give money to homeless people when u can if youre buying a jacket never settle for fake leather just look for real leather and youll find the right thrift shop eventually make sure to have chapstick with you at all times dont use a public restroom until youve checked to make sure theres toilet paper in the stall with you dont eat out if you cant tip shoplifting from corporations is totally fine and vandalism is also ok Dont get caught always trust ur gut unless your tummy hurts in which case do not trust your gut take an antacid take benadryl when you are itchty but never more than 2 at a time dont get high on benadryl because it sucks Do not get high on any cough syrup with acetaminophen in it if you value your liver do not listen to brendon uries solo work sometimes you should eat a little treat just because youcan. Always dress extravagantly and wear platform shoes if you can. Be nice. ok thats it

aquitainequeen:

David Slack warning against AMPTP trying to turn the unions against each other, and stating the facts.

dark-haired-hamlet:

saint-sacrilege-blog:

100% Disagree

It’s an underdog story about classism in which the folk hero (Johnny) is confronted by a powerful man (the Devil) who tries to exploit the hero’s perceived ignorance and inferiority by offering a great reward with impossible odds. Although Johnny warns him that looks can be deceiving, and that he’s going to regret the dare because Johnny is the “best there’s ever been”, the devil is blinded by his greed and arrogance.

The devil creates an awful cacophony of technically excellent fiddle playing that would be impossible for Johnny to replicate. It’s a trick.

But Johnny just grins at him and starts to play “simple” classic country fiddling songs - Fire On The Mountain, House Of The Rising Sun, and Daddy Cut Her Bill Off. He doesn’t rise to beat the Devil - he simply creates his own music from his home, in the style that he knows, and his love of it and the familiarity of the music make his “backwoods” fiddling more perfect than the Devil could ever achieve.

It is thus the devil’s pride, not Johnny’s, that allows Johnny to Bugs Bunny his way into a golden fiddle.

(In that sense, I do agree that it is the most American song: in a land of prejudice and inequities, great power lies - dormant but ever-present - in those we underestimate and attempt to exploit.)