What I Love About Fall:
• The leaves change color
• You can wear boots/scarves/oversized sweaters
• Pumpkin EVERYTHING
• The way the air smells (crisp and autumn-like)
• Haunted Houses
• Annual Trip to Salem
• Ghost stories
• Apple cider donuts
• Apple pie
• Cinnamon flavored everything
• Pumpkin spice muffins
• Rainy mornings
• The music gets (more) nostalgic
• Burying under blankets and reading
• Scary movies
• Fuzzy socks
• Morning fog
• Caramel apples
• Pumpkin pie
• Record players
• Pumpkin patches
• Hot tea
• Pumpkin seeds
• Carving pumpkins
1box Pillsbury™ refrigerated pie crusts, softened as directed on box.
1cup granulated sugar.
¼cup all-purpose flour.
1teaspoon ground cinnamon
5cups thinly sliced peeled apples
½cup caramel apple dip
1cup all-purpose flour
½cup packed brown sugar
Step 1. Heat oven to 375°F. Make pie crusts as directed on box for Two-Crust Pie using 9-inch glass pie plate. In large bowl, mix granulated sugar, ¼ cup flour and the cinnamon. Add apples; toss to coat. Spoon apple mixture into crust- lined plate. In small bowl, mix 2 tablespoons caramel apple dip and the milk; drizzle over apples.
Step 2. In medium bowl, mix 1 cup flour and the brown sugar. With pastry blender, cut in butter until mixture looks like coarse crumbs. Sprinkle over filling.
Step 3. To make lattice top, cut second crust into ½-inch-wide strips with pastry cutter. Place half of the strips across filling in pie plate. Weave remaining strips with first strips to form lattice. Trim ends of strips even with edge of bottom crust. Fold trimmed edge of bottom crust over ends of strips, forming a high stand-up rim. Seal and flute.
Step 4. Bake 50 to 60 minutes or until golden brown. Cool 10 minutes. Drizzle remaining caramel apple dip over pie. Cool at least 2 hours before serving.
lardo met camilla through jack and they’ve been dating for about a year.
when lardo hires ford, they try to spend as much time together as possible so she can learn the ropes asap, so ford finds herself spending a lot of times in the art studios with lardo while she stresses over graduating
and ford’s so nice and she brings coffee for them both some days and lardo finds that ford is super easy to talk to, and she’s always quick with a joke to make lardo smile even when lardo is feeling her worst
and ford practically dies to first time lardo sketches her and the shine in her eyes when she tells lardo she’s gonna hang it up in her dorm GOD
(this got a lot longer than I meant for it to omg)
BTS dating someone one who is Half Korean and Half American
Because you didn’t specify if they are certain type of part American (such as African American, Latina, Native American etc…) I tried to keep this as broad as possible. If I did mention something that is normally done in one culture and not another I apologize.
Seokjin is not going to really care about your genealogy. He is dating you because he loves you and the only time this would matter would be if you still had relatives in America. Seokjin is very much a family man and he wants very much to be involved with your family. He wants to know them and learn all about theirs and your customs you may have. And he is also lowkey going to be excited to learn about the food your family makes too…
“Does that mean I get to watch your grandmother make the famous caramel apple pie you love so much?!”
He doesn’t really think about the fact that you are only half Korean. Unless you were raised in America and didn’t learn about Korean customs then he will take the time to patiently explain it to you. Especially if it is something you are embarrassed about. He knows how hard it is to be in a place that he doesn’t know what things meant so he will definitely take the measures to put you at ease.
“Jagiya, before we go out drinking tonight with the guys I want to explain the reason we drink soju a certain way…”
Hoseok was honestly a little surprised when you told him you were half American. He had no idea! He confessed that you really didn’t resemble your non-Korean parent so he didn’t even think twice about it. You felt a bit bad though because he found out when you had introduced him to your parents. He didn’t say anything right then of course but he did awkwardly ask you why one of your parents was not Korean when you two were alone. Did your Korean parent remarry? His jaw hit the floor when you explained that, No my parents did not remarry and they are my birth parents.
“Oh my god Jagiya…. Your parents probably hate me because I was staring so much!”
He is going to take this opportunity to learn more about the different cultures in America. If you were raised in Korea is going to ask about there is anything different in your household that your family does that other Korean families. Do you practice traditional Korean customs? What are some of the things your non-Korean parent does that they don’t do in Korea? Some of his questions may come across as rude but if you are ever offended by something he asks he will be quick to apologize because he would NEVER mean to upset you, he was just be genuinely curious. He has an inquisitive mind and that is something you fell in love with so you really should of been prepared for all of these questions.
“So wait a second it is actually your non-Korean parent that is the most strict about keeping your floors clean and not wearing shoes in the house? Why? That is not something you do in America… right?”
Jimin is such a caring bean. But don’t ever cross him because he will not hesitate to turn scary on someone. He knows that there are people in the world who think badly of someone who is only half of a nationality. And he will not hesitate to put someone in their place. If you happen to take after your non-Korean parent there might be someone who will make snide remarks or give you dirty looks. He spent hours working with Namjoon to come up with the PERFECT shut-your-shit-down response and will uses it liberally. He will turn from soft sweet Jimin to serious scary Jimin in under .05 seconds.
“Allow me to point out how ridiculous your prejudice is. Here in this restaurant there absolutely NO ONE who cares who my girlfriend is. No one but you. So that means you are 1 in what 40 people? You are meaningless at this very second. So please take your meaningless opinions somewhere out of our vicinity. Now.”
This is another one who is all about the family so if you have family back in America be prepared for those horribly long flights back and forth. And if those flights are not feasible then there will be many many video calls and messages being sent back forth to inquire about the welfare of each and every person in your family. Birthday presents will be carefully prepared and you if you two are unable to make it then it will sent in the most secure packaging possible and will somehow ALWAYS arrive on their birthday.
“Jagi look at these birthday cards I found online! They are perfect for your Grandfather and I even found those gloves he said he would like!” “Taehyung-ah… his birthday is not for another six months.” “It is always important to be prepared Y/N!”
Be prepared for focused student Jungkook. You know how he is learning English? Well that is all he is doing in his spare time. He will randomly ask you to quiz him and tell you not give go easy on him. He wants to be able to communicate with you family easily. If your first language is different than English? Then be prepared to spend at least 2 hours every day for the next several months teaching him. He will also ask Namjoon to only speak to him in English because he knows that even if your first language is not English it will still be best for him to speak it because you will be traveling to America to visit family. He will be absolutely prepared because he does not want inconvenient your family at all.
“Baby, can you help with this pronunciation? I don’t think I quite have it down.”
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I woke up Monday morning with a sinking feeling in my stomach, the same kind of near-vomit I feel after I get into a terrible fight with someone I love, a fight where we both got a little unhinged and said things we didn’t mean at all. Things we never would’ve said had we been in our right minds. Except I didn’t get into a fight with anyone Sunday night. Sunday night I listened to the United States’ presidential candidates claw at one another in debate with a ferocity that felt nothing short of eerie.
First of all, let me get this out of the way: I’m staunchly #WithHer. #ImWithHer for a million reasons under the sun, and for one very critical reason: She is the only sane human in the race. Which brings me to my current state of pit-stomached confusion. At what should be a seminal point in US history, the election cycle presents us with only two choices: Sanity or insanity. And, of course, this American-as-apple-pie rosemary cider caramel galette.
But I’m no political ideologue. Here’s what I am: A living, breathing, pussy-owning cis-gendered heterosexual white female citizen of the United States who believes in equality, freedom, and safety for all. Read more and get the recipe here.
At first, Langdon Construction’s longtime administrative assistant Janice was thoroughly frustrated with Mr. Reginald Langdon II. Reggie would often come in late and then begin making frequent demands of Janice’s time, putting her behind on several of her key tasks. Although Reggie was quite the looker, he had a long ways to go in the charm department that his father had mastered years before. The 23 year old eager beaver was anxious to prove himself to his father after lazing around in college for years, and the only thing he really had to show for his dad’s generous investment was his athletic body. Somehow managing to avoid even a portion of the Freshman 15, his 6’ frame was muscular, if not a bit thick in certain notable regions.
To provide an incentive for him to get in to the office on time, his father started to bring in donuts. Reggie was too lazy to go out and buy milk, so just drank the half & half from the big Costco half gallon in the company fridge. The more donuts he’d eat, the more he’d leave Janice alone in the mornings. Soon, she had an idea. Janice began finding all of the fast food coupons she could, as well as bringing in lunches for him to eat. If he was eating in his office, Reggie would eventually find enough to do on the computer so as not to trouble Janice with petty requests.
In less than a month, Reggie was sporting a beginner belly that was impossible to miss. His handsome face was a touch rounder, and he had started to let his normal clean-shaven look get stubbly. It was almost criminal how much enjoyed his morning donuts, gorging himself on the irresistible carbs and then washing them down his gullet with the fattening coffee creamer.
As time progressed, Reggie began looking like a sausage in his clothes and it was evident that he was going to be needing bigger sizes soon. After lunch, his father would come into Reggie’s office to get updates on their many projects, usually finding his growing son stuffed full of either burgers or burritos or both on top of his morning donut binge. Reggie’s gut was too full to suck in, so he’d invariably get his taut middle smacked by his father, who was always quick to point out how fat he was getting. The rounded Reggie made dense, deep drum sounds when thumped, so his dad would always linger a couple ticks to tease his ballooning boy.
After several months of nonstop eating, Reggie really did start to look like he was going to burst right out of his clothes. Janice would watch him arrive in the morning starved for donuts and wonder just how he’d been able to get his pants buttoned around his substantially swollen waistline. All of Reggie’s shirts wore like second skins on him, never failing to reveal the juicy detail of his round-edged belly button. He’d started to get on Janice’s nerves again in the afternoon, so she began ordering pizzas in every day after three o’clock. She found that this kept him busy eating until four (after all, he’d already had a big lunch, so it was difficult for him to quickly devour the pizza), and then he was too fat to move until she was ready to leave for the day.
By Thanksgiving, his beard had grown in nice and thick, just like his enormously round belly and fattened bubblebutt. The Langdons invited Janice to their home for holiday dinner, and she smiled the entire time as she watched young round Reggie gorge himself until he was quite ready to burst. Unbuttoning his excruciatingly tight pants so that he could start on his own caramel apple pie, he asked Janice if she enjoyed working him more now after they’ve had some time to get to know each other. She confidently said, “Yes, Reggie, you’ve really grown into the position nicely.”