cherry spice


a giddy park jimin for our daily dose of sunshine ☼

2009 Intipalka Valle del Sol Tannat

I’m always psyched about Tannat - especially when it’s from Peru! Both sweet and meaty on the nose with hints of cherries, raisins from Cuban picadillo, dried cherries, dates, figs, and cinnamon. Tarter fruit on the palate with dried sour cherries, dried herbs, brown spice, and hints of mint. 

3/5 bones



14% abv

Ica Valley, PERU


🌊 Review 3: Nya, Master of Water! 🌊

Because she’s one of my favorites (and in honor of her solo movie promo), Nya is next up!

🌊 Steeping: It’s fitting that the Water Ninja’s blend needs the longest soak so far, almost 6 minutes! The bits of cherry made pretty trails of red as they bobbed around.

🌊 Taste: The cherry is the dominant flavor, at first tasting like a candy flavoring but it gets richer with every sip. The blueberry isn’t in your face, but provides a unique depth to the blend. The vanilla rooibos chai adds a yummy spice, making it almost like pie! An interesting surprise comes from the cocoa nibs, as you don’t taste them in every sip, but it’s amazing when they shine through!

🌊 Overall: Another amazing blend! This one doesn’t have much of a scent at first (which is funny because Nya’s allergic to perfume), but after a moment or two the almost mysterious feeling mix of cherry and spice just fills the room! Calming, warm and certainly complex; 10/10!

🌊 Would Recommend Drinking While: taking some long overdue time for yourself; or celebrating the completion of a difficult project.


This is my entry to Hannah’s Classic Criminal Minds Quote Challenge! @reiding-and-writing

Pairing: Emily Prentiss X Reader

A/N: This fic has gone through so many changes which is why it’s so late, it was originally a different pairing, and it’s a lot different from my usual writing style. It’s also based off of a poem of the same name by Carol Ann Duffy, I can’t find it online to share so hmu if you want me to scan the poem or type it up!

Quote: “I wish psychopathic killers would be a little more respectful of our weekends, too.” 

Word Count: 3444

Surrounded by warm light, the sound of a tv distant in the house, hearty meals long since ate whilst their smell still lingers, red wine on your lips as you look to the flowers growing in the box outside your window. Forget-me-nots, pushing through the hard soil, their buds twisting as they search for the light. Standing behind this window you watch them grow, but after moments or years, they begin to wilt. Helpless, you push at the window, forced to watch as the petals fall and their stems crumple.

Then you wake up. Left tangled in sheets and bathed in the odd feeling of regret.

“What am I suddenly feeling remorseful for the plants I’ve killed over the years?” You ask, leaning against the counter and looking across to your friends.

“You know, forget-me-nots traditionally symbolise love. If you’re seeing them wilt maybe you’re subconsciously worried about your inability to salvage and maintain relationships.” Reid spoke first, barely missing a beat. You have to laugh at his words. Sure enough they were true, your most recent attempts at dating had been pitiful at best.

Yet even so, the bitter taste of spiced cherries and heavy oak still lingered just out of reach. And as you lean against the counter, a cup of crappy coffee in your hand, you can practically taste it again.

“Maybe it’s just irony?” Emily adds, stirring her coffee.

“Or a disturbing way to show my lack of gardening knowledge?”

“Actually, the window suggests that you may be a voyeur to relationships, gardening probably doesn’t have much to do with it.” As Reid speaks, you and Emily share a look, eyebrows raised over your cups of coffee.

“And somehow, that is more disturbing.” The three of you begin walking back to your respective desks. The coffee giving you the added incentive to begin dealing with the paperwork and cases piled on the side of your desk.

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a rare lunch post instead of my usual breakfast today 🌿
pretty much just threw in a bowl all of my leftovers - black beans with tomato sauce, roasted paprika chickpeas, sauté broccoli with mushrooms & cherry tomatoes, baked Italian spices potatoes, Thai tempeh and a huge spoonful of hummus 🐮🌸
ive been feeling so great lately, taking time for myself, relaxing, working out - the weather is starting to get lovely & life is just great 💘


Atlantic: “Oh dear, are you ok Cherry?”

Cherry: “I’ll be fine, i just….i’m just surprised is all.”

Atlantic: “Would you like to hear a corny joke to cheer you up?”

Cherry: “Um, sure?”

Atlantic: “What does Charles Dickens keep in his spice rack?”

Cherry: “I don’t know, what?”

Atlantic: “The best of thymes, the worst of thymes.”

Cherry: *bursts out laughing*

anonymous asked:

I get creeped out by men who say they're "popping their cherry" when they try something new. I hate the term in general, but it annoys me when men say things like, "I'm popping my pumpkin spice latte cherry!" or, "This is the first time I've watched Star Wars, I popped my Star Wars cherry!"

A Letter From Home | {officialjamesbarnes}

It took Clint a while to compose an acceptable first letter. He didn’t know what he wanted to say, but he hand’t been thinking of that at all when he first signed up for the program. He’d been thinking of being in a hot desert on Christmas Day and being so far from home. He wanted to send a card and some small gifts to someone who needed it. He’d already packed up regulation socks, basic toiletries, dried fruit, and gummy sharks.

Hello Soldier,

He wrote for the fifth time…

As I sit here writing this letter, I am thinking about Christmas Day coming up in a month. My found-family spends the whole day together; eating, playing games, and opening presents. I have a dog, Lucky, who loves racing through piles of wrapping paper. It’s a good thing it’s just a bunch of adults sitting on the floor and getting run over, I think some of the kids I work with would get buried in the aftermath.

I realize that you are millions of miles away from your family and home. You’re probably eating a MRE instead turkey, and potatoes and gravy, or my homemade spiced cherry pie. Instead of opening presents at home with your family, you may only be opening this letter from me.

I’ve heard that “All Hearts go home for Christmas”, and never really thought about what that meant. I believe that your heart goes home more often, because you are so far away. I want you to know that my heart is with you overseas, and I will think of you often, even though I don’t know your name yet.

I work at a hospital in New York in the children’s ward. I’m a physical therapist and Lucky is a trained and registered therapy dog, although his job is quite different than mine. Every year the staff try to give a card to every kid, and I…. well, I went a little crazy last year during after Christmas clearance and ended up buying almost 50 packs of Christmas-y stationary, and each one had at least 20 pages. So here I am, writing almost a thousand Christmas letters for all of my kids that I’ve seen over the last year, and the rest…

There was a flyer on one of the community bulletin boards about sending letters to soldiers. So I wrote up about 10-20 different types of letters and printed them all off and sent them in. And then, the program reached out to me and asked if I wanted to get a designated soldier. A penpal, really. I sat down to write this letter. If you’re gonna be my soldier, I thought you deserved something more than a card that 50-100 or so other soldiers got.

 I don’t know how many more from my community will add to this number. Or if this even makes a dent, or difference, but I feel some satisfaction in knowing that I gave my all to express my gratitude to you and a thousand more. If you are camped out in trenches, fields, barracks or cities, and thinking that no one at home remembers you… I want you to know that there are people here who think of you, who care and want you to come home safe.

Thank you for your sacrifice, and the sacrifice of family & friends. Thank you for your dedication, and service to our country. 

I’ve enclosed a calling card so you can call home. Let me know what you like for goodies, I’ll be glad to add them in your next package.

Looking forward to hearing your response,

Clint Barton

He signed his name and had Lucky put an inky paw at the bottom for his signature, too. The next day he posted it at the non-profit (they sent out all the packages and Clint would pick up any letters there) and began the wait to hear back from his Soldier.


Shades: (in order as the picture)

  1. Napoleon
  2. Berry Strudel
  3. Toasted Marshmallow
  4. Orangesicle
  5. Apple Crisp
  6. Chocolate Crepe
  7. Banana Split
  8. Funnel Delight
  9. Sorbet
  10. Black Cherry Tart
  11. Tres Leches
  12. Spice Cake

If you want to know what they look like on the lips, heres a video: click here

2001 Tenuta Vitanza Brunello di Montalcino DOCG

Nothin’ like a nice Brunello to welcome fall! Black and red cherries, blackberries, toasted oak, leather, and even a hint of vanilla on the nose. Cherries, plums, vanilla, leather, spice, and toasted wood on the palate. Cheers to fall!

4/5 bones



13.5% abv

Brunello di Montalcino (Tuscany), ITALY