The New England Clam Bake from the Northeastern USA is a traditional method of cooking seafood, such as lobster, mussels, crabs, soft-shell clams, and quahogs. It’s cooked by steaming the ingredients over layers of seaweed. The shellfish can be supplemented with vegetables, such as onions, carrots, and corn on the cob. Clam Bakes are usually held on festive occasions along the coast of New England in the USA.
Sansa knew all about the sorts of people Arya liked to talk to: squires and grooms and serving girls, old men and naked children, rough-spoken freeriders of uncertain birth. Arya would make friends with anybody. (Sansa, A Game of Thrones)
Arya had loved nothing better than to sit at her father’s table and listen to them talk. She had loved listening to the men on the benches too; to freeriders tough as leather, courtly knights and bold young squires, grizzled old men-at-arms. She used to throw snowballs at them and help them steal pies from the kitchen. Their wives gave her scones and she invented names for their babies and played monsters-and-maidens and hide-the-treasure and come-into-my-castle with their children. Fat Tom used to call her “Arya Underfoot,” because he said that was where she always was. (Arya, A Game of Thrones)
Syrio Forel clicked his teeth together, sliding into his water dancer’s stance, presenting only his side to the foe. “Arya child,” he called out, never looking, never taking his eyes off the Lannisters, “we are done with dancing for the day. Best you are going now. Run to your father.”
(Arya, A Game of Thrones)
“We had to throw rocks,” she said miserably. “I told her to run, to go be free, that I didn’t want her anymore. There were other wolves for her to play with, we heard them howling, and Jory said the woods were full of game, so she’d have deer to hunt.” (Arya, A Game of Thrones)
Hot Pie scuttled back inside, abandoning them…but Gendry came back, the fire shining so bright on his polished helm that the horns seemed to glow orange. He ran to them, and hoisted the crying girl up over his shoulder. "Run!” (Arya, A Clash of Kings)
Then it was time to go. When Hot Pie asked if he might kiss milady’s hand, she punched his shoulder. “Don’t call me that. You’re Hot Pie, and I’m Arry.”
(Arya, A Clash of Kings)
[Jaqen said,] “As well ask what good is life, what good is death? If the day comes when you would find me again, give that coin to any man from Braavos, and say these words to him—valar morghulis.”
(Arya, A Clash of Kings)
So the next morning as they broke their fast, Lady Smallwood gave her breeches, belt, and tunic to wear, and a brown doeskin jerkin dotted with iron studs. “They were my son’s things,” she said. “He died when he was seven.”
“I’m sorry, my lady.” Arya suddenly felt bad for her, and ashamed. “I’m sorry I tore the acorn dress too. It was pretty.”
“Yes, child. And so are you. Be brave.” (Arya, A Storm of Swords)
Denyo had taken her up to the crow’s nest once, and she hadn’t been afraid at all, though the deck had seemed a tiny thing below her. I can do sums too, and keep a cabin neat. (Arya, A Feast for Crows)
Cat had made friends along the wharves; porters and mummers, ropemakers and sailmenders, taverners, brewers and bakers and beggars and whores. They bought clams and cockles from her, told her true tales of Braavos and lies about their lives, and laughed at the way she talked when she tried to speak Braavosi. She never let that trouble her. Instead, she showed them all the fig, and told them they were camel cunts, which made them roar with laughter. Gyloro Dothare taught her filthy songs, and his brother Gyleno told her the best places to catch eels. The mummers off the Ship showed her how a hero stands, and taught her speeches from The Song of the Rhoyne, The Conqueror’s Two Wives, and The Merchant’s Lusty Lady. Quill, the sad-eyed little man who made up all the bawdy farces for the Ship, offered to teach her how a woman kisses, but Tagganaro smacked him with a codfish and put an end to that. Cossomo the Conjurer instructed her in sleight of hand.
(Cat of the Canals, A Feast for Crows)
Cat was always the first to awaken. It was warm and snug under the blankets with Talea and Brea. She could hear the soft sounds of their breath. When she stirred, sitting up and fumbling for her slippers, Brea muttered a sleepy complaint and rolled over. (Cat of the Canals, A Feast for Crows)
“Are you truly in the Night’s Watch? I never saw a black brother like you before.” The girl gestured at the barrow. “You can have the last clams if you want. It’s dark, no one will buy them now. Are you sailing to the Wall?”
“To Oldtown.” Sam took one of the baked clams and wolfed it down. “We’re between ships.” The clam was good. He ate another. (Samwell, A Feast for Crows)
Farther down the docks she came on Tagganaro sitting with his back against a piling, next to Casso, King of Seals. He bought some mussels from her, and Casso barked and let her shake his flipper.“You come work with me, Cat,” urged Tagganaro as he was sucking mussels from their shells. He had been looking for a new partner ever since the Drunken Daughter put her knife through Little Narbo’s hand. “I give you more than Brusco, and you would not smell like fish.”
(Cat of the Canals, A Feast for Crows)
Merry bought a dozen oysters every time Cat came by the brothel and shared them with her girls. She had a good heart, everyone agreed. “That, and the biggest pair of teats in all of Braavos,” Merry herself was fond of boasting.
Her girls were nice as well; Blushing Bethany and the Sailor’s Wife, one-eyed Yna who could tell your fortune from a drop of blood, pretty little Lanna, even Assadora, the Ibbenese woman with the mustache. They might not be beautiful, but they were kind to her.
(Cat of the Canals, A Feast for Crows)
She missed the friends she’d had when she was Cat of the Canals; Old Brusco with his bad back, his daughters Talea and Brea, the mummers from the Ship, Merry and her whores at the Happy Port, all the other rogues and wharfside scum. (The Blind Girl, A Dance with Dragons)
She would miss [Mercy], and she would miss Daena and the Snapper and the rest, even Izembaro and Bobono. (Mercy, The Winds of Winter)
consider the following:
do any of you guys remember that romantic comedy that harrison ford was in called sabrina?? bc that but with skysolo.
-han is the older brother/successful business owner who takes absolutely no shit
-luke is the chauffeurs daughter except the chauffeur is leia (voice of wisdom) and he’s her brother
-lando is a business partner that often frequents the mansion and luke has been infatuated by him for forever. he thought that he was handsome, charming, and he was always just so utterly stunned by how he got what he wanted with ease.
-despite how much luke enjoys the solo mansion and how much he likes… observing lando, he still feels like he’s missing something so he goes back to his and leias hometown for half a decade and finally gets to indulge in all of the luxuries he had watched the calrissians and solos toy with for years.
-he befriended models, dated a photographer (wedge!!!,) and he just got to have a life
-back at home lando has become engaged to the daughter of a rich business owner and it all ties into his and hans business but he also really loves the girl and has forgotten all about luke
-leia writes to him explain that lando is in love, explains that the boyhood crush is done, and luke really almost doesn’t care. but he can’t help it. that little crush on lando was the last thing tying him back to america.
-so he goes back. for leia, for the calrissian solo mansion, for familiarity, for a sense of home.
-but u know the boy had to get a whole new wardrobe and a haircut before he could go back
-so he’s back and landos fiance is gone, so what better time for lando to hit on cute and unassuming boys!!
-one little problem,,, he doesn’t even remember luke. like he looks so different, he’s actually speaking up, his braces and glasses are gone,, like,, the kid looks like a complete different person.
-but han didn’t forget him. he couldn’t. but he also couldnt be smooth abt anything so he walks by right as lando inviting him to one of the famous garden parties and he goes “oh… hi luke.” and its awkward bc lando is staring and hans like “did you actually fucking forget luke?” and luke is just “lmao gotta blast bYe!!”
-when he finds leia and starts giving her her gifts and stuff he casually slips in that he was invited to the garden party by lando leia is literally the :/ emoticon but she doesnt protest
-so luke goes. fixes himself up, shaves, puts in his contacts, ties and redoes his bow tie, puts on his nicest suit, like this boy is pulling out all of the stops
-needless to say both lando and han are v v shocked because?? geeky little skywalker?! but he looks so good???!
-lando and luke dance and talk and laugh, and then lando pulls his signature woo move
-”will you meet me in the solarium?” luke blushes ad tries to hide it behind his hands.
“you’re going to bring champagne right? you put the glasses in the back of your pants, and you grab a bottle. and then you meet them”
“glad you were paying attention.”
-but han stops lando one his way to the solarium because “lando wtf luke is sweet and good and you’re messing with him” but it totally comes out as “lando ur getting married and it has financial benefits”
-and lando, completely forgetting that he has champagne flutes in the back of his pants sits down and injures his butt so he goes to the er and hans like “fuck luke is still in the solarium” and it’s literally one of the “i can’t believe that you guys are making me kiss luke!” “we aren’t” posts
-and they’re both blushing the whole time that han is in there and han can feel his heart trying to beat out of his chest
-as soon as he leaves the solarium he calls his secretary and tells her to cancel all of his plans for the next two days because he’s trying to keep luke away from lando so that the marriage isn’t jeopardized (aka he wants to spend more time with luke because he’s head over heels in love)
-and they do all of these things that be described as anything other than luxurious. they fly in a helicopter, take photos in a beautiful beach house, picnic on a beach (and the food is baked fucking clams,) and luke slowly slowly realizes that he was in love with the wrong business owner
-and when he sees lando again he doesn’t feel that fluttering boyhood that he used to, when they touch there’s no electricity. he doesn’t even want to kiss him anymore.
-and han sees them talking and he feels a strange kind of jealous because he knows it’s nothing, he knows it was always nothing,but he knows that lando thinks it was something.
-the next day luke and han stay at a restaurant for hours, just talking endlessly over their dishes and laughing
-luke thinks that han isn’t listening but that’s all he’s doing. it’s impossible for him to not listen because luke sounds so happy when he talks about paris, and he loves how his eyes light up at the mention of the future, and he’s just so unbearably in love with him
-but he doesn’t want to have to handle that because it’s new and different and he doesn’t know how hes supposed to deal with those kind of emotions, so he buys a one way plane ticket to paris. tells luke everything was a lie, tells him that luke deserves better than to be known as the chauffeurs brother. tellls him to go back to paris and to never look back.
-and lukes heart shatters,and it’s not because of his childhood crush. it’s not because of a crush at all. it’s because he’s genuinely in love and the person he wants to love is being so cold.
-and han is breaking too, but he doesn’t want luke to leave alone. so he calls lando tells him that he’ll buy the ticket,tells him that he knows he would be good to luke, tells him that luke doesn’t deserve to be in paris alone.
-lando listens,but in the end he tells han that if he’s so upset about luke being alone that he should go with him himself
-”but you love him!” “no, im’ infatuated with him. you really love luke.” and han is just “damn you’re right” so he leaves the whole business to lando and he goes to paris
-and it’s raining when he gets to lukes hotel but he doesn’t care in the slightest. he waits in the rain for lukes cab
-and when luke finally does show up han feels like he’s falling in love again, and luke feels the same
-”i thought you didn’t love me, i-i thought that it was a lie”
“that was lie.”
-and luke and han get 2 live a long gay happy life in paris the end
Destiny 2 features a primary NPC named Devrim Kay, whose idle dialogue includes lines like ‘Hot cocpa, homemade Fuan cheese, baked clams… oh, I do miss you, Mark’ and 'My dear Mark, I am toasty warm, I assure you. Though, um, you might sned me more…
She’d pouted the entire journey. But despite her protest and yelling and screaming and fighting, she’d still been strapped into the car and forced to come.
She had watched with a sullen expression as the towering skyline of the city shrank into the distance, as the built up developed areas faded until there was nothing but fields and forests.
And then they were driving on dirt track through thick forest, with chinks of water visible occasionally through the thick mass of trees.
They’d pulled up at an old lake house where she would be stuck for the next two and a half weeks.
So she pouted.
Her parents were unpacking the car and eight year old Astrid was wandering around, kicking the dirt. She hadn’t wanted to come. Maybe if she had a sibling it wouldn’t be so bad. At least she’d have had someone to play with on the journey, and be playing games with now. But she was on her own.
She stood for a moment in the rickety of jetty and looked around the lake. There were lots of other houses like this one. Though they had bustling families in making them look alive.
Then Astrid saw it. It wasn’t so far away.
An old tyre swing.
And by it, a boy.
A boy who could be no older than her. And even across the distance, their eyes met. And they stared at each other for a moment.
Then the jetty made an unnerving creek and Astrid jumped back and hurried onto solid ground again. When she looked back to the tyre swing, the boy was gone.
Had she imagined him?
She had to find out.
But before she could go anywhere her mother grabbed her and insisted on getting her ready to go to the main building for a ‘clam bake’. Astrid sighed. Maybe she’d find the boy tomorrow.
I started thinking about mermaids and selkies in New England.
Everyone knows that the mermaids live off the coast, but no one ever mentions it because everyone knows already and what’s the point of talking about something everyone knows?
Pudgy, blubbery mermaids that occasionally need to drown a dudebro who feels need to comment on the most practical body type for living in cold, steel-gray water.
Selkies shifting into women with big coats and tiny shorts to crash a clam-bake. Someone asks for directions to the nearest Dunkin’ Donuts, and they shrug and say they aren’t from around here. No one you ask for directions ever is.
Mermaids speaking with a Boston accent so thick that it doesn’t really sound like English at all and some people wonder if the humans picked up the dialect from mimicking the mermaids’ own language.
Mermaids sleeping in groups like otters, holding hands and sharing body heat.
Mermaids with scales in every possible shade of gray, and the longer you look at them, the more you see.
The Festa dei sette pesci (Feast of the 7 Fishes), aka La Vigilia, is an Italian celebration of Christmas Eve with meals of fish and other seafood. Today, it’s a meal that typically consists of 7 seafood dishes. It originates in Southern Italy, where it is known as The Vigil (La Vigilia) and celebrates the wait for the midnight birth of the baby Jesus. The long tradition of eating seafood on Christmas Eve dates from the Roman Catholic tradition of abstinence. In this case, refraining from the consumption of meat or dairy – on Wednesdays, Fridays and (in the Latin Church) Saturdays, as well as during Lent and on the eve of specific holy days. As no meat or animal fat (there is no prohibition on dairy) could be used on such days, observant Catholics would instead eat fish, typically fried in oil.
It is unclear when the term “Feast of the 7 Fishes” was popularized. The meal may actually include 7,8 or even 9 specific fishes that are considered traditional. “Seven” fishes as a fixed concept or name is unknown in Italy itself. The most famous fish dish for Southern Italians is baccalà (salted cod fish). The custom of celebrating with a simple fish such as baccalà reflects customs in what were historically greatly impoverished regions of Southern Italy, as well as seasonal factors. Fried smelts, calamari and other types of seafood have been incorporated into the Christmas Eve dinner over the years.
There are many hypotheses for what the “7” represents. It’s the most repeated number in the Bible and appears over 700 times. One popular theory is the number represents completion, as shown in Genesis 2:2: “By the 7th day God completed the work he had been doing; so on the7th day he rested from all his work.” During the feast of the 7 fishes, participants celebrate the completion of God’s promise of the Messiah through baby Jesus. Other theories include: that the number represents the 7 Sacraments of the Roman Catholic Church; or the 7 hills of Rome. It may represent perfection (the traditional Biblical number for divinity is 3, and for Earth is 4, and the combination of these numbers represents God on Earth, or Jesus Christ).
The meal’s components may include some combination of anchovies, whiting, lobster, sardines, dried salt cod, smelts, eels, squid, octopus, shrimp, mussels, and clams. The menu may also include pastas, vegetables, baked or fried kale patties, baked goods and wine. Popular dishes include:
Baccalà (salt cod) with pasta, as a salad or fried - Baked cod - Clams casino - Cod fish balls in tomato sauce - Coryphaena (dolphinfish) - Deep fried calamari - Deep fried cod - Deep fried fish/shrimp - Deep fried scallops - Fried smelts - Insalata di mare (seafood salad) - Linguine with anchovy, clam, lobster, tuna, or crab sauce - Marinated or fried eel - Octopus salad - Oyster shooters - Puttanesca traditional tomato sauce with anchovies - Scungilli salad (sea snail) - Shrimp cocktail - Stuffed calamari in tomato sauce - Stuffed-baked lobsters - Stuffed-baked quahogs - Whiting
Alright, so after how well my last series summary went (over
here) that sadist @eski-creature asked for me to do the same for Bleach. First
there are some disclaimers. It should go without saying that Bleach was much
longer than Tsubasa, so expect this rant to drag. Second, I picked up the
Bleach manga when it was about a third of the way into its run and followed it
to the end, but I never really went back to reread it. This works out all right
since most of the truly batty things happen after the halfway point, just don’t
be surprised if I breeze through the earlier parts. Finally, I’ll be breaking
this down by the story arcs in my own mind so forgive me if it doesn’t line up
with the ‘official’ arcs. Let’s get started.
As colleges crack down on alcohol at greek parties, dry socials are needed more than ever. Plan a co-ed mixer that’s active and fun, even without the booze. If guys are in attendance, they respond best to sporty events, competitions, building things and teamwork activities.
🎈 20+ GREEK SOBER SOCIAL IDEAS: 🎈
Ice Skating with hot chocolate and snacks. Or - snowman building pageant with the same snacks.
Casino Nightor Poker Tournament with rented game tables and a cool theme like Monte Carlo for a Casino event and Western for a poker night.
Bonfire, roasting marshmallows and play outdoor games.
Co-ed Football Toss
Co-ed Volleyball Tournament.
Crazy Costumes Bowling Night. Pick a funny theme for the party.
Co-ed Kickball game.
Broomball Game at the ice rink or the roller rink. Use brooms and tennis balls to play. Organize into co-ed teams.
Costume Movie Night. Rent out a movie theatre for large mixer, or screen a movie at your sorority house. Costumes and trivia games must relate to the film.
Crazy Softball Game. Sorority vs fraternity. Girls set the crazy rules for the frat such as ~ all guys must run backwards, they can only hit the ball with one arm, they have to sing a song when they reach home plate, etc… Grill out after the game.
Themed Mocktail Couples Party. Before the social, host an event where pairs of names are drawn from the sorority and the fraternity to create couples. Each pair has 1 week to come up with coordinating costumes matching the theme of the party. Award prizes at the event for different costume categories.
Inflatables are Tons of Fun! Rent an inflatable: rock wall • bungee jump • bungee run • walk on water “hamster ball” • XL slide • water slide • mechanical bull • velcro wall • obstacle course.
Clam bake, oyster roast, oyster shuck, or low country bowl.
Hawaiian Tropics Night with authentic hula dancing lessons, costumes and tropical mocktails. Everyone must wear a grass skirt!
Greek Grand Prix. Host a race on tricycles or scooters. Stage the race in heats, leading to the grand finale. Award prizes and host a race themed cookout.
Kids Night. Plan an afternoon of playing kids games like dodgeball, hopscotch and jumprope. Serve popcorn, snow cones, cotton candy and other kid’s favorite treats.
Foodie Fun. Create an evening’s entertainment based around food. Have a blindfolded food guessing contest, pancake on a spatula races and a food eating contest.
Cardboard Boat Race. Divide the attendees into co-ed teams and give each group cardboard, tape and other materials needed to build their boats. (Complete directions can be found online.) After each team has built their one-person boat, host races at your campus pool.
Backwards Party. All the girls dress as guys and the guys dress as girls. Or, everyone wears their clothes on backwards. Play some games backwards, do everything backwards, eat backwards (dessert first), and ask everyone to speak in backward sentences.
Name That Tune. Divide the group into two teams, or play in rounds. Play just a few seconds of a popular song and the first team to shout out the name of the song wins that round. If no one gets in on the first try you can play a few more seconds of the tune. Bonus points for naming the artist and the title.