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Sourdough Bread Starter

Since a lot of people were interested in my sourdough bread shenanigans, I thought I would teach you guys how to make your own starter. It’s going to take a few days to get going, and I still need more in the works pictures before the actual post, so I’m giving you this info now.

Why do I need a starter? I have powdered yeast at home.

Because that is the difference that makes sourdough bread unique! The yeast granules you get at the store were developed more military use in WWII, for rations for the soldiers, then sometime in the 1970s is when instant yeast was discovered. These yeasts work very, very quickly in comparison to wild yeast, which is why so many people prefer them now. The downside to this is, the yeast doesn’t get a chance to break down the grains as well, which means you aren’t getting all of the nutrients, and if you’re like me you can have a hard time digesting wheat. If you think you might be gluten intolerant because bread and wheat products are tough on your digestive system, it may be the wheat itself and sourdough might work for you. Just another possibility for you to look into. :)

Wild yeast takes several hours to rise, so making bread is an all day event. That being said, it’s more like, you do something, then leave it alone for 3 hours. Flip it a few times every 30 minutes for 3 hours, then let it sit for 4 more hours. That sort of stuff. This also means no hard kneading, since the gluten has time to develop on its own during the rise. (As a spoonie I cried of joy.) The fermentation from the yeast’s waste is what gives the bread the sour taste, and lets the grain develop all sorts of deep flavors.

Now that you know why, let’s get to how!

You’ll need

-a glass jar,
-some flour (I use unbleached all purpose and whole wheat, there’s others you can use, but all purpose is the least finicky) 
-distilled water (you can use your tap, but if it’s having trouble switch, sometimes there’s minerals in water that mess with the yeast).

Do not use any metal utensils on the yeast until it’s started up. Wood or plastic only. After it’s strong the metal won’t be a problem.

Day 1

In your jar, mix together 4 ounces in weight of both water and flour. This comes out to about ¾ cup all purpose flour, and ½ cup of water. It doesn’t have to be exact. What you are going for is like a thickish pancake batter. If you’re using a whole grain you’ll need to use a closer ration of flour/water since it absorbs more. Depending on the humidity of your kitchen, you could need to adjust as well. My advice is you add a little bit of flour at a time, instead of dumping it all in at once. Cover loosely, enough to keep dust & bugs out but open enough for it to breathe. A flour sack towel is good, or you can use one of those sandwich bags over the top of the jar. Store somewhere with a consistent temp between 60-78 ish Fahrenheit. 70-75 is ideal, but my house is always colder. Don’t let it get put by the oven when it’s on, or you risk the chance of killing it 

Day 2

Pull down your jar. You might already start to see some bubbles, and this is good! That’s the yeast eating. It’s fine if you don’t see any activity yet though. I suppose now is the time is to tell you that not to be concerned about any icky bacteria - the yeast keeps the mix too acidic for anything nasty to grow. You’ll want to vigorously mix in the same amounts of flour and water as you did yesterday, then recover it, and put it back in the spot you found for it.

Day 3

Check you starter, it should have bubbles all along the surface by now, and it should seem bigger than what it was when you put it up yesterday. It’s going to smell sour and musty as well (Mine was almost like a weird fruity smell for awhile!). Add in the same proportions of flour to water as you have before, you’ll probably hear little bubbles popping and smacking while you vigorously stir. Cover it, put it back in it’s place.

Day 4

The starter should be very bubbly, and will have doubled in volume (or, you’ll evidence on the sides of the jar that it grew and then deflated). If you stir it, it’s going to feel loose, and it’ll smell yeasty. Add the same proportions of flour and water as before. Stir until smooth, it’ll look silky. It honestly reminds me so much of the fake slime some people use for stimming? Cover it, put it up until tomorrow.

Day 5

Check the starter - if it’s entirely webbed with bubbles, smells acidy, yeasty, and “fresh”. It’s safe to taste - which it should be sour. If it all looks good, congratulations! Your starter is ripe and ready to make a leaven with. Those instructions will come in a further post. If you see activity, but it doesn’t seem done yet, continue with the maintenance instructions that will follow daily. If there is no activity at all something is wrong and you will need to troubleshoot and start over entirely.

Maintenance Instructions:

At this point the starter is too large too effectively feed anymore, so you’ll need to use or throw away half of the batter. Save half, then feed with the proportions you established when you started it. Do this daily for as long as the starter is on the counter.

If the starter is established, but it’s going to be awhile before you bake, place in the refrigerator and feed weekly. You’ll want to remove it 2-3 days before baking and follow daily maintenance directions.

Note: If at any point your start develops a dark liquid on top, don’t freak out! This is called hooch, and it is alcohol waste leftover from the yeast feeding. It just means your starter is hungry and needs to be fed more often, or you need to reduce the batter more before feeding. Poor off the liquid if there’s a ton, then feed.

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Obviously this makes a lot of starter, and with you only needing about ¼ cup for two loaves of bread, it can seem wasteful. The good thing, is that you can use the starter batter mixed into any pancake or muffin dough, you just won’t need leavener (baking soda/powder). I also plan to write posts with alternative recipe ideas. Last night I prepped cinnamon rolls with extra starter and let them rise overnight. Baked them in the morning and they’re amazzzzzing. I’m going to have plenty for other experiments. Also, if a friend or family member wants a starter, just give them your extra starter in a jar with some feeding directions. :)

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As far as the magick side of it, there’s a whole lot you can do as a kitchen witch during all steps of these processes. As someone who talks to her houseplants I found myself treating the starter like a little pet and being affectionate towards it. My first loaf was picture perfect, and I’d like to think this might have been why. ;)

When we get to the bread, I’ll explain how to enchant the bread with a specific purpose when you make it. As far as the starter is concerned, I would do something generic if anything since you’ll be (theoretically) growing this one specimen your whole life. I focused on strength and health of the starter itself, to make sure that it could make wonderful bread.

Smoulder Chapter 14

Summary: In which angst happens and we all meet Tomato sons boyfriend!
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Smoulder
Chapter 14

The first thought to cross Adrien’s mind was don’t panic.

Well, that was a lie. It was the first coherent thought. The ones which came before had been a cacophony of tangled emotions and questions, half-formed in his mind. Jumbled words such as Marinette, Nathanael, holding hands, walking away- together?

As he fought the crushing waves of panic, the nausea settling in the pit of his stomach, the shadows which coiled around his limbs, all of which telling him something was amiss- he tried to rationalise what he’d just seen. Even as he felt the rug pulled out from under him. The rapid change from liberating joy to suffocating dread was like running head first into an invisible wall. Helpless, defenceless, he was left watching the scene unfold before his eyes, with only his warring rationalisations for company.

They looked at each other with such joy.

Friends. They’re just friends.

He picked her up!

Maybe he was just excited about something?

They held hands, they looked like they were going on a date.

Stop jumping to conclusions.

Adrien swallowed painfully, hands curling into fists as he watched the pair walking away- still hand in hand. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight, no matter how much it unsettled him. Frozen in place, all he could is let Marinette slip out of his sight, get further and further away just as he’d believed she’d been so close.

“Oh man,” a voice appeared at his side and it took all his will to pull himself together, to place his model-mask on. Nino had caught up to him, was standing by his side. He, too, was watching Marinette and Nathanael as they rounded the corner and disappeared from view, “I hope those two aren’t an item again.”

A funny thing happens when you hear something you don’t want to. It’s not quite time standing still, instead it’s almost like the words filter through slowly- deliberately- as though to cause maximum damage. Because, until that final word lands next to the others to form a complete sentence, there’s hope. The hope is wrung out, stretched and twisted, disfigured but there. And then that last word, that damned last word, settles, and the hope is all but snuffed out.

That’s how Nino’s words struck Adrien. He could scarcely comprehend what he’d just heard.

But his heart clenched, oh how it clenched, reminded him how he was still very much alive. It squeezed in his chest until he thought it might burst from fear. No it couldn’t be possible. It couldn’t… his Lady wouldn’t lead him on unless…

Unless he’d been wrong?

Unless she wasn’t Ladybug.

But he’d been so sure!

“Wh-what do you mean ‘an item’?” He didn’t want to know. God, he didn’t want to know. Don’t tell me Nino. Don’t tell me what I know you’re going to tell me.

Adrien was vaguely aware he was trembling, but Nino wasn’t watching him. Instead, his friend had two fingers massaging the crinkle between his eyebrows, his eyes scrunched together tightly.

“Those two. They dated last summer- sort of. When you were in Italy with your dad.”

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The Beautiful Singer and His Lovely Eavesdropper

D.O request by kyungsoocollarbone: "can i request a Kyungsoo x reader scenario? the plot is he was her guy next door but they never talk until she heard him singing one night and the next day both of them stuck in the elevator after that is up to you… thank you very much^^ ps: add some smut will do >\\<“

Warning: Sexual hints and contect!

I’m sorry for taking so long to write this, thank you for waiting patienly. Unfortunately, I couldn’t really fit fully a smut into this one, but there are hints so I hope you’ll like it dear.

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anonymous asked:

Can we get UshiTen movin into their new place, all the fluff in the world pls 😍😍

Remember in the manga when Tendou burst into Waka’s room and found him reading the ads in the magazine? I rolled with that idea. And it’s shortly after the move in, but I just really liked this. Hope you like it too! -Admin Mom


Tendou was always one for a dramatic entrance, and today was no exception as he threw open the apartment door and vaulted over the threshold, arms open wide. “Wakatoshi-kuuuuuuun,” he sang. “I’m hooooo~oooooome!”

Since he and Ushijima had moved in together almost two weeks ago, Tendou had grown used to seeing his boyfriend sitting on the couch at night watching volleyball or weird nature documentaries, waiting patiently for Tendou to come home from his night class. Ushijima’s practices were during the day, so he was always home when Tendou got there. Soon Tendou would be spending his nights alone when Ushijima left for his international tournaments. So for now, he had to soak up every minute of Ushijima he could get.

However, his grand entrance was all for naught. His usual audience wasn’t in the living room—the spot where he usually sat on the couch now empty. As Tendou slid his shoes off and stepped into his slippers, he dug into his pocket and pulled out his phone. No new messages. Weird.

“Wakatoshi?” Tendou called a little louder and with a little less preamble.

“YES.”

Ah, so he was home. Tossing his messenger bag onto the couch, Tendou padded down the hall and toward the bathroom. “Wakatoshi, are you pooping? I mean I’m glad you feel comfortable enough with me to do that, but I’m not sure I’m ready to see you at your most…”

His voice trailed off as he stopped in the doorway of the bathroom, eyes widening as he took in the sight before him.

Of all the things he had expected to see, the sight of Ushijima sitting on a stool, spreading hot wax below his right eyebrow was decidedly not on that list. Ushijima leaned forward and dipped the stick he was holding into a large wax warmer on the counter, then continued to spread more wax onto his face before turning his gaze on Tendou. “Welcome home, Satori.”

“Um… Wakatoshi… What are you doing?” Tendou asked slowly.

Ushijima grabbed a strip of paper off the counter and pressed it methodically below his eyebrow, the paper adhering to the wax. “I am applying the pre-cut fabric strip over the area where I have placed the wax,” Ushijima explained. “Now I will let it rest for a moment to properly adhere to the hair. And then,” he reached up, gripping the strip between his thumb and forefinger, “I will quickly and efficiently pull the strip in the direction of the hair growth.”

Rip.

Ushijima didn’t even wince as he pulled the strip off of his face, but Tendou’s face contorted in secondhand pain. “Oh my god, like I can follow the sequence, but why are you doing this?” he asked.

“Self-care is an essential step in the mental health process, Satori.”

Tendou shook his head, watching wordlessly as Ushijima moved on to the other eyebrow. He applied the wax with the little wooden stick, pressed the strip to his face, waited a few seconds, and ripped it off the same as the first. This time Tendou only grimaced a little bit. “So like, have you always worried about your eyebrow game?”

“My eyebrows are not games.”

“It’s a euphemism, you goober,” Tendou chuckled, finally stepping into the bathroom and hopping up onto the counter. “Seriously though, what on earth could have inspired this?”

Ushijima picked up the tweezers off the counter, held up a small, magnified mirror, and began plucking at the stray hairs. “When we first started traveling for training, I discovered a delightful magazine entitled Skymall on the plane,” he explained. “It was full of fascinating products. Did you know that there was such a thing as inflatable travel weights?”

“How is that even a thing?”

“According to the product description, we need to simply add water,” Ushijima said. “They should be here within the week.”

“Wait,” Tendou narrowed his gaze. “When did you order those?”

“Last week.”

“You haven’t been on a plane in months!”

“I have a subscription to the publication.”

Tendou threw his head back and barked with laughter. “You’re so weird!” he shouted. “I didn’t even know you could subscribe to Skymall!”

Taking one last surveying look in the mirror, Ushijima nodded to himself and set it and the tweezers back down on the counter. He turned to Tendou with a serious expression. “The wax warmer was my first purchase after reading a very convincing product review. This brand is a favorite for salon professionals around the world.”

“I had no idea brow maintenance was so important to you,” Tendou said, his voice shaking with poorly suppressed laughter.

“We have not all been blessed with eyebrows like yours,” Ushijima noted, standing up and taking a few steps so he was standing right in front of Tendou. “A young child once referred to my original eyebrows as caterpillars.”

Tendou couldn’t hold back his laughter anymore, a fresh wave making his shoulders shake. He leaned forward and pressed his forehead to Ushijima’s shoulder. “Aww, you like my eyebrows, Waka?”

“They are indeed nicely shaped.”

“Such a romantic,” Tendou cooed, looking up at Ushijima. “You know just how to make me swoon.”

Ushijima’s nicely arched eyebrows furrowed as he looked down at Tendou. The expression was a bit concerning, but Tendou said nothing, just waited with some anticipation. He knew there was something coming. With Ushijima, there always was.

“Your t-zone appears to be a bit oily,” Ushijima said suddenly. He lifted a hand and traced a finger across Tendou’s forehead and down his nose.

“Wow, you sure know how to take me on an emotional roller coaster,” Tendou squawked, batting the large hand away from his face. “Build me up just to knock me down, huh?”

Without a word, Ushijima pulled back and headed out the door. Tendou could hear the door to their bedroom open, and distant sounds of drawers opening reached his ears. A moment later, Ushijima’s footsteps drew closer and he returned to the bathroom holding a small black jar. He held it up for Tendou to see.

“What’s a… ‘Mud mask’?” Tendou squinted as he read the outside of the jar.

“It is a salve-like product that draws out excess oils, impurities, and grime from your skin while simultaneously infusing your skin with minerals and essential oils,” Ushijima said, uncapping the lid and showing Tendou the black substance inside. “It has been renowned for centuries as a natural beauty remedy.”

“Seriously, you’re like a walking, talking Skymall.”

Ushijima dipped two fingers into the jar and collected a small amount of the black goop. Without warning, he reached up and smeared it across Tendou’s forehead, working the product in above his eyebrows, down his nose, and over his chin. It felt strange, a bit gritty, but actually kind of nice. Though that might have been from getting Ushijima’s full attention.

“You must leave it on for 10 minutes to allow maximum mineral absorption,” Ushijima said with a final dab.

“This is really weird. And it smells terrible,” Tendou muttered, turning over his shoulder to look at his reflection in the mirror. “Wait,” he whipped back around, “where did you get this?”

“I discovered it in a publication entitled Glamour.”

Tendou threw his head back and laughed again. “Waka, oh my god, you’re so weird!”

“You can laugh, but in 10 minutes, your skin will be clean, fresh, and glowing with youth,” Ushijima replied without inflection.

That only made Tendou laugh harder. “You gotta do it with me,” he ordered. “I’m not gonna be the only one wearing the sulfur goop.” He snatched the jar from Ushijima’s hand and smeared a generous amount over Ushijima’s forehead.

“We will have luxurious skin together,” Ushijima said.

“That’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

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Kibum & Gabbana

Author: Anonymous 5 (choitenderboobs)

Pairing: Onkey

Rating: PG-13

Warning: Street harassment (verbal only, brief)

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Gabbana was possibly Kibum’s least favourite corgi. Especially when she slipped her leash in the most overgrown (and thus interesting) sector of the gardens, and then made a bolt for the two hundred year old climbing rose. She ran like she was possessed, practically sliding through the tall grass and sunbleached dandelions, straight into a rabbit hollow at the base of the hedge.

“That little shit,“ Kibum hissed. He whipped the leash around his hand into a tight loop and doubled back across the broken cobbled path.

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hold the weight of the world on my backKurt finds out that Blaine likes to be praised in bed, and he’s more than okay helping with that.

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Kurt discovers it, surprisingly, nearly six months into them having sex. It’s by accident, after they’ve both already come and are breathing heavily, Kurt’s heart racing and his blood rushing in his ears. Underneath him Blaine’s eyes are closed, lips parted and shining in the late-afternoon sunlight. The sheets are twisted around his body, evidence of where he’d grabbed and squirmed and writhed. Kurt’s cooling skin flushes again at the thought.

They have the house to themselves for the night, Blaine’s parents gone to a wedding a city over. It’s the first time in weeks that they’d got to have proper sex, but also the first time ever that they’d really slowed things down, took the time to memorize, to learn what might have been overlooked before.

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