mountain of cheese

annawrites  asked:

i've enjoyed your prompt fills so much, thank you for sharing them!! if you feel like it: chef!andrew trying (and failing) to woo picky eater neil with fancy food? :)

The thing about growing up on the run is that you never really develop a palate.

You eat what’s there to be eaten, whatever you manage to stuff in your pockets while your mother distracts the cashier trying to haggle for cigarettes, as if it’s anywhere near possible to haggle in a 7/11.

You eat school lunches, bland chicken nuggets and congealed mac and cheese and unseasoned carrots with those little close to expired fruit cups with the peaches and cherries and simple syrup.

You drink gas station coffee—maybe it stunts your growth, but you drink it anyway—and fill old plastic water bottles from drinking fountains or public restroom sinks.

At least, that’s what Neil tries to explain to Matt one day, when Matt invites Neil to his favorite restaurant in his hometown. It just so happens that Matt’s hometown is New York City, and the chef at this place has a Michelin star, but Neil isn’t on the run anymore and his paycheck is hefty enough that he can afford it.

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next-door-writer  asked:

I want grilled cheese

Ok, so what you do it grab your bread (make sure it’s that good whole grain stuff, not that bleached white bread crap), cheese of your choice, some of that good ol’ mayonnaise (not the instrument), and maybe a teeny tiniest bit of good ol’ butter to be healthy. Next, get your handy dandy butter knife and slather that creamy mayo onto one side of each slice of bread. Get your cheese out and get as much cheesy goodness you want because treat yo self amiright. Then, turn on your stove and smack a pan on top of the fire. Put your lil bit of butter in and let it melt into a pool of delicious grease. Slap a slice into the pan with the mayo side facing down. Sprinkle that mountain of cheese and slap another piece of bread on top (mayo facing out). Flip that goodness over when you feel like it is crispy enough. If you like it burnt, go right ahead and verbally roast it. After your have savagely roasted it and it has lost it’s will to live, give that thing a smack down with the spatula to show it who’s boss. Slide it out of the pan when you’re satisfied with your creation. Don’t worry about it being hot because ain’t nobody got time for that. Now you can nom and devour your newborn grilled cheese child.

Hope & Healing (Newt Scamander X Reader)

@mudbloodscars requested: Reader is very self-conscious about her looks/weight and doesn’t think she’s pretty at all. She is very sarcastic and cracks jokes a lot, but inside she is very depressed and anxious. (Element of thoughts about self-harm, but if that makes you uncomfortable, you can leave it out.) Newt senses something is up and tries to dig deeper, but reader is so anxious that she doesn’t trust anyone. One night, reader can’t sleep at all and starts crying (just because of general anxiety). Newt hears and rushes in. It’s very fluffy, a little dark, but they end up having a little make-out session and say they love each other. @ashfox1203

A/N: *For everyone feeling this way, please know that no matter what, you are loved and needed and the world is a better place with you in it. We all have a part in the story. Make it the best! You will find hope!*

Title: Hope and Healing



Pairing: NewtXReader


Warnings: Fluff, Angst, implied self harm but nothing graphic

Fluff Level: Out of control!

Author’s Notes: This is a little gift for my new friend Alexis. I enjoyed writing this because it was a bit of a challenge for me as I don’t typically write too much angst. (I’m all about that fluff life.) But, I DO like to branch out with my writing and this helps. I really hope you enjoy it, girl! As always, feedback is appreciated.

Newt had tripped over the same hole in the floor of his shed about a hundred times now. 

“Well Pickett, about time we patch that up, don’t you think?" 

The Bowtruckle squeaked in response, peering out from the lapel of Newt’s coat.  

"Yeah, I agree. Maybe later.” Newt smirked, walking out of the shed.

You were standing near the Occamys, laughing gently at the little creatures as they writhed around in their giant nest. You somewhat envied them. They looked so comfortable. “Hello, little ones, I wish I could cuddle up with you and take a nap.”

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(first is without pepper and extra sauce, second is with pepper, the extra sauce, and parmesan)

Baked mac and cheese from the Smoky Mountain Brewery in Gatlinburg, TN.

noodles were al dente and perfect amount of chewiness! it’s pretty good even without the extra cheese sauce they give ya on the side. not too cheesy because it was baked but still good. 7/10

BRB! I’m hiking in the Alps!

Back in a week!
Please share some fresh memes while I’m rolling off a mountain (sans cheese wheels or avec! I’m cool with either one) because I’ll be suffering from meme withdrawal for sure.
Stay excellent!


Sierra Nevada Mountains - Sunset Mac & Cheese

On our recent backpacking trip into the Sierra Nevada Mountains we stopped at our favorite dinner location along the way. A nice quiet spot in the Alabama Hills looking up at the beautiful crags of Mt. Whitney, the tallest peak in the lower 48 states. When the sun started to set we were in for a breathtaking surprise of insanely beautiful color. Awestruck.

  • me at Olive Garden, literally buried in parmesan cheese that's about to go above all the other patrons' heads and is slowly climbing up to a point where even the tallest waitstaff can't reach above the cheese mountain anymore: (muffled) "when"
If You Do - Pt. 2

Group: GOT7
Member: Jackson
Type: fanfiction, little bit of fluff, slight angst in the beginning

Pt. 1    Pt. 2    Pt. 3     Pt. 4    Pt. 5

I love you

Eyes closed, drifting along on the clouds beneath the splendid summer sun. On green grass lands, as far as the eyes can reach, only enclosed by forests possessing aerial beauty.

A pent up breath, followed by the air that filled your lungs like heavenly fresh water on your skin during the passage of a sweltering wind.
Hope, hopeful…Reaching and looking forward to a new discovery. The soft grasp the world has on you, a gentle embrace from the magic all around….

The bright white cloth of your dainty sundress dancing on the breeze as rays of sunshine warmed your smiling face. The sweet aroma of the daisies adorning the ethereal meadow filling your nose with delight. 

Unsuspecting, unconcerned and unjaded, darting through the prodigious paradise, you didn’t notice a foreign frame of a person distorting the pretty picture of the flower-coated pasture, until you nearly tripped over it.

The sun suddenly got blocked with black clouds, the warmth of the sun and gentle summer breeze cowering away with the approach of assailing icy winds. The melodious, clear chirping of the birds abruptly came to an end and the bouquet of daisies changed into a rotten, disgusting stench. 

The unimaginable happiness enveloping you just mere seconds ago morphing into a feeling similar to despair and overwhelming sadness. You looked down to identify the obstacle that made you trip and you quickly discovered it was a human figure laying spread out on the now arid ground, withered daisies surrounding it.


You gasped and slapped your hands over your mouth, your eyes widening almost comically as you screamed at the top of your lungs.

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For those who asked:

💫Fajita bake💫

Stir fry 450g strips of beef, then put to one side. Stir fry one chopped onion and two chopped peppers till soft then add the beef back in. Add a tin of tomatoes and a shake of chilli powder and stir it all together.

Divide the mixture between 8 wraps, roll each one up and snuggle them next to each other in a baking dish.

I had 300mls double cream leftover in the fridge so I warmed it up and stirred a mountain of grated cheese into it till the cheese melted. Spread it over the top then baked the whole thing in the oven at 180C for 30 mins.

I make a lot of bakes similar to this because often the family all end up eating at different times and so it’s easy to have a big one-dish-meal for people to serve themselves as and when.

magical fourth questions (an icebreaker-style ask meme)
  • : so for some reason it has become my position to come up with icebreaker questions for most groups i'm in, and they're generally well received so here are some of them in the form of an ask box meme thing
  • 1: if you had a one-way time machine, what time period would you want to live in?
  • 2: if you had a magic tree house (like the books) and could only bring one other person on your adventures, who would you choose?
  • 3: if you were a pair of shoes, describe those shoes.
  • 4: if you were a painting, what would you depict?
  • 5: if you were a bird, what strange materials would you add into your nest (shoelaces, pompom pieces, hair, etc)?
  • 6: if you were a butterfly, what would your wings look like?
  • 7: if you made a horcrux, what object would you use?
  • 8: if you could have any other language be magically placed into your brain so you could speak it as though you were a native speaker, what language would you choose?
  • 9: if you were weather, what would you be?
  • 10: if you could own a celestial body (star, planet, asteroid, etc), what would you want?
  • 11: if you could bring back any trend, what would it be?
  • 12: if there were another one of those "sending things into space for the aliens to know about humans" things, and you got to choose something to sen into space, what would you send?
  • 13: if you could be best friends with any character from something produced by disney, who would you pick?
  • 14: if you were a piece of furniture, what would you be?
  • 15: if you were toast, what would you have on you?
  • 16: if you were a city, describe the kind of people who live there.
  • 17: if you were a nascar racecar, what would your number one corporate sponsor be?
  • 18: if you were a material (silk, leather, tweed, etc), what would you be?
  • 19: if you were a potato, how would you be prepared?
  • 20: if you were a mix for creating a baked good, what baked good would you create?
  • 21: if you were a box in an attic, what would you contain?
  • 22: if you were a graffitied wall, what would you say?
  • 23: if you were given ~luck~ but it needed a vessel to be carried in (a lucky coin, a lucky necklace, etc), so that you only had the luck when you were carrying/wearing said vessel, what object would you choose?
  • 24: if you were a broken clock, what time would you be stuck at?
  • 25: if you could design a crest (like a family crest or a house crest if you're into harry potter) to represent you, what would it look like?
  • 26: if emotions could be induced through medicinal means, what emotion would you want to try?
  • 27: if you were a farmer, what would your primary crop be?
  • 28: if you were a briefcase, what would you contain?
  • 29: if you could only wear one pair of pants for the rest of your life, what pair would you choose?
  • 30: if you could read any book for the first time again, what book would you choose?
  • 31: if you had antlers, where would you want them to be placed on your body?
  • 32: if you were a bag of chips, what would your chip-to-air ratio be?
  • 33: if you lived in a medieval story, what character trope (witch, knight, peasant, etc) would you be?
  • 34: if you had a pet shark, what would you name it?
  • 35: if you had to move to any other planet in this solar system, assuming you would be provided with conditions to support life, which planet would you choose?
  • 36: if you could double the efficiency of any of your organs (make your stomach digest twice as fast, make your brain twice as smart, etc), which organ would you choose?
  • 37: what is your favorite pattern?
  • 38: if you were a sorcerer/sorceress, what would your wand/staff look like?
  • 39: what flavor fluoride do you choose at the dentist?
  • 40: if you were a shampoo, what would you smell like?
  • 41: what would you combine with chemical X to make a powerpuff you? (instead of sugar, spice and everything nice)
  • 42: if you were an item in a dollar store, what would you be?
  • 43: if you were a mattress, what size would you be?
  • 44: if you were a crayola crayon color, what would you be? (purple mountain's majesty, mac n cheese, etc)
  • 45: if you wrote a young adult novel, what would the name of your protagonist be?

i’ll sleep on the couch // kicked out of the liquor store // narcissistic suburban white trash christ // i’m gonna fuck the devil in his mouth

charlie kelly

house on fire - ghost mice
“what if we [swam] into nothing?” - the wonder years
cat fights in every can - roman candles
space princess - human kitten
i like bein buzzed alone (glug glug glug glug glug) - free cake for every creature
cupcake mountain - roman candles
mice eat cheese - modest mouse
everything is fine - teen suicide
if i fall asleep the cats will find me - dowsing
situational comedy - hurry

dee reynolds

only in the movies - plumtree
detached - catnaps
endless bummer - jackie trash
what’s another lipstick mark - adult mom
i have feelings and they happen - second marriage
“get over it” - contron
what i’m made of - candy hearts
dorothy dale diebold - boy crush
philadelphia, don’t you haunt me - cyberbully mom club
coals - modern baseball

dennis reynolds

the beer - kimya dawson
chicago - human kitten
girls don’t like me - boy crush
clinically - cyberbully mom club
i bought a gun - elvis depressedly
pretty boy - jackie trash
tell you you deserve this - contron
parking lot graves - pill friends
drunk text romance - cyberbully mom club
all night diner - modest mouse

mac mcdonald

fucc the devil - andrew jackson jihad
what if i am queer? - human kitten
jesus rots inside his grave - elvis depressedly
fight night champion - cyberbully mom club
workout - gleemer
swallow - teen suicide
prayer - jordaan mason and the horse museum
philadelphia - human kitten
murder me for my sins - pill friends
tough guy - cyberbully mom club

Gastronomic Differences in the Italian Regions

When it comes to cooking, pasta in its different shapes and forms is the adhesive that unifies Italy - but there are great regional differences. Only a few dishes are considered ‘national dishes’; each region has its own typical food, cooking methods, and recipes, as well as dialects. This is due to centuries of small city states before the country, at least on paper, fairly recently was “united”. The Unified Kingdom of Italy only happened in 1861. As a result, Italy is all about regional food. To experience the best of Italian cuisine, one should try typical dishes in their home region. There are some trends that allow the division of Italy into 3 general areas, coinciding with the approximate geographical division into North, Center, and South.

North: Gastronomic tradition here revolves around hearty food, hot soups, minestrone, vegetables like radicchio. The Northern tradition is based on dishes richer in fat, more of cold weather and mountain foods. Cheese, truffles, apples, polenta, risotto, mushrooms, speck, butter, game, gnocchi, and Germanic influences with buckwheat and potatoes. Example: Pizzoccheri, short tagliatelle made with 80% buckwheat flour and 20% wheat flour, cooked along with Swiss chard or Savoy cabbage and cubed potatoes, layered with cheese, and dressed with garlic and sage that are lightly fried in butter. 

Center: The Center is renowned for being the area of heavy-bodied foods: Pecorini (cheeses from sheep’s milk), Scamorze (cow’s milk cheeses similar to Mozzarella), Insaccati (sausages), and Sottoli (pickles/preserves). Umbria is famous for truffles and mushrooms. Some special pastas here include: paste fresche, maccheroni, and spaghetti alla chitarra, often with sauces containing meat and game. The meat of choice in this area is pork. 

South: Southern food is typical Mediterranean cuisine. A lot of fish; shellfish on pastas or pizzas. Pizza in Naples it’s relatively thick by Italian standards. Mozzarella and other dairy products are specialties here. A lot of herbs and spices are used, seasonings like basil, oregano, citrus, red pepper. tomato-based sauces. Mozzarella di Bufala Campana is the pride of the South. All cooking is done with olive oil while in the North, butter is often used.

What werewolves and the sea have in common, chapter 1.

“We’re WHAT?!” Stiles shouted, dropping his bag of lacrosse gear onto the floor with a loud thud. “There’s absolutely no way. Did hell freeze over? Is this a fever dream? Scott, you’re not actually thinking of going through with this, right?” The aforementioned teenage werewolf shrugged, tilting his head to the side while averting his gaze. 

“W-well, I thought it wasn’t a completely bad idea. They did help us with the Jackson-being-a-kanima thing, and maybe we could get a chance to know them better. What could it hurt?” He smiled, running a hand through his tousled brown hair. 

“Me, my status as currently living, and my summer plans of doing fuck-all-nothing! That’s just three things off the top of my head, I’m sure I could come up with more. I can’t even believe that sourwolf would even want to go to the beach, much less act as chaperone to a bunch of preschoolers.” 

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