i still remember her, you know?

my grandmother, that is. a woman who loved to play shop with me, to feed me her twist on new york style cheesecake, who loved to gift me with dolls from poland and the odd teddy bear or two. i remember her warmth, the slightly shrill voice, the woolen clothes and those brown loafers that she loved so much.

but i also remember how i’d catch a version of her that i wasn’t used to - a woman who looked much older, with ghost-white knuckles, and a hardened face that was far too solemn for someone who gave and gave and gave - for someone who deserved so much more than what she was given. i remember how that version of grandma would speak, too. in a hushed voice, speaking in the mousiest of whispers, as if she were a teenager again, trying not to make a peep as she hid with her whole family under the floorboards of a family friend’s home.

i also remember the tears. how they’d just… appear, from nowhere. sometimes they’d just start falling from her face mid-sentence, other times it was when she was looking forlornly out of the large window in the living room that i’d drawn on as a toddler. they were not the same tears she shed as a teenager, after watching her mother be taken away by men who embodied and reveled in pure evil. they were cracks in the wall that my grandmother had built.

then there were those days where i’d catch her looking at her arm, and the faded numbers that had overstayed their welcome there. it was like black paint on a white canvas only that canvas was a person and that paint had not been spilled accidentally, but tattooed into the arm of a young girl who had lost everything but her humanity - something the man who gave her the tattoo never had.

but worst of all, i remember how she’d frantically run about the kitchen to make me a meal when she learned i hadn’t eaten for a day. i asked her why.

“because, bubula, i know what hunger feels like.” she replied. i didnt quite understand the depth of that back then.

like how i didn’t understand the tremor in her hand when we walked past a group of teenage boys who made a hitler joke. how i didnt understand why she had to pull over on the side of the road to sob when she heard that a fellow holocaust survivor had died on the radio. 

my grandmother was a fighter and a survivor and she was a woman who was strong as steel and as sweet as honey-dew. she was a woman who gave and gave and gave, a woman who deserved all the stars in the sky and pearls in the sea.

my grandmother was ripped from the arms of her family, she thrown into the deepest pit of hell, and she survived the flames. because my grandmother was a survivor of the holocaust.

never forget.

anonymous asked:

A very popular Tumblr post asserts that white people can be controlled with cheese. In Steve's case, it's New York-style cheeseCAKE.

Steve should have known this would happen.

All he did was answer a simple question from a seven-year-old with big, brown eyes and curly hair.

“What’s your most favorite food?”

“Cheesecake,” Steve offered easily.

Her eyes grew impossibly larger on her face. “Really? My mommy told me it was broccoli.”

“Uh-” Steve stuttered, imagining hoards of angry parents swarming Avengers tower. “I love broccoli! I eat it whenever I can, but I’d do anything for a big slice of New York cheesecake. Even eat two plates of broccoli first!

The little girl smiled, satisfied with his answer.

“Hmm…” Steve heard behind him. He turned to see Natasha, Sam and Tony squinting at him. He sighed. Things were about to get real annoying real fast.


Steve could reach out and grab the plate if he really wanted to, but he happened to know that Pepper’s favorite vase was in front of him. If he did reach out, Tony would lurch away and Steve would probably end up breaking the vase. He liked Pepper too much to do that to her.

“Say ‘please’!” Tony chides.


“I know you want it. Come on, just say it.

“No! That’s my cheesecake, Tony. You stole it when I went to the bathroom.”

“Okay,” Tony says. Then he grins. “Say ‘Tony’s my favorite Avenger’, then.”

Steve rolls his eyes. Tony tries again. “Say ‘I hate freedom’.” Which just makes Steve roll his eyes once more. He sighs and turns to leave the room. Eventually Tony will get bored enough to leave his cheesecake alone. He went all the way to his favorite bakery in Brooklyn today to get it. He’s willing to wait to eat it in peace. He’s halfway to the doorway when he hears, “Okay, I’ll just eat it.”

Steve sprints back into the kitchen, getting up in Tony’s space so quickly that he takes a step backwards. Steve grits his teeth and makes the meanest face he can muster. “Tony’s my favorite Avenger.”

Tony’s eyebrows lift in surprise. “Thank you. Enjoy your cheesecake.” He hands Steve the plate and smiles.

Steve sneers and leaves the room, cheesecake in hand.


“I need a favor,” Sam says.

We need a favor,” Natasha corrects.

Steve looks up at his them, annoyed already. “What?”

“Well,” Sam starts. “You know how I go to the park in Harlem every Saturday with my old high school buddies? I may have entered an ultimate frisbee competition.”

“And I may have joined him last weekend and- Steve- the guy from the other team is an asshole. All of them are, actually.” Steve wonders for a second how Natasha found herself at a park in Harlem with Sam making competitive enemies, but he figures the story is too weird for even him to wrap his head around.


“And we happen to know the guy who’s the world’s best frisbee player,” Natasha tells him, tilting her head and giving him an innocent smile.

“It’s not a frisbee-”

“It’s basically a frisbee, Steve,” Sam says. “Come on, help us out! It’s two against eight right now.”

Steve sighs and even though he already knows he’s going, he lies. “I don’t know.”

“I’ll buy you an entire cheesecake,” Natasha says quickly.

“I’ll have my mom make you another one!” Sam adds.

Steve smiles. “I could never resist one of Darlene’s cheesecakes. Count me in.”

Nat and Sam high five.


Bucky nudges his shoulder. Steve groans, rolling over to stuff his face in the mattress. It can’t even be 7 in the morning yet. He’s pretty sure he just went to bed.

“Hey, punk. Wake up.”

“Ten more minutes.”

“We gotta go feed Natasha’s cat. You know we can’t be late. She’ll kill me. If I go alone, the cat will kill me. Wake up,” Bucky tells him. “Plus, I got you cheesecake for breakfast.”

Steve shoots out of bed. “Let’s go feed the cat from hell. Bring a napkin.”

There were so many great prompts from Thursday, but the one that stuck in my head was from @lezbfrenz​, who asked “does dean consider cheesecake as pie?” That led to a 2-hour Twitter discussion and this 1.2k fic beta read by @pomegranatedaffodil​ and @areiton​. Established Dean/Cas + Sam.

Dean knew he should’ve ordered that second cup of coffee before they left the diner, but he was determined to reach the bunker tonight, and the longer they’d sat in the booth, the more tempting the adjacent motel’s neon vacancy sign had started to look. Ignoring Sam’s suggestion that they check in for the night, Dean had signaled for the check. He’d filled his quota of burned motel coffee for a few dozen lifetimes.  

He’d thought he was fine to drive–he’d gotten six hours last night after Cas insisted on rubbing his back–but with each mile, the monotony of the flat highway crept into his brain like fog, that out-of-body sensation that comes only with bone-deep exhaustion. He operated the car by muscle memory, spacing out between mile markers, and rubbed his eyes. If he could get them to water, that might revive him, but they were dry as charred bone. Normally he’d turn on the radio, but Cas was dozing in the back seat and Dean knew better than to wake him, since a sleep-deprived Castiel was only endearing in twenty-minute sprints.

Sam, though — Sam didn’t get off so easily. His head lolled against the passenger’s side window and his eyes were closed, but he repeatedly swept his tongue across his teeth in a manner that told Dean he was still awake.


“What is it?” Sam yawned and belatedly covered his mouth. He pulled himself upright. “You want me to drive?”

“Just talk to me. Everything’s starting to look the same.”

Sam looked thoughtful for a moment and said, seriously, “Actually, something’s been bothering me since we left the diner.”

Dean glanced at him. “What’s that?”

“Is cheesecake a cake or a pie?”

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Piece of cake to bake

μ’s takes out Nico to celebrate for her birthday. Unfortunately, Maki couldn’t make it, but she had her own good reasons. NicoMaki.

Word count: 1581

A/N: This is a collab with @myonmukyuu!!! sfuibfuiweb I was so excited when she asked me if I wanted to do something with her but don’t tell her that mkay??? thanks

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dismurrart  asked:

I'm excited for if/when they go get pizza and everyone learns about Korean pizza

Oh my god, Korean pizza. They don’t even need to wait, let me tell you about Korean pizza. Ladies, Gentlemen, and Polite Company, allow me to introduce you to the disastrous glory that is Korean pizza. 

Here are some screenshots from the current Korean Pizza Hut website:

Behold the burger bite crust. It has jalapeno, broccoli, and yes those are french fries on it and burgers baked into the crust. There’s your sneakpeek. More below the cut.

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Chocolate Glazed Espresso Cheesecake




2½ cups chocolate cookie crumbs

2 tablespoons sugar

4 tablespoons butter, melted


¼ cup heavy cream

2½ tablespoons instant espresso powder

3 pounds cream cheese

1 cup sour cream

1¾ cups sugar

5 eggs

1 tablespoon pure vanilla extract

Pinch of salt


⅓ cup heavy cream

2 tablespoons corn syrup

½ cup chopped milk chocolate

1. Preheat the oven to 325°F. Lightly grease the base of a 10-inch springform pan with nonstick spray.

2. MAKE THE CRUST: In a large bowl, mix the chocolate cookie crumbs with the sugar and melted butter to combine. Press the mixture evenly into the base of the prepared springform pan. Bake until set, 10 to 15 minutes. Cool.

3. MAKE THE BATTER: In a small pot, bring the cream to a simmer over medium heat. Add the espresso powder and stir to combine. Cool to room temperature.

4. In the bowl of a food processor, pulse the cream cheese, sour cream, cooled heavy cream with espresso powder and sugar until well combined. Scrape well after mixing. Add the eggs one at a time, pulsing and scraping well after each addition. Add the vanilla and salt, and pulse to combine.

5. BAKE THE CHEESECAKE: Pour the batter over the cooled crust and transfer to the oven. Once the cheesecake is in the oven, reduce the temperature to 300°F. Bake until the cheesecake is set but still slightly jiggly in the center, about 1 to 1½ hours.

6. Turn off the oven and leave the cheesecake inside for 1 hour. Remove the cheesecake from the oven and refrigerate until fully cooled, about 2 hours. Run a knife around the edge of the cooled cheesecake, then release it from the springform pan.

7. MAKE THE GLAZE: In a small pot, heat the cream and corn syrup over medium heat. Place the milk chocolate into a small heat-safe bowl. When the cream comes to a boil, pour it over the chocolate. Let it sit for 15 seconds, untouched. Mix the ganache to combine, and pour immediately over the cheesecake. Let set before slicing and serving.

Note: This recipe is for an ultra-tall New York-style cheesecake. You can halve the amounts for the cheesecake custard and glaze (keep the crust amount the same) for a more moderately sized cheesecake. Reduce the baking time to 45 minutes to 1 hour.

Their favorite desserts
  • Eren: He would look for something unconventional and zesty, like a key lime cake. He would love to taste the rather "shocking" flavor of the cake, and have the salty taste of his meal completely removed from his mouth. As much as he likes key lime, he would also appreciate other citrus-flavored desserts.
  • Armin: After a heavy meal, he would just want a nice, warm cup of latte to aid him in settling his stomach. He wouldn't want something too sweet, too sour, or too bitter to cap off his meal, so he would stick with something that would be a perfect mix of all, which would be coffee.
  • Reiner: His all-time favorite would be the ever-so tempting lava cake. He would have it after a meal, before a meal, or whenever he just needs a quick sugar pick-me-up. He'd definitely love to pair it with a vanilla ice cream whenever he feels like he needs more sugar.
  • Bertholdt: For someone who seemingly has a sensitive stomach, he'd most likely pick anything green tea to calm his stomach down. He'd also love the very light and sweet taste of it, so it'd definitely be the first on his most craved desserts.
  • Jean: His inner kid will always push him to look for a chocolate bar whenever his cravings for sweets kick in. He would probably go for a dark chocolate bar rather than going for something overly sweet or loaded with overwhelming fillings.
  • Marco: After a long day or a filling meal, his sweet tooth would tell him to grab a slice of cheesecake to wrap up his meal/day. He wouldn't exactly have a bias in the flavor, so he could be see either with a slice of an Oreo cheesecake, or a New York style cheesecake.
  • Connie: Something that would refresh him as much as it loads him up with sugar would be his favorite, hence fruit slices would be his dessert of choice. He would most likely look for summer fruits, such as pineapple, mango, etc.
  • Levi: It has pretty much been established that he has an undying love for tea, so it wouldn't really be a surprise if he would immediately look for a warm cup of black tea whenever he feels the need for something sweet. He would most likely would want a cup before bed, even if it has high caffeine content.
  • Erwin: Something that has been his favorite ever since he was a kid would be a dessert he'd stick with. I can imagine him getting excited over the very traditional apple pie. He'd happily eat it no matter where it comes from, but he'd always appreciate a home made pie.
  • Mike: His remarkable sense of smell would urge him to go after something that'd get him at first sniff and taste. He would go for something coffee-flavored and sweet, like an espresso panna cotta. He would also like simple coffee cakes or even go for coffee candy.
  • Mikasa: It seems like she'd be into the cute and overly sweet desserts, hence she'd most likely go for cupcakes whenever she gets a chance. Her favorite flavors would most likely red velvet or anything with a sweet and tasty icing.
  • Annie: She would be into tart/sour desserts that needs an acquired taste, and an example of such would be lemon tart. Even if it's not the traditional sweet and sugary dessert, she would just ignore the fact and have as much as she'd want during her dessert-craving days.
  • Sasha: As much as she can appreciate all kinds of desserts, her heart would still long for ice cream during her sweet cravings. She would most likely have bubblegum or chocolate chip as her favorite flavors.
  • Christa: Something sweet and light would definitely hit the spot for her, and she would go all out on the sugar content, thus cotton candy would be the number one dessert for her. She would also love how the colors are very pretty, sometimes too pretty to eat.
  • Ymir: She would want a no-frills dessert as much as she'd want a very diverse dessert, so she would go for doughnuts after a heavy meal or whenever her sweet tooth tells her to get one. She would like it so much that she may be able to finish a dozen by herself.
  • Hanji: If there's one thing that she'd get excited about and always anticipate for at a dessert table, it would be jelly. The aesthetically pleasing colors and sweet would immediately lift her mood up, and the taste will always leave her reminiscent of her childhood and happy.
  • Petra: Panettone would be her dessert of choice since she wouldn't always be able to have it as it's seasonal, and it's very warm and delicious. She would love to have it whenever she feels not so good or even when she feels good.

© Courtesy of Eileen’s

Travel Tuesday: You can’t talk about New York City–style cheesecake without mentioning Eileen’s. The owner (Eileen Avezzano) is an institution, making classic cheesecakes from her SoHo shop since 1975. She makes her light and creamy cakes in over 40 flavors—a new one added each year—with at least 25 flavors on the menu at all times. Here, more of the nation’s best cheesecakes.

Banana Split No-Bake Greek Yogurt Cheesecake

Here’s another mouth-watering recipe from our Food Talks stars. This one comes from author and blogger Jessica Merchant, who joined us last week with Kerry Diamond, Paula Forbes, Kat Kinsman, Helen Rosner, and Adina Steiman for an epic talk on food and media. [Read live tweets from the evening.]

SERVES 4 • TIME: 20 minutes + overnight to set.

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