Sanvers and Supercorp Christmas Magic (with kids)

Is it too early to talk about Christmas? (Spoiler alert: not here it isn’t!)

There were a few requests for a follow-up on this story from @queercapwriting‘s Danvers Sisters Week about Sanvers and Supercorp and their gang of kiddos. 

This is your follow-up! 

(Tagging @ownyourstage for the original ask/prompt, and @thedayyoudisappear who I also promised a sequel).

Aaaand, as is my way, nothing really happens, there’s very little plot, but everyone hangs out and has a cuddly, fluffy Christmas. (Sorry, I’ve started to just embrace it at this point. Lol.)

It’s also very, very long. I really tried (and really failed) to make it shorter, and at some point just gave up and kept going until there was an end. 

Happy reading! :) Feat. Sanvers and Supercorp and sisters and Christmas still a lot of kids, y’all.

They had a lot of traditions in the Super Family, and the last few months of the year were a whirlwind of chaos and celebration.

Halloween is J’onn and M’gann’s.

Without fail, every one of his Earth kids (and now grandkids) has fallen prey to one of his pranks—and by now they know it’s coming, but he still manages to pull it off. And every one of them loves the one day a year when everyone else at the DEO gets a glimpse of the Space Dad side of J’onn—even if they’re sure to never mention it ever again.

Thanksgiving is Kara’s.

Because all Kara ever wanted was a family, and that’s what their Thanksgiving is all about. It’s endless amounts of food, and chocolate pecan pie, and Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade balloons, and after-dinner snuggles, and the whole family together under one roof for the whole day.

Hanukkah is Alex’s.

Those traditions run deep in her veins, and go back to a time before Kara. A quieter, simpler time with just her and Eliza and Jeremiah. Of course, it’s since included her sister—and then her wife, and their friends, and now her sister-in-law, and all their combined children—and she couldn’t be happier about it.

New Year’s Eve is Lena’s.

No one throws a gala quite like she does. She relishes having this one night a year when the adults can be adults, and they all get dressed to the nines and dance and drink and flirt a little more than they would in front of the tiny eyeballs that demand all their attention. It also helps that she knows, every single year, her wife makes it her mission to find an outfit that makes her jaw drop and her heart skip a beat—although Kara would tell you the exact same story.

Christmas is Maggie’s.

She had shed a lot of the religious aspects of the holiday (though the religious upbringing occasionally showed itself—and sometimes she liked it, and sometimes she didn’t), but the magic…the magic of Christmas had stayed with her even after all these years. There were some traditions you couldn’t shake, and despite the few years where she’d hated the holiday, most of her memories of it were full of family and snowmen and baking and cheesy movies—and that was what she wanted to give her kids, and her whole family.

On Christmas Eve, Kara, Lena, and their twin three-year-olds, Audrey and Maddie, pack up to spend the night and all of Christmas Day at Alex and Maggie’s house.

As soon as they open the front door, their blonde-haired, green-eyed little girls take off at a sprint to seek out their cousins. Audrey finds Gertie first—reading a book in the living room—and climbs right onto the eight-year-old’s lap. Gertie’s big brown eyes go wide, and her long, dark curls cover her face when she hugs her little cousin tight.

Maddie takes off down the hallway, while JJ and Lainey come barreling down the stairs in the middle of a sword fight—and if you looked quick enough, you’d think it was a tiny version of Alex and Kara.

Five-year-old JJ’s short, dark hair is similar to Gertie’s, but he’s got Alex’s fair skin and he doesn’t have the dimples that both his sister’s share. Lainey is an enigma—their fiery six-year-old has blonde hair and blue eyes. And although genetically, it’s probably due to her grandmothers, Kara takes full credit whenever she can.

“Hey!” Maggie greets them from the kitchen, where she’s currently mixing up no less than 10 different colors of icing. “Alex is…” she knits her eyebrows, “Uh…I don’t actually know. She’s somewhere though,” she laughs.

“Alex is right here,” comes a voice from behind them. She wraps up her sister and then her sister-in-law in hugs before Maddie runs right into the back of her knees. She picks up her niece and tosses her in the air as she giggles, then places her on her hip, “You wanna decorate cookies, Maddie?”

“Cookie!” she screams—and that gets all the kids attention. They come barreling through the house toward Maggie in the kitchen.

“Whoa, whoa, easy kiddos.” They slow down a little, but still scramble up into chairs, already digging through a pile of cookie cutters before she even takes the cookie dough out of the fridge.

Maggie has spent the last two days baking. It started with her grandmother’s almond cake, then her mom’s thumbprint cookies—both black raspberry and apricot. Then she made stacks of vanilla pizzelles. She made Alex’s favorite chocolate peanut butter buckeyes. She made dark chocolate peppermint cookies for Winn, and white chocolate cranberry cookies for J’onn and Lena, and chocolate pecan pie cookies for Kara, and—thankfully—James’ favorite are the cookies the kids are about to bake now.

And that’s what the kids spend the next couple hours doing. It’s a few hours of cookie cutters and icing and sprinkles—and then every kid needs a bath to get the icing off of their hands, their faces, their hair.

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Pizzelle are traditional Italian waffle cookies made from flour, eggs, sugar, butter or vegetable oil, and flavoring (usually anise, vanilla or lemon). They can be hard and crisp or soft and chewy depending on the ingredients and method of preparation. They were originally made in Ortona in the Abruzzo region of south-central Italy. The name comes from the Italian word for “round” and “flat” (pizze); this is also the meaning of the word pizza. Many other cultures have a pizzelle-type cookie as part of their culture (like Dutch Stroopwafel or Norwegian Krumkake). It’s known to be one of the oldest cookies, and is believed to have developed from the Ancient Roman Crustulum. Pizzelle are known as Ferratelle in Lazio; in Molise they may also be called Ferratelle or Cancelle. The batter is put into a pizzelle iron, which resembles a small waffle iron. It’s traditionally held by hand over a hot burner on the stovetop, although there also are electric models. The iron stamps a snowflake pattern onto both sides. There are several brands of ready-made pizzelle available in stores. They’re popular during Easter and Christmas and are often found at Italian weddings. It’s common for 2 Pizzelle to be sandwiched with Cannoli cream (Ricotta blended with sugar) or hazelnut spread. Pizzelle, while still warm, can be rolled using a wooden dowel to create cannoli shells.

Cubed orange flavored gelatin with a layer of green-colored, imitation banana flavored whipped cream on top, followed by a generous swirl of piped mango mousse. Garnished with a heart-shaped green shortbread cookie covered with bright green icing, a piece of anise flavored pizzelle, and Bugles® Original flavor crispy corn snacks.

(Inspired by the parfait that was served for a limited time at the JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Eyes of Heaven event held at J-World Tokyo. The original “DIO’s The World” parfait used mango ice cream and was decorated with character image cookies.)

Yey, I took the time to draw out Pizzelle and Heartbreak Hotel. So far, Hearbreak Hotel looks cool in a bunch of colors (I got him in a dio pallet that looks rad) but Pizelle is harder to get looking nice. I’ve decided Pizelle talks to Heartbreak while driving the taxi between rides. Heartbreak just nods and shrugs. Slowly I’ll flesh these two guy’s personalities out, but I really like their visual design.

hugesucc-ess  asked:

half of my pizzelle just fell on the floor and i threw it outside onto my porch so a bird or somethn could end up having it and a VERY fluffy raccoon came by and ate it and i thought u should know that

Thank you for telling me this, I appreciate it

The Hamilton Characters as Foods

Hamilton: flamin hot cheetos
Burr: stale graham cracker
Eliza: burnt marshmallow
Angelica: jalapeño pepper
Peggy: a pizzelle (fancy thin waffle cookie)
Laurens: sweet heat southern BBQ Lays Chips
Lafayette: french fries
Mulligan: Guinness
Washington: overly salted soft pretzel
Jefferson: cronut
Madison: oatmeal raisin cookie
Philip: red bull
Maria: red wine
King George: jelly baby

Because @nerd-ace ’s sister called Burr a stale graham cracker and I had to finish the list


Clara Cakes: Breakfast Served All Day with Slutever

A couple of Sundays ago, I was lucky enough to have the lovely ladiesof Slutever over for breakfast. Slutever is a “brat-punk” band consisting of bffs Nicole Snyder and Rachel Gagliardi. I cooked up the East Coast/Philly natives some Dulce De Leche pancakes topped with whipped cream, caramel and bananas, and then some tofu scramble. We spoke about food, Taylor Swift (Nicole had met her the previous night at a party!), LA, fulfillment, and more food.

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Wish list!

For a year and a half, I’ve been collecting your ‘requests’ for various recipes, and I never had the time to actually go through them and find them and post them.

Now I’m thinking, maybe Christmas time is the time I get all that done!

Anyway, I’ll try to collect all your requests in this post, and see to find and post as many as I can.

Ok… that’s it. We’ll see how it goes :)

If some of you has a nice recipe for anything listed above, link me or submit it and I’ll post it. Ok. Thanks :D

Pizzelle (‘rounds’) are traditional waffle cookies made from flour, eggs, sugar, butter or vegetable oil, and flavoring (vanilla, anise, lemon). They can be hard and crisp or soft and chewy depending on ingredients and method. They’re originally from Ortona in the Abruzzo region. It’s known to be one of the oldest cookies, and is believed to have developed from the ancient Roman Crustulum. Pizzelle are known as Ferratelle in Lazio. In Molise they may be called Ferratelle or Cancelle. The batter is put into a pizzelle iron, similar to a waffle iron. It’s held by hand over a hot burner on the stovetop, although some models are electric. Typically, the iron stamps a snowflake pattern onto both sides of the cookie. There are several brands of ready-made pizzelle available in stores. They’re particularly popular during Christmas and Easter, and they’re often found at weddings. It’s also common for 2 Pizzelle to be sandwiched with ricotta blended with sugar, or hazelnut spread like Nutella.