pre package food

Fun fact: I actually just enjoy the act of putting more seasoning on my food to the point where sometimes my girlfriend will deliberately under-season or not season something when she cooks it (pasta especially) just because she knows that no matter what she does I will add seasoning to it.

She used to get really insulted when I did that but then she told me she realized I do that to literally everything, even pre-packaged food. I’m going to die of a heart attack at a young age because of my salt intake but damn I love seasoning.

Anyway I’m white and my girlfriend is cuban and she makes really great cuban food. Inb4 someone says I’m sexist because my girlfriend cooks (I do the dishes, btw).

Well I think my point here is that I don’t know where this “white people don’t like seasoning” thing came from because I love seasoning and haven’t really encountered someone who complains that their food is too heavily seasoned.


Safely Eating Expired Foods

The food bank gave me a hand-out about how long you can safely eat unopened foods past their expiration dates, and I thought other people might find it helpful. 


  • Milk, cream: within 10 days past expiration date
  • Soft cheese, yogurt, sour cream, cottage cheese: consume within 14 days past expiration date
  • Butter, hard cheese: consume within 3 months past expiration date (personal note: if cheese gets mold you can cut off the moldy parts the rest is still fine)
  • Frozen butter: consume within 12 months past expiration date
  • Eggs (in shells): consume within 1 month past expiration date
  • Egg substitutes: consume within 10 days of expiration date. 


  • Fresh: consume on or before expiration date
  • Frozen: defrost in fridge or microwave, and eat immediately after defrosting. 
  • Not do eat: meat with severe freeze burn, discolored meat, and meat not frozen before expiration date


  • Liquid products (rice milk, almond milk): consume withing 10 days past expiration date
  • Shelf stable liquid products: consume within 12 months past expiration date
  • Margarine: consume within 6 months past expiration date
  • Meat substitutes (tofu, etc): consume on or before expiration date
  • Frozen meat substitutes: consume within 12 months past expiration date if frozen before expiration date


  • Dried beans, pasta: consume indefinitely
  • Dressings, mayo: consume within 12 months past expiration date
  • Cereal, crackers: consume within 12 months past expiration date
  • Canned foods: may be consumed indefinitely (except for pineapple and tomato)
  • Jarred foods, canned tomato and pineapple: consume within 18 months past expiration date


  • Fresh juice: consume within 3 months past expiration date
  • Fresh bread, pastries: consume on or before expiration date (personal note, I find that sandwich bread is good to eat so long as it’s not stale or growing mold)
  • Frozen bread: consume within 6 months past expiration date
  • Fresh produce: ripe, edible, and mold-free
  • Sliced melon: consume on or before expiration date
  • Deli items, packaged by store: consume within 48 hours of expiration date
  • Pre-packaged prepared foods packed by manufacturer, fresh: consume within 14 days past expiration date
  • Pre-packaged prepared foods packed by manufacturer, frozen: consume within 12 months past expiration date


  • Food that is stale, has insects, or mold
  • Food in open, punctured, bulging, or seriously damaged cans
  • Food in a jar that is leaking or has a broken seal
  • Food that is discolored or has an off-odor
  • Product has been thawed then re-frozen 

Please use your best judgement and when in doubt, throw it out. 


The Mic Incident

Three anons requested Tony fics so i thought id give it a go. Not my best work but i hope its decent!!!

Note: The clothing and body types will basically be male stuff, since y’know, he’s gay.

I found myself staring from afar at the boy in the purple button down with the greased back hair. He stood in the lunch line, giving a small smile to the ladies working the stand as he got his food. He began walking away from the line as he paid at the register, I quickly changed my gaze and focused on the pre packaged food in my brown paper bag, a rosy blush very much present on my face.

I was much more startled by sound of someone sitting on the empty bench in front of me. I looked up and was met with the big brown eyes of the one I had become so infatuated with. A lopsided smile took over his face, making his cheeks rise and his eyes squint.

“Hope you don’t mind me sitting here,” he said, the bright smile still on his face.

“Yeah of course,” I said, frantically pulling my food over to my side of the table instead of it running over to the opposite half.

“Awesome. What snapback are we rocking today,” he asked before taking a bite of his sub.

“Still the old Cubs hat,” I said, taking it off and turning it around.

“Ahh, I like it. You said it was a 70’s style cap right?”

“You remembered,” I smiled at him.

“You bet your ass I did. And your hair is starting to curl from the bottom of your hat,” he chuckled.

I grabbed nervously at the strands,  “Yeah, I’ve been meaning to get it cut.”

“Nah, don’t bother with that. It suits you, I like it.”

I found myself blushing once again due to the Puerto Rican Prince sitting in front of me. I tugged at my hair once again, giving him a quick thank you.

“You’re going to the dance tonight, right,” he asked me, bringing out the puppy dog eyes to make me say yes whether I actually planned on going tonight or not. Thankfully I did actually plan on going.

“Hell yeah. You’re DJing right?”

“Mhmm,” he said before swallowing what he was chewing,” I’ll let you come up there with me. Help me manage the copious amount of tapes I’ll have on the table.”

“Sounds like a plan. Can’t wait,” I smiled back at him.

I felt his leg lean on mine under the table and I found myself trying to hide an obvious blush once again. We made small talk for a while, talking about what we had to do in class today and what songs he planned on playing tonight.

“Hey, you wanna ride to the dance,” he asked me, his voice less confident and smooth than it was before.

“Yeah, thank you,” I said, trying not to smile too hard because fuck, Tony Padillia just asked if I wanted a ride.

“Awesome, I’ll pick you up about 7:30?”

“Yeah, and here,” I said pulling out a slip of scrap paper and a pen. I scribbled down my number quickly and barely legibly and handed it to him.

“Shoot me a text when you leave your place?”

“Will do,” he said as the bell rang.

We both threw our garbage in the trash and he gave me another bright smile before we went our separate ways. He went for his locker and I made my way down to the library where I spent my free period along with my best friend, Jessica.

She was already in our usual spot, scrolling through her phone before she looked up at me.

“Hey, bud. What’s got you so perky,” she asked as she set her phone.

“Guess who’s going to the winter formal with Tony fucking Padilla,” I said with a grin.

“Oh my fuck, congratulations,” she said as I sat down next to her, her giving me a side hug. “God you’ve been gushing over him since the beginning of freshman year.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I said as I blushed, “but I’m so fucking excited.”

“Ahh. I’m so happy for you,” she smiled. “What do you plan on wearing?”

“Well you know Tony, he’s gonna be in his leather so I don’t know how to compliment that.”

“Just wear your vest and bow tie,” she assured me, “You’ll look great, who cares if you guys match.”

“Well, I mean I kinda do.”

“Shut the fuck up. You’re gonna look great.”

We continued talking in the library, trying to get all the homework that was assigned out of the way before the big night ahead. The period went by fast and soon I was pushed on over to English. I didn’t mind the class, the teacher seemed fond of me and she never assigned too much work to do. Class went by even quicker than usual.

“Alright. No new assignments because I know you’re all gonna have a busy weekend. Remember that the essay is due next Friday,” she told us as we all piled out the door.

I made my way to my locker to put away most all the things in my bag. I walked with my head down, looking up from my phone occasionally to make sure I wouldn’t run head on into someone on my walk.

Sure enough it was right at my locker that I bumped into somebody. I looked up already apologizing until once again the dry mouth kicked in and I could barely talk.

“Hey Tony,” I stuttered out.

“Hey,” he grinned. “Just wanted to see if you wanted a ride home.”

“Yes,” I said all too fast, “Sure. Yeah. Thank you,” I coughed trying to collect myself.

I opened my locker and stuffed my shit in, taking out a few notebooks that I used. Tony lead me out to his old car, opening the passenger door for me like the gentleman he was.

“And I thought chivalry was dead,” I joked.

“Well then I guess it’s another old practice  I’m reviving,” he chuckled.

He popped in a Joy Division tape and “Love Will Tear Us Apart” played over the speakers.

“This is my favorite band,” I said with a big smile.

“No shit,” he grinned back, “Me too!”

“Hell yeah, Padilla.”

The rest of the drive went by all too quickly and soon enough we were in my driveway. I unbuckled my seatbelt and went to get out of the car but Tony grabbed my hand.

“7:30,” he said with those puppy dog eyes.

“7:30,” I looked back at him.

I went up my porch and into my house, waving him off before I went inside. I ate an early dinner because I know I’d be a mess if i ate any later. Time went by quickly and thankfully Mom was out tonight and Dad was on a business trip. It left me time to get into my own head and fuck myself up a little bit to psych myself up.

Hours went by by me binge watching House Hunters and waiting until about 6 to actually start getting ready. Jessica face timed me as she got ready, her doing her makeup and hair as I got myself all ready.

Soon enough it was 7:15, I was ready to go but still an anxious mess. Tony was such an insanely amazing dude and the fact that he offered to give me a ride and hang out with me for a few hours was insane. I listened to Unknown Pleasures to try to calm my nerves, blasting “Disorder”.

My phone screen lit up with an unknown number saying “Be there in 5. :)”

My head started pounding and the butterflies in my stomach felt like they were on meth. I stood on my front porch for just a few minutes and his red Mustang pulled up and came out right away. He smiled when he saw me, his hair slicked back and his leather making him look sharp even though some would consider him underdressed.

He opened the door like before and I sat down in the car before he closed the door and scurried back over to his side of the car. He looked me up and down subtly.

“Well don’t you look handsome,” he smirked.

“Right back ‘atcha,” I smirked back.

His DJ equipment filled the back of the car and music blasted as we went back to the school. No one would be here for another 45 minutes, it was still set up time. Those who set up the thing were all around already.

The girl who ran the photo booth noticed us right away.

“Hey Tony, Y/N, you two want a picture?”

Tony looked at me with a concerned glance and I just nodded. He agreed and we went to where the blue, snowy background was set up. Tony put his arm around my shoulders and I put mine around his waist. She took one photo and then set us up for another.

Before I could comprehend what was going on, the lights of the flash were in my eyes and the habitual smile was on my face.

Tony’s lips were on my cheek and he pulled away before I could really react. The photos printed from the stand and the girl who ran it handed us each a copy of the photoset.

I looked at Tony with flushed cheeks and he just smiled back at me, he was always smiling. He took my hand and lead me into the gym and we set up his equipment and goofed off until it was about time that people would start coming in. Tony started playing things off his tape as we sat behind the booth.

We talked about random little things, like a “get to know you” type of deal. Later in the dance Ryan came by, pushing Tony’s buttons and making him get a little angry. Ryan complained about the lack of slow songs and Tony rolled his eyes, letting Ryan get what he wants.

I stood up behind the booth and went closer to Tony. I rested my hand on the table, not really paying attention to what was on the table.

I tapped his shoulder and he turned to me, relieved to not be talking to his ex.

“Hey I was thinking. Uhm. You wanna dance?”

Tony was about to answer before he looked down at my hand and out to the entire crowd that was staring up at us. I lifted my hand from the table and in utter shock I backed away, realizing I hit the mic button and the entire fucking gym heard me. It was dead silent until someone started fucking clapping.

Soon enough it spread on and Tony and I just stood side by side, fascinated by the ordeal. He pulled me from my gaze and took my hand, taking me down to the gym floor. Everyone at the dance fucking cheered but right now all I could focus on were Tony’s arms wrapping around my waist. We were in the centre of the floor and Ryan put on a slow song. Other couples gathered around us, some giving me kudos for doing what I did, even though it was an accident.

Tony didn’t do with the gentle resting when it came to getting close to me. His arms were tightly around my waist and mine went around his neck, keeping him close.

“That was one of the best things I’ve ever been a part of, Y/N,” he said as we swayed.

“I try my best,” I chuckled nervously, trying to find something else to focus on because if I stare at Tony I’ll end up a mess.

Tony took a hand from my waist and put it on my jaw, almost forcing me to look back at him.

“Hey,” he said, snapping me out of whatever it was that I was in, “Don’t be so nervous.”

“I’m sorry, I just get really anx-”

He cut me off in the best and most stereotypical way possible.

His plump lips were firm against mine and my eyes closed  immediately.

“I know that was cheesy as fuck but I like you. Like a whole lot. And I really hope this isn’t  a one-ti-”

“Oh shut up and kiss me.”

And that he did.

One of my hands made  it’s way into my hair and he pulled me closer  to him if that was even possible.

“I’d say ‘let’s get outta here’ but I’ve still got a job to do for the next half hour,” he giggled to himself.

“Well then let’s go to my place  after this then, yeah?”

“Yeah,” he said smoothly.

He gave me one last kiss on the side of my mouth before we went back up to the booth. He finished off the set nicely as the crowd dwindled  away to just the chaperones and faculty. We wheeled all his stuff into his car and we drove back  to mine.

I took him inside the empty house and we went to the basement, where my room was.

“I’m gonna change out of this really quick. Here’s a pair of shorts if you wanna settle in,” I said, tossing him a pair of loose basketball shorts.

He gave me a quick ‘thank you’ before  I went to change in the bathroom. I stripped myself of the sweaty dress ups and put on just shorts and a tank top.

I went back out and he was in practically the same thing. I lay next to him on my bed as he turned on the TV.

“House Hunters,” he asked.

“You know it. Just watch this shit, it’s a national  treasure.”

“Whatever you say, babe,” he said as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

Originally posted by daily13reasons

anonymous asked:

*Gives Sammy a bunch of pre packaged, non soup, foods that should last a while before running away* (ask-henryandtheinkmachine)

Thank you, little sheep.

Turian Headcanons

note: these are my own personal headcanons, and though I have taken actual canon into consideration, these pretty much only apply to my fics. That being said, if you like any of them, by all means, feel free to use them. (these might be a little disorganized, I just copy-pasted them from my notes)


Turians evolved as apex predators, as such they have excellent eyesight and a sense of hearing far surpassing any other council race. They also posses an excellent sense of smell, matched only by the Krogan, and night vision (though not as advanced as Quarian, as palaven’s two moons guarantee it is rarely completely dark on their homeworld).

Due to the high levels of solar radiation they were subjected to on their home planet Turians are largely nocturnal, though when interacting with other species they generally concede to be active during daylight hours (except on Palaven, where aliens are of course expected to adapt to the local hours)

Almost entirely carnivorous, Turians do often supplement their diet with fruits and vegetables, but cannot taste sweet as intensely as most other species, thus most turian “treats” either tend toward the sour end of the spectrum, or else be unbearably sweet to most other species.

Turians lack body fat in the form of humans, asari, and krogan, and though they have other means of storing energy they are not as adept at it as other species and need to eat often to sustain a high level of physical activity. This lack of fat also means that turians struggle to maintain their body temp in cooler climates.

While not coldblooded, turians are ill equipped for cold temperatures, having evolved in an environment where overheating was a far greater danger than freezing. Most turians living on foreign worlds and/or in close proximity with aliens tend to wear their climate-controlled armor much of the time, or else heavy fabrics with high necks and gloves. in some cases, tight fitting body suits with built in heating units are worn under clothes to compensate.

turians give birth to live young but do not nurse. instead, a mother will eat and partially digest food before regurgitating it for her infant. Starting right before birth and lasting around three months, a new mother will start to produce a thick mucus that coats and protects the throat from stomach acid. Some individuals find this distasteful, so it is not an incredibly common practice in modern times with the availability of pre packaged foods suitable for infants. However, most turians will still experience the urge to regurgitate for around a month after giving birth.

Government and Social Structure

Turians tend to be very close knit and more concerned about the good of the whole group as opposed to individuals, and government on Palaven has historically been largely socialist in nature though organized into a  strictly tiered hierarchy. Every individual serves the hierarchy in some way, and in return, the hierarchy provides for all its citizens (in theory)

At the age of majority (15), all turians are expected to undergo basic military training, at the end of which they may choose a sector in which to serve their people. They may choose between law enforcement, fire/ emergency response, research and exploration (includes environmental sciences/conservation, as well as technological development), medicine, and military occupations among others. All training/schooling is provided and after five years of service, at the age of 20, young turians are elevated to the first tier of citizenship, which grants them the rights of a full adult, such as owning property and the ability to advance up the meritocracy through service to the hierarchy.

At the age of 30, citizens are released from compulsory service to follow personal pursuits, though many choose to continue on in their service and continue to climb in rank.

All individuals from the first tier up are provided with a decent living, though with higher rank comes greater compensation.

However, this structure has been slowly crumbling since gaining a seat on the council and adopting the volus as a client race, and turian industry has now been largely privatized, leaving few profitable ways to advance up the hierarchy other than the military.

Currently, this has led to more turians opting to take their chances in the private sector (as workers and mercenaries) after their compulsory service (some even opting to forgo service altogether, though this means abandoning any chance of ever advancing in the hierarchy) in pursuit of better opportunities. Most of the turians who leave for the private sector hail from the colonies, where the influence of the hierarchy is not as strong and there is greater room for exploitation, feeding into the growing disenfranchisement of the turian people spread throughout the galaxy

Culture & Religion

Turian social mores place high value on family and taking care of each other, putting the needs of the many ahead of the individual.

Families tend to be tight knit and very involved in each other’s lives, though turian family structure is not always recognizable to humans. Bonds of choice and duty are viewed as equally important as those of blood, and while pair bonding is not uncommon, it is also not considered the only or most valid way to have a family. It is not uncommon for three or more individuals to live and raise a family together, and Turian law provides rights and protections for these “extra” parents to care for and have custody of the children. Whether or not the adults in this arrangement are sexually or romantically involved is of little importance, and it is generally considered poor taste to ask.

Turian culture takes a very open view of sexuality and bonding, casual sex is very common and even encouraged, especially in the first few years of adulthood. While unplanned pregnancies from these casual unions are almost unheard of thanks to modern birth control methods, historically both parents and their families would work together to raise the child, though there was generally no pressure placed on the parents to make a romantic commitment to each other if they do not wish it.

despite this casual view of sex, actually sleeping with another person is seen as an act of extreme trust and intimacy. Sleeping next to someone is not always a sign of romantic attachment, but it does mean the two (or more) individuals involved have a very close bond, generally family.

When turians do have a romantic attachment with someone they’re sleeping with, it is generally taken to mean they have decided to bond.

There is a strong stigma against biotics in Turian culture. Those individuals showing biotic potential are enlisted into cabal units, often cutting short other promising careers, and limiting their potential to rise any further in the hierarchy.

Turians are terrible liars

also note: this is not an exhaustive list.


April 2017 - Gregory - Otherwise known as Gregory Downs after the historic Cattle Station, which was one of the first cattle runs in the Gulf Savannah region. The Gregory Hotel was originally built in the 1900s to service the coach to Burketown and the Mounted Police. The post office it is said opened in 1878 but closed in 1894. Now there is a General Store run by an ex. Mount Isa miner and his wife, serving barista style coffee and pre-packaged foods. To find the Gregory we travelled from Mount Isa towards Camooweal for 120 odd kms, then headed north for another 170ish kms to reach this remote part of Australia. Hidden within this semi-arid landscape however is the Gregory River and our destination for the weekend. We had a great time camping in the pebbled river bed, mattress in the back of Rex, no toilets, no showers, just keeping it simple and most definitely relaxed.

Broccoli Cheese Pockets

This takes a spoon or two so it’s not for no spoons days but it’s great for low spoons days and super tasty and can be made with all pre-packaged food for extra ease! :) (also if you live alone, like me, it makes four pockets so unless you were super hungry when you made them you’ll probably have leftovers and these are good both cold and reheated.)

- prepackaged crescent rolls (choose your favorite flavor and brand. This recipe is intended for the kind that come 8 triangles to a can)
- around 1 cup of frozen broccoli, thawed and drained.
- 1 cup (or your preference) of shredded cheese mix (I used kroger brand mexican cheese blend)
- optional: Mustard.

1. Preheat the oven per your crescent roll package instructions.

2. Thaw the frozen broccoli in the microwave in a bowl. Drain the excess water and mix the cheese in with the broccoli (it shouldn’t be hot enough to melt the cheese. If it is, wait a bit). Set the bowl aside.

3. Unpackage your crescent roll dough and seperate it into four rectangles, pinching the triangles’ diagonal seam closed and stretching the dough slightly bigger with your fingers.

4. If using the mustard this is where you spread a small amount in the middle of the dough. Do not spread to the sides.

5. Put ¼ of your cheesy broccoli mixture into the center of each rectangle of dough.

6. Fold either by folding one short side over to the other or pulling all the corners up to the center, whichever works best for you. Pinch the seams closed, you can use a fork for this.

7. Place in the oven and cook to the specifications on the crescent dough package.

8. Eat your tasty pockets of joy.


Spinach Quiche, by Mip Map

(I was asked by a friend: “Since you’re a Certified Chef, do you still eat packaged pizzas, or buy pre-made food at the grocery store?” And I replied: “What?! Are you crazy?! Of Course I do!” I’m a firm believer that we should never ever be snooty of where we get our foods as long as the quality is there. It’s all about reading the labels and knowing your skill level and allotted time in the kitchen. If you are short on time, an easy to cook meal can save the day. Here’s a simple, yet elegant Spinach Quiche Lorraine made from pre-packaged foods. It will also increase your Gathering and Perception.)

Serves 4 to 6

Ingredients and Instructions:

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whatrealityseems  asked:

Dude! What peanut butters contain xylitol? Please!!

Xylitol is a sweetener that can be very harmful to dogs if ingested. It is found in numerous products on the market today (most commonly in products labeled as “sugar free”) but can be hidden in unsuspecting places as well.

The good news is that, so far none of the main-brand peanut butters (such as Jif, etc) are using xylitol in their products.

Some brands of peanut butter that have been reported to contain xylitol include:

  • Go Nuts, Co
  • Krush Nutrition
  • Nuts ‘N More
  • P28 Foods
  • Protein Plus PB 

Be sure to read the label of any processed or pre-packaged food before giving it to your dog! Be extra cautious with foods lableled as “sugar free.” Many times, if xylitol is used it will be listed in the ingredients list. However, if the label says “sugar alcohol” without specifying which type, it is recommended that you avoid giving this food to your dog unless you are certain it is xylitol free. Other sugar alcohols, such as erythritol, glycerol (also called glycerine), maltitol, mannitol and sorbitol are not known to be toxic to dogs.

Additional products which may contain xylitol include (but are not limited to):

  • Sugar-free gum (Popular brands: Orbit, Mentos, Ice Breakers, Pür, Starbucks, Stride, Nicorette and Trident)
  • Peanut Butter (Go Nuts, Co, Krush Nutrition, Nuts ‘N More, P28 Foods, Protein Plus PB)
  • Cough drops/Throat lozenges
  • Breath strips
  • Jell-O snacks (sugar free Jell-Os and puddings)
  • Some yogurts
  • Some protein bars
  • Mentos
  • Toothpaste
  • Mouthwash
  • Certain medications (Popular brands include Allegra, Gummy Vites and Nature’s Plus)
  • Some pre-packaged or store-bought baked goods and desserts

If you suspect your dog has ingested a product containing xylitol, call your primary veterinarian or a veterinary ER right away. If you do not live near a veterinarian, you can also call a pet poison control hotline for advice:

Pet Poison Helpline (855) 764-7661 ($45 charge per incident)


ASPCA Poison Control: (888) 426-4435  ($65 charge per incident)

Just Desserts (Pietro X Reader) request

I’m going to apologize about a million times in advance for how long this is-I got really carried away and im so so SO SORRY. I WRITE SO LONG ITS A PROBLEM I KNOW. ;-; 

Anyways, this was a request from justang6-I kind of went off the prompt a bit and I hope it’s ok, I’m sorry if it’s not quite what you had in mind! I probably shouldn’t write at three in the morning but oh well!

“Could you do a one shot of the reader living with the avengers, and she is cooking dinner/ desert, and Pietro comes to help, but licks the batter of the brownies and throws flour; a big mess occurs and Steve comes in laughing, suggesting take out? Much fluff please:) “

Anyways, enjoy! :-)

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Nine Months After He Filmed Eric Garner's Killing, the Cops Are Trying to Put Ramsey Orta Behind Bars

“At first I didn’t think it would blow up this big,” Ramsey Orta told me. He was describing the video he took of his friend Eric Garner being killed by the NYPD. His voice was nearly too soft to hear.

I interviewed Orta on April 10, nine months after Officer Daniel Pantaleo had choked Eric Garner to death in front of Staten Island’s Bay Beauty Supply. In December, a grand jury declined to indict Pantaleo, but Orta, his supporters say, has been the target of a police campaign to destroy his life ever since.

When I spoke to him, he was at the tail end of a two-month stint on Rikers Island, locked up on $100,000 bail and awaiting trial for drug charges. Orta is 23 years old and slight, with sharp cheekbones that his time in Rikers had made almost disturbingly prominent. Terrified of being poisoned, he’d been living off of pre-packaged commissary food since he entered jail. The fear is better founded than you might think—19 prisoners in Orta’s unit are suing the city over pellets of rat poison they allege guards planted in their meatloaf.


Minimal waste

Thank you so much to the anon who recommended looking into zero waste and Lauren Singer. Every day I am learning new ways to align my practices with my beliefs.

Lessening my consumption of plastic and other waste materials is going to be a journey that will take some time, but I am going to tell you a few changes I am making currently to lessen my impact on this beautiful world

If you care about animals and the environment, look into the impact of plastic! It is poisoning our ecosystems and killing species of animals and plant life! Not to mention contributing to the unimaginably large landfills.

1. Stop buying plastic water bottles! Buy a glass or bio-plastic water bottle instead.
2. As I run out of cleaning/personal hygiene products, I am going to start making them myself to ensure I’m not paying for plastic packaging.
3. Minimize the amount of pre-packaged food I buy. This will be easier come summer when farmers market comes around, but for now I will try and buy my items in bulk in my own reusable packaging!
4. Use bamboo toothbrushes and hair combs. I actually just bought a recycled plastic toothbrush to replace my old bamboo tooth brush, but the next time around I will definitely search harder for a bamboo tooth brush!
5. I recently bought a bio-plastic phone case. The website is

Really be aware of what you throw in the trash and, with each item, ask yourself if there’s away you can avoid that trash for next time.

I also compost organic food scraps and recycle plastic and paper.

anonymous asked:

Shopping for groceries, Himuro, fluff!

[ no, uh, that’s a turnip not a potato ]

Fandom Meme 2
AU: Grocery shopping 
Pairing: Himuro x Reader
Genre: Fluff
Words: 252
A/N: Looool Himuro felt so ooc in this one I’m sorry but I wanted to make clueless adorbz Himumu. And I’m going to keep fandom meme 2s short from now on to practice my drabble writing.

Shopping Himuro was interesting to say the least. It was like watching a newborn baby fawn attempting to understand the world around him. He curiously stared at every single piece of vegetable and fruit, asking you what it was.

You’ve been working in the grocery store part time for quite some time and Himuro just recently started living alone. Although you weren’t particularly close to him, you were close enough with him since he frequented the store. So now, he was asking for advice on what to keep around at home and what to buy.

“Can I use this to make salad?” Himuro asked, holding up a bottle of olives.


“Can I add yoghurt to the salad?”

“Why would you do that?”

“It sounded like an interesting idea in my head.”

“Well, you can’t because it’ll taste weird. You can try this instead.” You handed him a bottle of dressing. “That’s what people usually use. It’s called salad dressing.”

His lips twitched in amusement. He wasn’t offended in the least. His eyes flew to the pre-packaged food. There were salads, sushis, sandwiches. And then his gaze darted over to the instant food section and the frozen foods. Ah. Well, that was easy.

You manned the register when Himuro plopped down a year’s worth of supply of food. “You do realize some of them are going to go bad right?”

“This is dinner only for tonight.” He pointed out.

Oh my God.

“Are you seriously buying twelve boxes of frozen pizza?”

i cant believe there are people out there who dont toast pop tarts. like that’s my go-to cheap pre packaged food but the plain strawberry ones taste like suffering if they’re cold and i have eaten so many horrible pink rectabngles  since i have been in college and it just ruins my day when that’s what i have to eat

after 3 years one of my roommates finally got a toaster so maybe next we can get an oven that actually cooks food evenly and doesn’t occasionally catch on fire and i can finally start making myself actual food instead of College Gruel

22167) My safe foods are pre-packaged foods. They say exactly how many calories are in them. I feel so bad because my dad cooks all kinds of wonderful food and I have so much trouble eating it.