this is my go to recipe for fries!


School’s been stressing me out a bit, so I thought I’d make time for myself to make something delicious.

I got inspiration from chef Deuki Hong’s video he did with Munchies, where he shows off his fried rice that’s not complicated and easy to make drunk! I’ve stopped drinking though, so the last part doesn’t apply to me.

You can watch the video by chef Hong, and how I went about making the kimchi fried rice at the jump. Check it out!

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I’ve apparently been the victim of growing up, which apparently happens to all of us at one point or another. It’s been going on for quite some time now, without me knowing it. I’ve found that growing up can mean a lot of things. For me, it doesn’t mean I should become somebody completely new and stop loving the things I used to love. It means I’ve just added more things to my list. Like for example, I’m still beyond obsessed with the winter season and I still start putting up strings of lights in September. I still love sparkles and grocery shopping and really old cats that are only nice to you half the time. I still love writing in my journal and wearing dresses all the time and staring at chandeliers. But some new things I’ve fallen in love with – mismatched everything. Mismatched chairs, mismatched colors, mismatched personalities. I love spraying perfumes I used to wear when I was in high school. It brings me back to the days of trying to get a close parking spot at school, trying to get noticed by soccer players, and trying to figure out how to avoid doing or saying anything uncool, and wishing every minute of every day that one day maybe I’d get a chance to win a Grammy. Or something crazy and out of reach like that. ;) I love old buildings with the paint chipping off the walls and my dad’s stories about college. I love the freedom of living alone, but I also love things that make me feel seven again. Back then naivety was the norm and skepticism was a foreign language, and I just think every once in a while you need fries and a chocolate milkshake and your mom. I love picking up a cookbook and closing my eyes and opening it to a random page, then attempting to make that recipe. I’ve loved my fans from the very first day, but they’ve said things and done things recently that make me feel like they’re my friends – more now than ever before. I’ll never go a day without thinking about our memories together.

(Translation) Seiyuu JUNON Vol. 4, 10.15.2016 - Umehara Yuuichirou


The previous interview from the said magazine was Aoi Shouta’s. Click HERE to read.

Umehara Yuuichirou:  “All Worldly Things are Transitory” is My Favorite Phrase

In the first edition of Seiyuu Junon two years ago, he was called as the “Highlighted Rookie”. Once again, we will hear his charm as he speedily rises up.

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I should say that

I love fried chicken and will eat any fried chicken within reach

But my grandma who grew up on (and just moved away from) the Southside of Chicago makes the best fried chicken I’ve ever had in my life

And that bitch (she really is evil like abusive and very bad) definitely stole the recipe from a black person there is no doubt in my mind

AND she said she is going to TAKE IT TO HER GRAVE like what kind of woman won’t give her grandchildren a fried chicken recipe

stonebutchrockruff  asked:

Are your recipes also easily gluten-free-able? I decided to follow because I use a lot of vegan recipes due to being lactose intolerant but I am gluten intolerant as well and was just wondering. Thank you and have a good day/night!

a lot of them, yes!

my vegetable harira, butternut squash soup, Thai red curry with tofu, coconut almond ghriba, and Thai mint fried rice recipes are all gluten-free as-is. I’ve added a gluten-free tag for those recipes here.

I’ve made my chocolate-coconut-almond scones with rice flour instead of pastry flour and they turned out great, though I did have to add a bit more soy milk. I’m also working on a scone recipe with coconut flour and almond meal, but I haven’t got it quite right yet.

I’m going to try to get up a tajine recipe soon (sort of like vegetable couscous only without the couscous). anything made completely with semolina flour (which is used a lot in Moroccan food) is probably going to be a no-go, though.

I’m sure that it’s possible to make tart shells and pie crusts gluten-free too with the right mix of flours, and I can work on that if anyone else is interested! plus if you contribute to my patreon you can request whatever recipes you want.


Latest obsession: fried tofu

Every since ordering these at a vegetarian thai restaurant, I’ve been making these nonstop. In the last picture is the sweet chili sauce- which I believe is ESSENTIAL with the tofu. Even though there’s a picture of fried chicken on the bottle, it’s completely vegan. (ft. my little sister sneaking in another bite in the background)

Recipe but not really: 

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My new favorite dinner is so easy and delicious ! Lettuce wraps with pico de gallo, guacamole and curry flavored sweet potato fries. It’s perfect for a rawtil4 diet, it’s gluten free and the fries are oil-free ! 🍟


Pico de Gallo : 1 diced tomato, a few pieces of chopped onion, cilantro and jalapeño 🍅

Guacamole : mash with a fork half an avocado with lemon juice and pepper

Sweet potato fries : Preheat your oven to 250°C (475°F). Chop the sweet potato into fries (peel them before if you want to) , line them on a baking paper or non-stick baking sheet and pour lemon juice, curry powder and pepper. Bake for 15mn and flip them for 10 more minutes or until they’re crispy.

Then I just make a wrap using lettuce leaves, a few fries, guaca and pico de gallo, so good !

Knock Off Benihana/Hibachi soup!

I LOVE Benihana and my boyfriend and I were going to go last night but it didn’t work out, so I made this for lunch today (via a recipe I found on Pinterest) to settle my craving! It’s obviously not the real thing but it’s delicious, quick, and easy!

1 can Campbell’s chicken or vegetable broth
1 tbsp French’s fried onions
2 very thinly sliced baby portabellas
Dash of onion powder
Dash of garlic powder

Throw it all in a bowl, microwave for 2 minutes, and eat it up! And if you want more fat, you can also make your own chicken broth to use


2.5g net carb…… 3g fat


I love old buildings with the paint chipping off the walls and my dad’s stories about college. I love the freedom of living alone, but I also love things that make me feel seven again. Back then naivety was the norm and skepticism was a foreign language, and I just think every once in a while you need fries and a chocolate milkshake and your mom. I love picking up a cookbook and closing my eyes and opening it to a random page, then attempting to make that recipe. I’ve loved my fans from the very first day, but they’ve said things and done things recently that make me feel like they’re my friends — more now than ever before. I’ll never go a day without thinking about our memories together.

I love the freedom of living alone, but I also love things that make me feel seven again. Back then naivety was the norm and skepticism was a foreign language, and I just think every once in a while you need fries and a chocolate milkshake and your mom. I love picking up a cookbook and closing my eyes and opening it to a random page, then attempting to make that recipe. I’ve loved my fans from the very first day, but they’ve said things and done things recently that make me feel like they’re my friends – more now than ever before. I’ll never go a day without thinking about our memories together.

Homemade Vegan Taco Recipe 🍴
- Corn tortillas fried and shaped in vegetable oil
- Steamed Rice
- Pinto Beans
- Salsa Linda; Avocado chunks, Tomatos, Jalapeños, Yellow Peppers, and Lemon Juice.

Vietnamese American in South California

After stumbling upon this blog more or less by accident but very welcomed, I figured it would be a good idea to browse around as I myself do try to write recreatively every so often. I’ve gone through maybe the first ten profiles, I figured I may as well do one myself.

A little of background, the place where I live is known to have one of the largest Vietnamese population in the country. You can find all sorts of different Asian food/markets/stores/etc just walking down the street. My high school where I’m a junior is predominantly Asian and Hispanic. Both my parents were born in Vietnam and came over around the time of the Vietnam War. My siblings and I, on the other hand, were both born and raised in America. I myself am still adjusting to the whole poc thing after having grown up with the average american culture on media.

Beauty Standards

Of course everyone has their own opinions, but I find that the saying “the grass is greener on the other side” to be very true to the way I think. As a nearly year round swimmer, my skin can get pretty darned tan pretty fast. I always liked whiter skin that wasn’t too white for myself but I recognize beauty in many shades. As for the rest of the body, I’ve always admired taller and slim figures for both females and males, being a nearly ridiculously skinny and short person for most of my life, but again, recognizing beauty in other shapes.

Maybe this part isn’t specifically related to my beauty standards but it does have to do with my appearance. I’ve been out in the sun for a long while now. As a kid, way before all this technology stuff came along, I was playing outside with my younger brother before I was going to school. I was in the pool every summer and began learning how to properly swim since about the summer after fifth grade (10/11 years old). I’ve been swimming on my high school team for three years now. Bottom line: I’m in a constant state of tan. It doesn’t bother me that much that I range from potato tan to dirt brown tan. However, people have been confusing me for non Vietnamese, while it is a little amusing to watch them guess, why does it matter? Vietnamese is just another label. Why not appreciate my skin color for the color it is? Seems to work for eyes pretty well regardless of whether the person is German or Korean or Brazilian or whatever.


In terms of american vs viet dress, I’ve always worn more american clothing. It’s a lot easier to find in good quantity and quality; many of the traditional Vietnamese ao dai dresses begin very flimsy. I have no problem with wearing traditional Viet but the main issue is that the only time i really do is for new year celebration which is usually late january-february, aka pretty cool, aka not the same tropical weather Vietnam normally has, for which ao dais were designed.

Dating and Relationships

I’m not big on dating. Never have and I don’t see myself being so for a while. Nonetheless, it doesn’t change the fact that my dad is a stickler for a sort of traditional setup where I end up with a respectable Vietnamese male. My mom, however, is a lot less restrictive, or she’s kept quiet about her expectations; I don’t exactly keep my relationship status and opinions on such a secret. As for friends, both my parents prefer people that are respectable and asian. They have to meet a certain criteria or else I start hearing something about my friends. Personally, my circle of close friends is largely based on the connection and experiences we’ve had with each other.


One of my favorite topics. Once upon a time, I was a picky, slow eater. Nowadays, I’m pretty open to what I’ll stomach. In terms of what I normally eat, it’s almost always home cooked for health reasons, but mainly Vietnamese based. I’m used to this diet, but I was rather shocked when I found out a former classmate had never eaten fast food until almost high school and a current friend of mine eats out nearly every weekend with her family; too each his own. Nearly every meal I have will have rice or rice noodles. Traditionally, that’s what constituted most dishes. Some popular dishes: pho (chicken/beef noodle soup), fried rice with mixed vegetables/meat/cilantro/green onion, spring rolls (noodles, greens, meats, and some other stuff wrapped in rice wrappers), egg rolls (more or less the same as spring rolls without the greens and fried). Of course, if you go into a Vietnamese/Asian restaurant, you’ll have a heckuva lot more variety. Sometimes, my mom or dad will whip up something different. Normally, dad does a stew sort of thing. I’m pretty sure the recipes vary or are a family bc I’ve almost never seen the same stew in a restaurant. Mom will either go for another viet dish we normally don’t eat or something less Asian like pasta. However, when we celebrate Thanksgiving, we go for the traditional turkey with potatoes, stuffing, cranberry sauce, gravy, corn, etc.

Holidays (yayyyy)

I’m pretty sure it varies by family, but there are very few holidays that my family will actually celebrate. From the previous section, there’s Thanksgiving, and as Roman Catholics, there’s also Christmas, which we smush together with (Jan 1st) New Year’s, and Easter. For birthdays, there’s a lot of us so we’ll throw one celebration for one bunch of people (ex: I’m mid september like my aunt and two cousins, so all four birthdays will be celebrated at once although each of us is actually a different day) unless the immediate family decides to have another celebration. The only other major holiday we celebrate is tet, or lunar new year, whatever. We celebrate with traditional tet and Vietnamese food and red envelopes of money (which when initially introduced to one of my English teachers, she thought the kids were presenting the money to the adults, hahaha). Out of the monthly american holidays, I feel that we mainly use the more significant ones, like mother’s and father’s day, as reasons to get the whole family together, something getting rarer with the growing children (the young generation ranges from the oldest who’s already 23ish to the youngest who’s a little over a year old).


As the children of first generation parents, I and many of my siblings and cousins first spoke Vietnamese before learning English at various points in our childhood. I started sometime around kindergarten (5/6 year old) but one of my younger cousin, a 3 year old, is already picking up on conversational English. As I became more immersed in the English language, I stopped speaking Vietnamese although I could still understand most of the adult table conversations at parties or when addressed to me directly. When I first got into high school, I wanted to take Vietnamese as my foreign language because I wanted to reconnect to my native language. My mom argued against it, saying that I could learn at home instead. Despite that, I’ve started picking it up again and speak Viet much more often compared to a few years ago.


Because of the high concentration of other Asians, especially Viets, where I live, I feel that I don’t have to deal with many misconceptions in person, being an introvert also helps with that. 

Still, I would like to take the opportunity to address some common stereotypes and misconceptions. 

First, the smart Asian.

(Unless otherwise specified, assume that the people I refer to here are Asian.)

 Despite being at the top of class and sincerely enjoying and doing well in my math and science classes, I don’t flaunt it around friends. I honestly don’t think that I need to smart to have good friends and not all of my friends feel the same way as I do academically. Not all of my friends are as smart I am sometimes. I have a B average friend that made it to the decathlon team and I didn’t. She went on to wearing medals and going to state competition and doing very well there with the rest of the team while I was swimming. I have days where my brain doesn’t work with me and I can’t think straight. I have another friend, B/C average, and she hates history but she managed to score better than me on our benchmark final, not because I scored low, but because she scored high and we had the same teacher, same test. Maybe it’s a fluke but does it matter? It happened. 

On the other hand, there’s another smart guy, top of the class, all AP classes, you know the type. He flaunts his smartness. I don’t talk to him personally, but I’ve heard him refer to the average people, even the above average people as “commoners”. Getting into top 20 of several hundred in our class and being nominated for almost every class he’s taken this year at the awards ceremony was “gg ez”. Just goes to show you that not every smart Asian is the same. Also, some things like smart being the same as nerdy and glasses is 100% not true. 

Hot nerd =/= smart. Smart and nerdy are not mutually inclusive. A few things that really get on my nerves, especially at the latest assembly which was supposed to be focus on academics, ASB had a bunch of people dress up in the stereotypical nerd dress up (white top, glasses, suspenders, etc.) for a “flash mob” dance.

“Asians are bad drivers.” 

Just. WhY???? We have to take the whole driver’s ed thing like everybody else. Some of the Asian people I know are perfectly fine drivers. I’ve seen bad drivers that aren’t Asians. Bad driving is a label earned, not given.

Sexy Asian ladies. 

I’m sorry, but have you taken a good look at the rest of the human population???? Back to my beauty standards, I see beauty everywhere. Even if you can’t, at least understand that humans come in all sorts of shapes, colors, sizes. Not all Asian ladies have white skin and chi*ky eyes with the monolid, big ass boobs, and are skinny as frick. I’m tan as all hell in the summer; I don’t think I have eyes that are that small; I’ve been putting on weight; I don’t have curves. I have other friends that are also tanned, bigger than me, flat and no curves. I have friends that don’t tan, have curves and all that. Why care?

Self Esteem

Another big topic. I haven’t been put down for identifying as Asian american yet and I’m not aware of any of my friends being put down for identifying as whatever it is, but self esteem is not solely based on that. Going to the smart Asian stereotype, yes, I have “Asian parents”. My mom was top of her class in Vietnam, she seems to expect the same from me. I’m not specially honored or anything when I have A average grades when other people would kill for that. Instead, I’m given a “good job, keep your grades like that” and a chewing out when anything drops to a B. 

Sometimes, I will put in a lot of hard work for something big, academically, and the results don’t turn out as great as I was expected to get. I’m not given a “hey, i know you expected better, let’s try again”, I’m told “you need to do better, go work harder and do it again” or “you blew it this time, do you realize the consequences it can have on your future?” Sometimes, I don’t care about what happens, I just want to be appreciated for what I can do, and not what I can’t. I have friends who aren’t as academically talented and their parents give them hell for it. It stresses them out and makes them just want to quit. But I always let them know that they can come to me for help. I am more than willing to help and tutor.

I can’t begin to count how many times someone in my family has said sometime over the years “you’re so skinny, eat some more.” or “you’re so short, why don’t you put in more effort to grow taller?” or “you’re so tall now” or “you don’t look good in those clothes without a chest” (This is mainly from my mom who works in fashion, but it’s true because the size I am, it can be difficult to find nice fitting clothes.) I don’t let this bother me too much either, but there are still days where I wish I were taller, more curved, more athletically built. Some days, I will wish that I wasn’t so Asian looking or had the background and experiences that I do.

Things to see

I read an article awhile back about the roles of Asian males in tv and movies, particularly Hollywood ones. I would like to see more non traditional Asian male roles by less traditional looking males. Unless the story is literally based in Asian culture, don’t have the one cool ninja guy be Asian and everyone else is something else. What about the suave con man? Or gentlemanly football player? President/leader of a community club? 

For the ladies, don’t make her the slut or concubine of the group. I like the idea of an angry but caring motherly figure for the dudes constantly getting in trouble. The kickass awesome chef sprouting sarcasm. What the heck, an Asian version of Ginny Weasley. Make her the leader instead of the follower. Melinda May, anyone?

We are not all that people think we are. We may have cultural differences with others, but we are also every bit as diverse.

Happy Easter! 🐣

Or Sunday. :)

Week summary time!

Interesting and fun stuff:

Recipe lists:

Yum yum:

Spinach Lasagna Rolls

Shrimp Pad Thai

Cheesecake brownies

Lemon Cheesecake Mousse

Charlotte Cake Recipe

Pan-fried Dumplings

Overnight Strawberry Cream Cheese Sweet Rolls

Onigiri- Japanese Rice Balls

Coconut and Vanilla Naked Cake with Mascarpone Frosting

Nutter Butter Hatching Chicks

The Perfect Cake Pops for Anyone Who Loves Coffee

Chocolate Bourbon Caramel Tart



And I believe a lot of my followers do this:

I do it, too. 🙌🏽

I fully blame @bedlamwolf for this. I joked that she was going to make me vet all of @copperbadge’s recipes before she laid her kitchen-disaster hands on them, and she told me that yes, I should do this.

Of course being a reasonable and rational person, I decided that I was going to start with the brunost burgers from Age of Alton. Not, you know, the ACTUAL recipes. And of course being such a rational person, I decided that I was going to try them all. At once. As you do.

So, from the fries and going clockwise:

Tony’s beef and “oxtail” cheeseburger with caraway seeds and red onion relishes. I substituted veal for oxtail because veal was on sale and the only oxtail I could find was unground. I really need to invest in a meat grinder if I’m going to do Tony’s burgers justice.

Sam’s tomato-brunost basted burger on a potato bun. I think this was my favorite of the three. It was definitely the most brunost-y. (Yes, I’m a cheese snob. I live in Wisconsin and grew up in California. Dairy is practically in my bloodstream.)

Steve and Kamala’s barbecue slider with brunost and chive. My second favorite of the three. The pomegranate barbecue was an adventure to make, and it turned out way better than I expected. I kinda just threw ingredients in a saucepan and did periodic taste tests. Thankfully the flavors mellowed out after simmering because it was real tangy there for a while. (My fault for not tasting the pomegranate molasses before using it.)

Paleo Sweet Potato & Chicken Hash

Some days I have no motivation!

My cooking muse goes for a holidays and I just can’t be stuffed cooking or creating anything!

On those days I make this super yummy hash thing! It is so versatile you can eat for breakfast, lunch or dinner! It contains every food group, and is chock full of nutrients and vitamins, and it’s quick and simple!!

Paleo Sweet Potato & Chicken Hash

  • 1 Tb of ghee (or another healthy fat )
  • 500g Lean Chicken Breast, chopped
  • 1 Brown Onion, diced
  • 1 clove of garlic, crushed
  • 1 Apple, peeled and chopped
  • 500g sweet potato, peeled and chopped
  • 3 large cups of spinach
  • 1 tsp cinnamon 
  1. Heat half of the oil over skillet on medium-low heat and cook chicken breast until cooked through. Transfer to a plate
  2. Heat remaining oil over heat and saute onion, garlic, sweet potato, and apples, stirring often, until sweet potato is tender (sometime sweet potato cooks a lot slower then everything else so to speed up the process chuck the chopped sweet potato in the microwave for 1-2 minutes before cooking over skillet)
  3. Once vegetables have softened mix chicken through.
  4. Add one cup of spinach, add another once it has wilted. Repeat till all spinach as wilted.
  5. Add cinnamon and a pinch of salt to taste

Nutritional Information

Serves 4

 Calories: 376, Fat: 8.2g, Sat Fat: 4.5g, Carbs: 31.7g, Sugars: 9.3g, Protein: 41.3g

There you go, so easy!!

If i have this for breakfast after an intense workout I’ll chuck a fried egg on top for extra protein! YUMMMMM :) 


Pregnancy Diet: A Criminal Minds Imagine

A/N: Hi there, so I posted an answer to an ask earlier, stating that I’d relapsed, and I’ve gotten a few questions about it. This is just a PSA that I’ll be making a post to explain, and it could be a trigger. However, this is a request for Spencer putting Y/N on a diet so that her pregnancy goes smoothly. - fuckeree

Rating: PG13

Warnings: None that I can think of


It always amazed you how hungry you could be when put in the right place at the right time, and that was before you had gotten pregnant. You remember days of just eating dinner, and suddenly smelling freshly baked pie or cookies, and throwing aside your full stomach in order to indulge yourself. 

But now, as you hold a hand on top of you ballooned out stomach, it’s more of a ravenous feeling than just simple hunger. The baby has been a lot more active as of recently, and as if that wouldn’t add to your constant want for food, it was food that had been outlawed, yes, outlawed. 

Grumpily crunching on a chunk of carrot, you can’t help the grumbling and roaring noises that were coming from you, it was your brain telling you that carrots just weren’t good enough, that you needed more, you needed what was all around you. 

“Someone’s hungry today” JJ presses a kiss to your cheek and you nod, throwing your hands, and the carrot, up. “Ever since this ridiculous enlightenment that Spencer had, he’s officially put a ban on all the things that I crave. Vanilla ice cream, pizza, bacon cheeseburgers, poutine, Chinese food, oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, all of that stuff”. 

She sets down her bag, and can’t help but try to fight back her grin. “Well you’re going to hate today. You shouldn’t even be here!” she gesture to the empty table, usually covered in scattered papers and electronics. 

“It’s fast food potluck lunch day” Morgan strides in, brandishing a rather large tupperware container, and the smell that comes within is enough to make you drop that stupid carrot into the trash, and get a little closer. 

“Why didn’t he tell me this? It’s a tease!” you swallow what you’d bitten off, and watch a Derek unveils the most delicious looking homemade pizza that you’ve ever seen, and a whimper comes forth. 

“Oh come on Derek, pizza, really?” he just shakes his head and pulls you in for a hug, or a type of hug that you can still manage. 

“I’m sorry, if I had known, I would’ve made something else” he ruffles your hair, and you shrug, Spencer had said it was for the best. 

But ‘for the best’ really didn’t help, when fresh oatmeal cookies made an appearance, thanks to JJ, followed by deep fried pickles from Rossi, and when Kate comes in holding macaroni and cheese, you feel like you’re going to lose it. 

The only ones who hadn’t made their appearance yet were Garcia, Hotch, and your very own fiance, who had neglected to inform you of this sinfully delicious tease. 

“Those cookies look so good, oh god, JJ you have to give me that recipe for when my ban is lifted” you can’t stop staring at all of the food around you, you thought this morning had been bad when you were watching a woman eat a cinnamon bun for breakfast, but this was like Hell itself. 

“I will, but come on Y/N, just have one” she offers you the dish, and it takes everything you have to shake your head and smile. 

“Spencer wants this diet strict, I’m sorry JJ, I really wish that I could” sadness rises in your eyes, and she takes you by the hand. 

“Spencer isn’t here right now” she says quietly, just loud enough for those in the room to hear, but low enough to keep it away from prying ears. There’s simultaneous laughter, and Rossi nods furiously, biting into his own cookie. 

You look around at the encouragement they’re all giving you, and you let your pregnant-woman-will-not-say-no-to-cookies attitude take over, quickly picking up a small cookie and holding it to your lips. 

“It’s been so long” you murmur, before taking the smallest bite out of it, savouring the way that it crumbles so softly in your mouth, the oatmeal just the perfect consistency as you close your eyes and lean your head back. 

“Oh this is good, this is so good” you mutter, taking another bite, and grinning sheepishly as the team looks at you with pride, and a little bit of mischief in their eyes. 

You’re about to finish it off when you hear a thud coming from the door, and it’s like a herd of deer caught in one massive headlight, as all of you look to the long legged young man rushing towards you. 

“Y/N! What the heck!” he’d dropped his bag at the door, probably watching how much joy you derived from a food you weren’t supposed to eat, and is now standing in front of you, flustered and wild eyed as he takes the cookie. 

“Guys, you know that we’re eating super healthy for this baby, a little less encouragement on cheating the diet would be nice” he shakes his head, and you just smile at him, knowing he can’t stay mad at you. 

“Babe, I just really wanted to try one, it’s one cookie, come on” you push your lip out, pouting at your fiance as he pushes his hair back and bites at his lip, trying to suppress the smile that fights to come up. 

“I.. You’re not suppo-.. Okay” he sighs, defeated by the puppy dog eyes that you’ve been staring at him with, and you smile like the cheeky devil you are. 

“But seriously, no more feeding her goodies, at least not until our daughter makes her entrance, I just really want them both to be healthy” he takes your hand and squeezes it, and you lay your head on his shoulder. 

“Spencer here gets really anxious, he’ll go crazy if you give me treats” you kiss his cheek and he nods. 

“I guess.. That’s just my way of trying to make sure that absolutely nothing can go wrong to either of my loves, and I get really worried that maybe the baby will have a reaction or something once she’s born, that can happen, you know it can!”. 

You take his discussion about allergies as a chance to take a seat, and take a breather as your daughter decided it’s time to kick the crap out of you all over again today. 

“Alright Spence, they get the daddy talk, come on” he just nods, “Oh, okay” he says quietly, picking his bag up and joining you at the table. 

“This stuff all looks so good” you hint, and he shakes his head, “What I made is really good too” he counters. He lifts up a container of homemade spinach dip, and hands it to you, followed by a tray of mixed vegetables. 

“Is this so that she can dip her vegetables in vegetables?” Morgan takes a piece of pizza and waves it across the table at you. “Come on, one little piece, I can cut it in half!”.

Spencer shakes his head and opens the tray, taking a cucumber and making the first move. 

“Come on baby, pweaaaaase?” you bat your eyelashes at him and he doesn’t even falter. 

“Nope, here, try this” he dips a carrot in it, and holds it out to you. Not really wanting it, you lean over and bite it directly out of his hand, he watches with an expectant look and you chew slowly. 

“Not bad, but I think dipping pizza in it would be better” you say, and he shakes his head once more. 

“You’re not going to give up about this, are you? You’re like a little kid” you smile and press his hand to your face, he squishes your cheeks, and you stick your tongue out. 

“Please, please, please, please” you’re incessant, you won’t give up until you get some of that pizza, and maybe some pickles too. 

He holds strong for a little while, but eventually he just stares directly into your eyes, and puts his hand back on your cheek. 

“I’m not a master, I’m just a fiance, go ahead” there’s a round of applause, and you can feel the giddyness rising in your throat. 

“Thank you babe” you murmur, placing a subtle kiss to the corner of his mouth, and he grins into it. 

“You’re more than welcome” he replies, passing you the rest of the dip to use. 


Veggetti Review

I really struggle with incorporating enough vegetables into my diet. I used to go an entire day without any vegetables and then at dinner have a salad. Since making a commitment to be a more healthy and fit person I try to eat vegetables with every. single. meal. So when my boyfriend’s family received the Veggetti as a Christmas gift – I was pumped.

The great things about the Veggetti are

·  Budget Friendly - The Veggetti is pretty cheap and so are vegetables :)

·  Super easy to use

·  It has more than one setting – you can make think strands, thin strands, squiggles and curly fries

·  Cooking the ‘noodles’ is easy – you can make SO many recipes while still incorporating vegetables

·  Similar to pasta – the ‘noodles’ are filling

In my opinion the Veggetti is a win-win. It’s perfect for someone in college or a sit down dinner with your family. The first time we tried using the veggetti we made a delicious stir-fry with it. But the pintrest possibilities are endless - stir fry with teriyaki sauce, tomato sauce, a cauliflower alfredo - we normally do a teriyaki stir fry, but I plan on using it all the time so check back for recipes :)

Midnight Burger, Shanghai

There’s a burger boom going on in Shanghai, and the newest place to pop up, Midnight Burger, is only a block away from my house. So naturally I had to check them out…

Yet another ripped off “homage” to the Shake Shack logo…

Midnight Burger, which I was told used to be a food truck catering to the late-night party crowds, really plays up the stoner theme in their interior artwork, which baffles me somewhat, given China’s hardcore stance on drugs…

However, despite the gimmick, the burgers here aren’t half-bad. They go pretty simple with a spiced beef patty, cheese, lettuce, tomato, onion and their housemade mayo-based sauce on a flaky sesame seed bun…

Their fried “Bean Curd Chicken Burger” was even more impressive, with a chicken thigh that had been marinated in “bean curd” (miso?), a Taiwanese recipe as they explained, before being breaded and fried…

More flavorful than most of the chicken sandwiches I had in New York before moving!

With a limited menu that includes a vegetarian quinoa & sweet potato burger I did not try, thick cut fries with ketchup and truffle mayo were the only side…

On the beverage side, MB serves ice cold Pistonhead beers from Sweden…

At about seven dollars a pop, I felt the cheeseburger wasn’t worth the price, but I’d go back for that fried chicken sandwich again anytime! My problem with the place though is that their “High Times” vibe is attracting gaggles of rebellious ex-pat teens and skaters who just hang out and talk loud; and that for a place called “Midnight Burger”, which supposedly sells munchie food which I’d gladly stop and pick up on my way home from a local bar after a few beers, they close at 9pm!


785-3 Huashan Lu, near Changle Lu



angleterre97  asked:

Since the holidays are upon us, I was wondering if you could do a McKirk where Bones is at a super festive and crowded mall shopping for friends, family, and coworkers, but it's terrible cause he hates crowds and the festiveness and he has no idea what to get anyone. He's just bad at it. They he runs into Jim and he is just an awesome, totally attractive stranger willing to help cause he loves Christmas shopping way too much.

  • There’s nothing wrong with Christmas. Even for someone like Bones. There’s the Christmas lights, the music is fun for a day or two, and the holiday spirit is just generally a little contagious. But even after a while, Bones starts getting annoyed. Annoyed at the crowded shopping malls. At the higher prices on display. Booked restaurants meaning he’s never going to get them a place to eat over Christmas, and God forbid he has to cook something himself. That by itself sucks, because Bones has neither the skill not the patience to cook. Really, grocery shopping the weekend before Christmas is horrible. Bones doesn’t know yet what he’s going to cook. He considers brussels sprouts, because that’s real Christmassy, isn’t it?, but he hates sprouts. Joanna mostly just wants pizza, lasagne and french fries, which is understandable, but there should be some green hidden in that food somewhere at least.
  • “Go for peas if you’re not into veg,” a guy says, and he throws Bones a small smile. “Peas?” “Yeah, peas and carrots, they work well with Christmas. My mom has this great recipe that makes carrots sweeter with honey and cumin.” “Okay,” Leonard says, in lieu for a better answer. Because really, what is he supposed to say to that? “Sweet carrots might actually be the thing I get my daughter to eat,” he finally adds, and the other smiles. “It works well with turkey, she’ll love it.” “I’m not cooking a turkey,” Leonard huffs. “What? But it’s so Christmas!” “It’s so much work, and they’re all sold out.” “Fair point.” he says, then reaching out with his hand, “I’m Jim Kirk.” “Leonard,” Bones says.
  • Jim loves Christmas. He’s wearing one of those ugly green sweaters underneath that leather jacket of his. He points out a few suggestions for dinner that are fairly easy to prepare: chicken fillet with cranberries, ham with honey mustard dressing. All these things that sound really nice. But Leonard ends up going with lasagna anyway, because at least Joanna will eat that, and it’s minimum effort from Bones’ side.
  • He runs into Jim again a few days later. He’s carrying a large bag under his arms, and he seems to recognize Leonard immediately. “Hey, oh- it’s you, how did your grocery shopping end up?” “Uh. Good,” Leonard replies. “You went with chicken or ham?” Jim asks. Leonard’s mostly distracted by the red sweater he’s wearing, full on Christmas trees and reindeer. “Yes,” Leonard replies, and Jim raises an eyebrow. “Yes?” “Chicken,” Leonard lies with a small smile, because lasagna sounds pathetic. “Good choice,” Jim calls with a smile, “you still buying presents?” “Yeah, some last minute gifts. Nearly everything’s sold out,” Leonard says, “I really ought to start shopping during black Friday.” “Oh, that’s ill advised,” Jim laughs, “are you looking for anything in particular?” “VR Glasses,” Leonard explains, “whatever that is. They’re sold out everywhere.” “Oh, shit, really?” Jim opens his bags, and finds a little package. “Here, I got these for my nephew. They’re VR glasses,” Jim explains, and Leonard raises his eyebrows. “What? No, I couldn’t,” Leonard says, but Jim shrugs. “Listen, I love Christmas. I love my nephew, too. But I already got him at least five presents, maybe more. I start buying them in October, so I lost count a lil.” “Still,” Leonard says, “I don’t even know you. This is too much?” “Well,” Jim starts, reaching out and dropping his present in Leonard’s bag, “you could always make it up to me by buying me dinner.”
  • “So, do you always wear sweaters?” Bones asks curiously when they sit down in one of the local restaurants. Nothing fancy, but definitely not too shabby. Jim’s pretty much saved Bones’ Christmas, after all. “Only when it’s cold out,” Jim replies. And really, a sweater shouldn’t look so good on anyone, but it does on Jim. He’s ditched the Christmas colors, but he’s rocking this soft white fabric Bones much rather sees on the floor instead. “How are your Christmas preparations going?” Jim asks, and Bones shrugs. “Okay, I guess? I got presents and food.” “No decorative lighting?” “I live in an apartment, I’m not going to decorate other than a tree for my daughter. If she wasn’t there I don’t think I even would’ve bought a tree.” “What? But decorating the tree is half the fun,” Jim says, and Bones raises his eyebrows. “What makes you so excited about Christmas?” He asks, and Jim shrugs. “I didn’t really get to celebrate when I was young, guess I’m making up for lost time.” He says it casually, but Leonard knows people well enough to know when to pry - and this isn’t one of those moments.
  • It turns out, it’s not just Christmas Jim really enjoys. They don’t spend Christmas together, because they’ve only been on one date, that’d be ridiculous. But when Joanna spends New Years with her mother, Bones decides to hang out with Jim in the local bar. Jim loves New Year, too. Loves the firework, though he’s evidently distracted with kissing Bones when the clock strikes midnight. Jim loves valentines day. Not in big, grand gestures - it’s only been two months, after all, but just in a cozy dinner at home with Bones and Joanna. He cooks them dinner and they play board games afterwards. It’s the first time Joanna meets Jim, and they hit it off right away. But Jim also loves Easter, something Bones doesn’t even celebrate until Jim happened. He wakes up to a fancy breakfast and chocolate eggs hidden around the house, some of which Bones finds even well into summer.
  • And really, Jim wasn’t lying when he said he started shopping for Christmas in October. It’s the first time Bones stumbles upon presents in Jim’s apartment, and he questions his boyfriend with a frown. “Are you serious? It’s not even Halloween yet,” Bones says, and Jim laughs. “Remember last year? When you had to run around that last week, chaotically trying to find your daughter a Christmas present? Yeah, I remember too. That doesn’t happen to me, and you better find yourself those presents on time this year, too,” Jim says. Bones promises he will, but he’s not. It’s that week before Christmas when Bones comes to that sudden realization that, shit, Christmas is in five days and he’s yet to start shopping for presents. And of course, that’s when he runs into Jim in the mall again. “Shouldn’t you be at work?” Bones asks, and Jim raises an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t -you- be at work?” “I have the day off.” “What for?” “Gotta buy that Christmas turkey on time this year,” Bones replies, and Jim cracks up a smile. “Near a Toys-R-Us?” “I still had to buy some presents.” “Some?” “All of them” Bones admits, and Jim snorts. “Thought I told you to start shopping on time,” he says, crossing his arms over his chest. “I know,” Bones says, “I just hate it.” “That’s not an excuse. You wouldn’t have to hate it if you prepared these things on time,” Jim counters. Bones shrugs, throwing Jim a tiny smile. “But if I had, I wouldn’t have met you,” he says, and Jim stares at him for a few seconds, clearly fighting a smile - but then he gives in, and leans in to press a kiss to Bones’ lips. “Fine,” he says, “what do we still need?”