It’s not even 7 in the morning but the urge to cook is insane
I'm trying to make a good pot roast in my crockpot, but after I take it out it gets dry. It's on "low" (whatever that means) for 8 hours. I've tried searing it before and still dry. It's submerged in plain water with some herbs and spices for that time. Am I over/undercooking it? It's a cut with low fat %, is that why?
I love you. I think you learned how to make pot roast from someone on Opposite Day, or perhaps April 1st. The only thing you got right is 'low heat for 8 hours'.
Choose a fatty cut of tough meat. Look for lots of fat marbling on a Chuck roast or Shoulder roast. Tough meat has a ton of flavor, and the fat keeps the meat from drying out. The long cook time on low heat, plus acids will make 'tough' meat into a pull-apart, melt-in-your-mouth glory.
Make sure the meat is completely thawed, NOT frozen.
Plain water and nothing else except herbs/spices is.... not what I'd do. A lot of flavor can come into the broth when you add whole carrots (minus the carrot top!) and quartered onions in there. I'm a fan of adding some big chunks of pumpkin or butternut squash and chunks of turnip as well.
I think using red wine for part of the liquid base, and adding a hearty helping of worcestershire sauce will also help the flavor and making the meat 'melty.' The acid and alcohol will draw more, and different flavors from the meat and vegetables that water alone cannot do. Makes it richer.
For my very best pot roast recipe, which had my wedding guests fuckin' clamoring to get the recipe; I cheat. I'm not ashamed of that fact. For the richest, most face-punchingly meaty tasting broth, go to an asian market (or online) and find a mushroom hot pot soup base. It'll be a thick liquid inside a bag, which you then dilute with water. Use THAT as the liquid base (remember to dilute it!), and add your wine and wocestershire sauce to it, along with those herbs & spices. Your whole face will be blown off with flavor. It's the best.
“Watch where the bird flies! It will lead us to–”
“The entire crew dying bc you gave away your address to one of the god’s bitch ass son”
“…What?”
“I SAID THE–”
“PolitiES DONT GO WHERE THE BIRDS FLY THEY WILL LEAD US TO DEAD”
My girl Cassandra deserved a better fate. Let her be one of the Ithacan sisters.
One of our friends (as far as i remember he doesnt know the full extent of just how adorably ticklish she is) got a slice of pizza and knew she’d want a bite so he told me to tickle her to distract her and it worked
She still got a bite tho and i got to hear her giggle so i count that as an absolute win 😁
Especially considering the fact that thats the same day i realized her under arms are ticklish and that she gets incredibly giggly when i squeeze her hips and scribble my fingertips by her under arms
I have this friend. gonna call him J. J knows im ticklish. and normally just pokes me, sticking to my sides and back. BUT TODAY! this fuck (/pos) poked my stomach and i fucking squeaked and he says "why do you react when i poke you where youre not ticklish?" AND THEN! BEFORE I EVEN ANSWER! HE GASP AND GOES "aww are you ticklish on your tummy?" AND I STAND THERE! MOUTH SHUT! FLUSTERED OUT OF MY MIND! HAVING TO PRETEND IM TOTALLY NORMAL ABOUT THIS! My friends just casually say tickle and i don't understand!! like my friend, gonna call her L, just casually says "im gonna tickle you" AND IM LIKE PARDON ME?!? ITS A DAILY THING!! EVERYTIME I SEE HER SHE SAYS SOMETHING TO DO WITH TICKLING!! and im just here like im totally normal about this not flustered at all. there's my rant for the day. youre welcome
The person isnt me buT WHY DID I ONLY SEE THIS NOW I COULDVE DONE THE FLUSTERING BUT NOW I MISSED THE CHANCE
currently in an extreme lee mood. for a specific person. said specific person is normally lee. im not gonna say anything to them. they dont follow me so everything is fine. lets just ignore me. im gonna suffer in peace.
I mean what are ya gonna do stress eat? Oh look a perfect bowl of bread to stress eat while worrying about why someone would give you bread and not want you to eat all of it at a rate so horrifying the person in the chair nearest to you looks on in terror as you order the biggest thing on the menu and all but inhale it
Oddly specific totally didnt happen but ya wtf is up with giving people bread and expecting them not to eat it????? Bullshit. I will eat all the bread. You cannot stop me. Only God or indigestion can stop me now and i havent believed in him in years
The designs of him as a villain are so akdjksjxjsjfjdjdjfj i love it so much i cant kajxjwjdjejjdjdjdj
you ever think about how Stone is insanely skilled, competent, and self sufficient G.U.N agent, who doesn't NEED Robotnik in any capacity, but he's so enamored with him he just happily goes along with whatever plans he has
...me neither
Help cats are so cuteeeeeeee
Sound up
He looks like he’s about to curse someone out omg
aesthetistt
Currently trying not to scream rn this concept is AMAZING
Little stobotnik reverse au idea that Im prolly never gonna fully flesh out. Context: Stone is a commander and Robotnik was assigned to him to both get him out of the lab and to give Stone an assistant. Whta they didnt prepare for was for them to be even worse menaces that they started.
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“Commander Stone, I believe it's your turn to share your next strategies,” some nobody moves on from the last speaker. Stone has never liked these meetings, so he just waves a hand towards his assistant.
“Ah, Robotnik knows everything,” Stone deadpans. “He’ll explain everything.” Robotnik looks up from his tablet, where he was just pretending to take notes, in confusion.
“Wha-”
“Go on,” Stone glances over his shoulder at the other, waving towards the front. Robotnik glances up before looking back at his boss. “You’re the one making the robots for it. Go explain.”
Robotnik thinks to push back. After all, he'd only been assigned as the commander’s personal assistant/scientist a little more than a week ago. Yet, as a different official they could care less about tries to speak up against it, Stone harshly snaps in their face and continues to look at Robotnik expectantly. Taking a deep breath, not bothering to hide the slump in his shoulders, he walks to the front and starts to set up the PowerPoint.
Stone doesn't bother to pay attention to Robotnik’s presentation. They've already been over all of this: the robotics, the attached firearms, the strategies, the insane amount of casualties that the resulting explosions would cause. It's much more entertaining to watch his coworkers struggle to keep up. Stone likes how his new assistant can do that- speak so fast and with such a brilliant vocabulary that just about anyone else blue screens. Everyone except for Stone, of course. He wouldn't have direct contact with one of G.U.N.’s best engineers otherwise. Plus, by the end of it, Robotnik has that wild grin of genius that Stone loves to see. The PowerPoint ends with a little gif of an explosion over a stick figure labelled “the enemies”- Robotnik’s the one that made the slides.
Stone doesn't bother to pay attention to how the chair skids out behind him as he gets up, his hands planted on the table and a similar, sinister grin to his assistant plastered on his face. “Now then, I believe that was all that was asked of me. Ta-ta. Doctor! Let's get a move on.” Stone doesn't even glance over his shoulder to know his assistant is following. Though, he does pause and groan as he can already hear the nobodies shoot up from their seats.
“Now where do you think you're going?” One of them demands, as if they have the right.
“Back to my lair-” sure, it's technically an office, but it's a separate building and it's decorated in a way that lair just fits better- “and I'd really prefer to get a move on. I have wars to end before they start.”
“And what makes you think you can just walk out?!”
Stone snaps his finger and waits a moment for Robotnik to catch on. Thankfully, he doesn't have to turn around before he hears his doctor start speaking to the table. “You see, in our subsequently ranked hierarchy based on levels of critical importance, certain time, skill, and activities are ranked excessively greater than those of measly circle jerks of power.”After a few beats of confused silence, Stone can feel Robotnik turn to him. “Commander?”
Stone spins around with a sadistic grin on his face. “Ya basic!” He translates, much louder than necessary. He turns back around and gestures for his assistant to follow. “Doctor, let's go.”
“Yes, commander.”
Once that door is closed behind him, Stone spares a glance at his assistant. Robotnik has never been good at hiding emotions. Well, he is, just not to Stone. He memorized every micro expression he could the first week of having him. Yet, even those that don't know Robotnik could see the beaming smile on his face. Putting stuck up idiots in their place tends to have that effect.
“Honestly, what were those imbeciles thinking,” Stone starts on a rant, already storming through the building, towards the exit, “not even just those meetings. God, I hate those meetings. But they also had you locked up in a lab before this? With, what? Mediocre scientists? Despicable! Unthinkable! Downright idiotic! Listen here my dear doctor, if I ever- and I mean EVER- start treating you like that, smack me. You have my full permission.”
“Yes, commander.”
“And I mean it. You might be my assistant, but I'm not stupid. You're capable of great things, and by hell are we going to achieve them.”
Stone can almost hear that grin grow wider as Robotnik repeats another, “yes, commander.”
“Now then,” Stone pauses to hold the door open for his assistant, “we have casualties to cause.”
Guys this is my favorite playlist of mine and i feel the desperate need to share it because hfjdhdjdhdjjfsoduhejd!! this has like a good amount of my music taste on it sooo be ready to see the chaos that I listen to all day
15 going on fuckin 50 from how much I put up with (Not talking to you baby) Pronouns? No clue call me by whatever pronouns y’all want Demiromantic Panromantic Taken New to the tickling community, please nothing spicy- sfw only Warning, I will geek out about very random things if given the chance
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