Dancong Oolong Delights

Popovers!

We didn't se as many eggs as usual in the month of June, but our CSA delivers them at fixed intervals anyway. To stop the cartons from stacking up in the fridge: behold!

A double batch of popovers, with the King Arthur recipe of course. The king never misses. A tsp each of dried thyme and parsley per batch, plus grated parm on top right before they go in.

As usual I was not able to quite time all the intervals precisely right. The recipe calls for the batter to rest for 15 minutes before pouring, but I don't want to leave the oven on any longer than I have to right now, and I'm using two different size tins, I almost forgot the butter in the first batch so I had to blend it a little extra, etc. The pecadillos add up, but my family has yet to complain about even the least pop-y of these popovers.

When the last batch is out of the oven, I am most certainly going to take a cold shower and tend to myself for a while.

And you know, that “King Bradley” name is a strong contender for most ridiculous in-your-face naming but that’s not actually the worst of Bradley’s name. What’s worse is that he’s “Fuhrer President King Bradley”, because he’s literally got three titles in his name that all mean “Ruler” literally three of them but even that is not the worst part about Fuhrer President King Bradley’s name.

You see the worst part about this name is that he goes by “Fuhrer”. You know, the German word for “Leader”, pronounced “fyur-ur”, same as “Furor”.

You know, Furor

Or,

you know,

in other words

i'm in Ireland and the search for that bastards name is still blocked and hidden... the legnths the british go to defend and protect their instruments of colonialism and violence is beyond belief. no justice for the victims and yet every measure taken to protect David James Cleary and his fellow murderers.

Also one of his jobs would 100% be in the porn industry but he's working either in the sound dept or editing or some other behind the scene thing. No matter how many times he says that he's just does lighting or whatever, no one believes him.

(also the people in the tags are so big brained with their wwx ace and/or demi agenda)

So here’s what you have to do if you want to have perfect skin while keeping that alpha grindset:

Wash your horses first even if you are caked in blood and dirt

Wash your mighty arms

Don’t use Perfume, rub yourself with manly olive oil only

Don’t do make up, don’t even look into a mirror, you already have a chiseled jaw and flashing eyes

Instead run 120 laps around a racetrack to give your face a natural blush

Comb your hair with a golden comb

“This country was founded by a group of slave owners who told us that all men are created equal. To my mind, that is what’s known as being stunningly and embarrassingly full of shit.” - George Carlin

Kiki’s Delivery Service: takes place in the regular world— albeit at some nebulous point in time— but also magic is real and witches are a thing. Witches exist in this world because it’s fun and we like them. It’s fantasy elements in a familiar setting— essentially urban or modern fantasy.

Porco Rosso: takes place in an extremely specific place and time and contains exactly one fantastical element— Marco’s pig head— which is never given an explanation and is never questioned as a biological impossibility. It’s clearly a metaphor and commentary on a real world issue but it’s also very much literal. This dude 100% has a pig head. No other mentions of magic are made. This is magical realism.