Yep, Some flagged ya.. I undid it! You're a force to be reckoned with with your taste for the naga! "Ahh yeah, I remember her... She's a chilli nut as much as the next man! strong girl!"
To anybody who's reading this , I pray that whatever is hurting you or whatever you are constantly stressing about gets better . May the dark thoughts , the overthinking , and the doubt exit your mind . May clarity replace confusion . May peace and calmness fill your life .
I bring my basketful to serve Our table. Everything mine is yours. Everything. Without reserve.
Poems to which I still revert. Gauguin. Matisse. Renoir’s pear-shaped women. Music I’ve heard. Blessed Schubert.
Ecstasies I’ll never understand – Mandelstam’s instants of splendour, the world A plain apple in his hand.
Lost faces. Those whose heirs I was. My print-out of their genes, Seed and breed of forbears.
Whatever I’ve become – courtesy Of lovers, friends or friends of friends. All those traces in me.
The living and dead. My sum Of being. A host open and woundable. Here I am!
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Tiny as a firefly under the night sky, We try to imagine stars that travel Two million light years to reach the eye.
Long ago on a stormy and starless night Old people used keep a half-door opened, Anyone passing could make for the light.
The Russian cosmonauts leaving after them Bread and salt for the next to dock At the station. Small symbols of welcome. Who’s that outsider waiting for you? We try to imagine how destinies unravel Across the years towards their rendezvous.
A space for wanderers, lone or dispossessed. At this table we’ve laid one empty place, That old courtesy for the missing guest.
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Never again just this. Once-off. Ongoing wistfulness. Wine loosening through my thighs. Closeness. Our sudden huddle of intimacy. These hours we’re citizens of paradise.
A nourishment of senses. Such fierce delight tenses Between affections and the moments When, like a theatre after its applause, This house will fall again to silence.
Let gaieties outweigh Their own misgivings. Emigré And native, my desire attends The moment in and out of time Which even when it ceases never ends.
I feed on such courtesy. These guests keep countenancing me. Mine always mine. This complicity Of faces, companions, breadbreakers. You and you and you. My fragile city.
Hello Sweet, Ive been trying to make Pumpkin Super Soft and Easy buns (the Yellow buns one to be precise) for a long time and it hasn't been turning out well. "Something will just go wrong") Any tips and advice for next time.
Pumpkin Super Soft and Easy buns (the Yellow buns one to be precise)
150 g homemade pumpkin puree 1 large egg 60 g butter 50 g yogurt or sour cream or thick yogurt (sour clotted milk.) 50 g white sugar 4 g vanilla sugar 200-230 g bread flour (10-11%) 6 g Baking powder = 2 tsp. 50 g powdered sugar (confectioners sugar) Vanilla (tt)
Combine all your ingredients in a large mixing bowl and stir to combine evenly. Divide dough into 12 equal pieces. Like, if I'm short on time and I want to make 12 "good enough" pieces, I'll divide the dough into thirds by weight and eyeball it when I quarter each section. Roll buns in powdered sugar before baking. Preheat oven to 350 F/175С Line large baking sheets with parchment paper or silicone baking mats. (Always recommended for cookies.) Place on the baking sheets. Bake the cookies for 5-7 minutes or until the edges appear set and the centers still look soft.
Just made these and they turned out great! Thank u for helping me do buns..I got it on the first try.!You never make the recipe difficult. That's what it's all about. So delicious. Thank you very much!
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I'm with you. Be safe (I see!, as much as possible) and stay well.
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Medaase!
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May peace and calmness fill your life .
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These hours we’re citizens of paradise.
1
I bring my basketful to serve
Our table. Everything mine is yours.
Everything. Without reserve.
Poems to which I still revert.
Gauguin. Matisse. Renoir’s pear-shaped women.
Music I’ve heard. Blessed Schubert.
Ecstasies I’ll never understand –
Mandelstam’s instants of splendour, the world
A plain apple in his hand.
Lost faces. Those whose heirs
I was. My print-out of their genes,
Seed and breed of forbears.
Whatever I’ve become – courtesy
Of lovers, friends or friends of friends.
All those traces in me.
The living and dead. My sum
Of being. A host open and woundable.
Here I am!
2
Tiny as a firefly under the night sky,
We try to imagine stars that travel
Two million light years to reach the eye.
Long ago on a stormy and starless night
Old people used keep a half-door opened,
Anyone passing could make for the light.
The Russian cosmonauts leaving after them
Bread and salt for the next to dock
At the station. Small symbols of welcome.
Who’s that outsider waiting for you?
We try to imagine how destinies unravel
Across the years towards their rendezvous.
A space for wanderers, lone or dispossessed.
At this table we’ve laid one empty place,
That old courtesy for the missing guest.
3
Never again just this.
Once-off. Ongoing wistfulness.
Wine loosening through my thighs.
Closeness. Our sudden huddle of intimacy.
These hours we’re citizens of paradise.
A nourishment of senses.
Such fierce delight tenses
Between affections and the moments
When, like a theatre after its applause,
This house will fall again to silence.
Let gaieties outweigh
Their own misgivings. Emigré
And native, my desire attends
The moment in and out of time
Which even when it ceases never ends.
I feed on such courtesy.
These guests keep countenancing me.
Mine always mine. This complicity
Of faces, companions, breadbreakers.
You and you and you. My fragile city.
(From A Fragile City)
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Oh yeah! Thank you very much!
The Strong Girl
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Any tips and advice for next time.
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150 g homemade pumpkin puree
1 large egg
60 g butter
50 g yogurt or sour cream or thick yogurt (sour clotted milk.)
50 g white sugar
4 g vanilla sugar
200-230 g bread flour (10-11%)
6 g Baking powder = 2 tsp.
50 g powdered sugar (confectioners sugar)
Vanilla (tt)
Combine all your ingredients in a large mixing bowl and stir to combine evenly.
Divide dough into 12 equal pieces.
Like, if I'm short on time and I want to make 12 "good enough" pieces, I'll divide the dough into thirds by weight and eyeball it when I quarter each section.
Roll buns in powdered sugar before baking.
Preheat oven to 350 F/175С
Line large baking sheets with parchment paper or silicone baking mats. (Always recommended for cookies.)
Place on the baking sheets.
Bake the cookies for 5-7 minutes or until the edges appear set and the centers still look soft.
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Can’t wait to try this recipe!
Thank you Sweety!!!
Re: The Strong Girl buns
Thank u for helping me do buns..I got it on the first try.!You never make the recipe difficult. That's what it's all about.
So delicious. Thank you very much!
Re: The Strong Girl buns