I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this. There’s so much going on here. I genuinely love the conception of gender as mystic autodeism. Gender as divine microcosm. Gender as Great Work. It’s gnostic, it’s alchemical, it’s got notes of bacchanalian worship of the body and the inherent magic of self-discovery. This but unironically.
Shoutout to transphobes for thinking gender is this fucking badass
I had a dream that Joe Biden addressed the nation wearing a Miko robe like a Shinto priestess. He was also visibly 8 months pregnant. He didn’t talk about that until the press asked him about it, to which he replied “I bear the child of a great spirit” as if that was like, something mildly inconvenient like getting stuck in traffic.
“It’s digestible” has got to be the laziest goal I’ve ever seen achieved by a food product.
“It’s digestible”
“It’s digestible” is pertinent!! Okay, for those of you who haven’t researched Crisco for writing fic about gay sex in the mid-late 60s:
The first-edition of The Joy of Gay Sex, published in 1977, declared, “Vegetable shortening may be the best lubricant, since it is not only greasy but also digestible”[4] Such a statement perhaps gives new meaning to the companies boastful declarations that “Its digestible” and “Crisco has been making life in the kitchen more delicious for years.” Similarly, in the 1978 sex manual The Advocate Guide to Gay Health, Crisco even earned an entry in the book’s index. Discussions of the shortening’s use as an anal lubricant indicate its popularity, with statements such as: “The lubricant, typically the cultic Crisco, must be copious.”[5] In fact, Crisco was so synonomus with gay sex that discos and bars around the world took on the name, such as Crisco Disco in New York City, which was one of the premiere clubs during the 1970s and early 1980s. Other clubs or bathhouses, such as Club Z in Seattle, even featured murals with Crisco. Thus, Crisco was conversely also one of many things that led to the formation of gay identities during the 20th century.
Love this post for so many reasons but most especially because this is from all the way back in 2012 and and yet not a single blog in this thread is deactivated
I enjoy that not only does this have a link to an actual source, but the link still fucking works.
but @rhea314 you didnt include a picture of the crisco disco! AND MY GOD THE DJ BOOTH WAS A GIANT CRISCO CAN!
Go dance and get fisted. Fucking iconic.
Love the gay history, but i just wanna correct that the “it’s digestible” in the gay stuff was a reference to crisco’s tagline it had been using since 1911, the actual meaning of its digestible is because it’s main competition came from “enhanced” lards which were rendered pig fat mixed with non food thickeners that literally did not digest and caused people to basically just shit out pig cream, since crisco was veggie based the body digested it along with the food
And in case you were still wondering, @mudwerks.. Tuna Croquettes
This post is the opposite of net zero information. Not only did I learn several new facts about gay history but also we rounded our way back to the original question of the tag line and the mini obelisks.
And the real trick to it is falling madly in love with literally everything. Gomez Addams isn’t just madly in love with Morticia, he’s madly in love with his house, with his train set, with his kids, with his brother, with his weird normie neighbors, with literally everything. Different kinds of love for each, but love all the same. For having such morbid tastes, Gomez is madly in love with life. THAT’S how you land a Morticia, by being unapologetically and madly in love with everything around you.
Bitches love me for my passionate swag and my unrelenting appreciate for the zest of life
I often see people ask how to get started with doing this, because it seems like a daunting task to be in love with everything, when you are starting off in love with nothing, or very few things perhaps. But the answer isn’t grand or elaborate or secret. The answer is to pick something, and choose love.
And then do it again, and again, and again.
The act of being in love is just choosing love over and over.
The act of being
in love is just choosing love
over and over.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
HOW ARE YOU HAPPY WITH THIS!!! HOW ARE YOU CELEBRATING. YOUR BREAD IS MISSING ITS BREAD!!!!! YOUR BREAD HAS NO BREAD IN YOUR BREAD!!!!
This guy says it has a “light and airy crumb” YEAH ILL BET!
@smallshrimphell
Like what kills me is that this is actually pretty impressive. Working with high hydration dough is difficult on it’s own but at 106%!? And to work it just enough to develop the gluten so it doesn’t collapse while also keeping all the gas is hard. Timing the proof would have also been difficult. Looking at that crust they must have a really good oven set up as well. Hot as hell. Probably done in a preheated dutch oven.
And all in service… of this. The texture of the bread must be terrible. No fluffiness to it, all tough, thin strands of bread. Crust is probably lovely, but a crunchy dark crust is only nice when it covers lovely light, fluffy, soft bread. It’s the contrast of those textures that makes it work. I like an open airy crumb as much as the next bread maker but this is ridiculous.
Sometimes, things that are more work to make… are worse
This is none pizza left beef but homemade bread edition
None bread center crust center air
This isn’t done for eating. This is done to see if you can do it.
This is the food Famine was serving at the Diner in Good Omens.
ALT
