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Coinciding with the anime release, I planned and cooked a meal alongside an episode every week. This post is a collection of all those recipes in chronological order, but all the related posts can always be found on my dungeon munchy tag!
â¨Food is ready trumpetsâ¨
Season 1
Roasted Basilisk and Mandrake Omelet - (Leftovers+)
Living Armor Soup, Bake, and Stir fry
Cabbage Soup, Turnip Salad, Bread, and Spicy Chicken
Bug Snacks and Holy Water Sorbet
Cursed Paintings and Mimic Boiled in Salt Water
Barley Porridge and Kraken (and) Parasite Kabayaki
Raspberries and Yakiniku
Tentacles with Vinegar Dressing and in Stew
Tentacle Gnocchi with Frog Leg
Bonus: Dragon Slaying Cutlet
Rewind: Scorpion and Mushroom Hot Pot and Man-Eating Plant Tart
Red Dragon Feast: Roast, Dragontail Soup, and Pizza Bread
Rewind: Kakiage and Giant Bat Tempura
Good Rations
Dryad Fruit Potage and Bud Sautee / Eisbein-style Cockatrice and Bud Sauerkraut
Cockatrice Ankake and an Eastern Style Meal - (With Brick addition)
Harpy Egg Tamagoyaki
Fifth floor Pilaf, Piccata, and Sweet Dryad - (Reblog with prep and commentary)
Hyorogan, Mushroom Risotto, and Sake Steamed Nightmares - (Hyorogan Prep)
Ice Golem Fish (and) Chawanmushi, Sweet Simmered Mandrake, and Barometz - (Process [CW fish fileting])
Soul Eggs Benedict and Golden Kingdom Feast - (WIP Reblog)
Golden Kingdom Breakfast and Skyfish and Chips - (Leftovers+)
Griffin Soup and Handmade Dumplings - (Leftovers+)
Changeling Dumplings and Seed Tea with Bacon and Eggs
I still like the term parental unit that we used to use as a joke in middle school and high school. Did everyone else do that or was it just a my social circles thing?
Anyways telling the kids to go collect their parental units at the end of an event is a) funny b) gender neutral and c) just refers to the person currently doing your parenting
Also if youâre on joking terms with your parents âgreetings, childâ âgreetings, parental unitâ is a top tier greeting. Makes you sound like robot aliens.
[images: series of tweets from @realavocadofact. tweets read, âtheyâre not elite theyâre richâ, âtheyâre not better theyâre better suppliedâ, âtheyâre not smarter or faster theyâre buying up othersâ lifetimes to do their choresâ, âthere is nothing wrong with you; youâre doing your best in a game rigged against you, probably not enough people and fruit tell you thatâ]
I see this reaction a lot, and I gotta say, it always makes me a little sad. Whenever the conversation of exploitation of labor comes up, inevitably someone finds themselves struggling with the guilt of âIt is so important to me not to contribute to exploitation but I cannot do this thing myself and need someone else to do it for me, so how do I even approach that?â
Exploitation isnât in the hiring of a service worker. Exploitation is in the respect you show them for their ability to perform the service you need from them.
I have been on a cleaning service staff before, and also been someone who hired a cleaning service, and I can tell you for sure that a lot of cleaning crews (especially worker owned ones) absolutely LOVE their clients and are genuinely happy to be able to make their lives better. The clients they donât like? Those are the ones who disrespect the workers.
When I was involved with a cleaning service, we had everything from little old ladies living alone to McMasions with five cars as clients, and I can assure you that whenever there was someone who clearly hired us because they were overwhelmed or unable to keep their space clean, those were the households where you put a little more elbow grease in and did a deep clean even when it wasnât paid for, because you could see how much these people were trying and struggling, and they were always so kind and generous and often embarrassed when talking to you about the job.
I only hired a service a couple if times in my life, but whenever I did, I worked with the same people as often as I could, tipped as well as I could afford, and tried to be the kind of client I would want to have, and thatâs how I often ended up with my baseboards cleaned too, or my fridge scrubbed and organized or a restorative clean done in a high use room even when that wasnât what I had scheduled or paid for.
Iâve heard the same thing from all manner of service workers over the years. Many of us like our jobs! We enjoy the work. Itâs the customers that can do a number on you.
I think a lot of people are afraid that by needing a service they are inherently exploiting or harming the people who perform that service, and they really arenât. But it does benefit a capitalist system for us to all be burnt out and overwhelmed because weâre too afraid to hire the help we need. Be upfront and honest with service workers about what you need and why you need it, and treat them with dognity and kindness while they perform your service, and I promise you they will always be happy to answer your call.
I cant go to my local libary anymore because last year when I stopped by a librarian was reading a book I wrote under a pen name years ago. This book sold under 10k copies and I've literally only heard people talk about this book online *if* I went looking for it so I went up to them and tried to start a conversation like "oh hey I've heard of that book is it good?" Like hoping for some real feedback and she goes "yeah I love reading things by queer writers" and in a moment of terror I was like "oh but- hold on, I thought the author was some old hetero white guy?!" A thing I thought because I used my own dead grandpa's picture for the author pic because grandpa never had internet. I fake looked it up and was like "yeah if he was queer its not public?" And without looking up this absolute unit goes "oh the author bio is obviously fake. I'd bet my left leg the author is a west coast millennial non-binary queer who has never lived on the east coast." And then proceeded to rattle off a dozen linguistic flourishes that are specfic to the pacific northwest that are in the book and several that are nearly ubiquitous in the state where I said my pen name lives that are somehow completely absent from the book.
So you know. Got read for fifth and didn't even find out if she liked it.
Hello Ryan I am here to help. So the first step is pretty easy: Three cheeseburgers are worth 18, so each one is worth 6. If these are dollars, that's a steal!
From the second equation we get that cheeseburger plus fries-squared is five. Subtracting cheeseburger, which is six, from both sides, we get that fries-squared is negative-one. Math fans will know that there are two solutions to this; either fries are the "imaginary unit" đž or they are its negative, -đž. We'll do the rest of the problem with đž, keeping in mind that at the end we should also take the complex conjugates as solutions.
Finally, we have that cup to the power of fries, minus cup, equals three. Replacing fries with đž, and moving a cup to the other side, we get that cup-to-the-đž is equal to cup-plus-three.
Now, the weird part about this is the cup-to-the-i. The problem with this is that complex exponentiation is technically not a thing. That is to say, there is no one function which is mathematically equal to "input-to-the-power-of-đž". In fact, there are infinitely many such functions.
Fortunately, due to reasons that take about six pages to explain (trust me I've done it), there is one particular function that many people have agreed is "the most reasonable one". This is not a mathematical notion, but a human preference. Seeing as this question was presumably written by a human, I am comfortable with using this function.
So, what function is this? Well, given a complex number râ θ written in polar form (if you don't know what that means don't worry), where -Ď < θ ⤠Ď, then (râ θ)^đž = e^(-θ)â ln(r).
Applying this to our problem a value râ θ will be a possible solution for cup if e^(-θ)â ln(r) = râ θ + 3. Splitting this into real and imaginary parts, we get two equations: e^(-θ) cos(ln(r)) = r cos(θ) + 3 and e^(-θ) sin(ln(r)) = r sin(θ). We can graph these equations on Desmos:
The possible values of cup are the intersections between the red, green, and purple. There are infinitely many of these which have an angle of around -Ď/3, and there are two weirdos: One which is a complex number very close to -2.98, and one which is somewhere around -25. The possible values for cup are all of these infinitely many solutions, and also all of their complex conjugates.
Reading the dev notes for Mina the Hollower has been a pretty stark reminder to consider the practical reasons for creative decisions. I was all "okay, but what are we really saying by making the protagonist a mouse", and then the devs are like "yeah, the main reason she's a mouse is because GBC-style sprites are tiny and her bigass ears make it easy for the player to tell which direction she's facing".
The âmessâ was actually the heart of a shipâs crew. While the officers stayed their wardroom or gunroom (depending on the size of the ship) where they ate, lived and socialised, the sailors did so in the mess, between the guns, because there it was actually situated on multi-deck ships, a frigate had the luxury that the men stayed in the lower deck without guns and thus had a little more space.
Messtable on the middle gun deck onboard of HMS Victory, by damian entwistle
If you think that this is how it is in modern times, that there is an extra room, you are wrong. The mess is actually just a table, without legs and tied to the deckhead by ropes. The men sat on their sea chests or an improvised bench that could be quickly stowed away. To eat, the men were divided into messes, hence the name. And each mess could consist of 4-8 people who ate together at one table. Between the meal times, they could also sit down with another person if they wanted to talk or something.
The sailorâs description of a chase & capture, by George Cruikshank (1792-1878)Â
Sailors and Marines were separate and had their own messes. If someone wanted to change their mess because there was a problem between them, this was possible, it just had to be communicated to the first lieutenant and allowed by him, as he made the plans and sorted the men into their units. Each mess also kept and respected their plates etc. with many keeping their private things in their boxes and the Navy issued crockery being stored elsewhere. If something was lost with the number of the person who had it, he had to pay for it, that means he had go to the purser and buy a new one. Pewter dishes were known, as with the officers, but because they could get dented quite quickly, the Sailors had wooden dishes. And the plates were square, hence the name square meal.
Saturday Night At Sea, by George Cruikshank (1792-1878)Â
Every day a man was chosen from the mess (in order) to go to the Purser Mates (Jack of the Dust) in the morning to collect the food in a bag with the mess number on it. This was taken to the cook and he threw it all together to make the meal of the day.
Seamenâs mess (x)
As I said before, the place where the food was eaten was also the place where the men passed their freetime. And this created so much heat that these places were not heated. The grog was also consumed in the mess and the men smoked next to the smoking lamp. In this place, stories were exchanged, crafts were made and later also sleeping was done. In short, the mess (the gun or lower deck) was the place where the ordinary sailors lived. Â
