#ceruleanvulpine

[focsle]

did u know vetinari’s name comes from Medici by way of “doctor -> veterinarian” because every time i think about this i laugh

GOD I.......LOVE THAT. Perfect. Flawless.

[redsixwing]

It's easy peasy and delicious!

I'm not going to use actual quantities, because if I make egg salad it's usually because I failed at peeling eggs, in some number I didn't feel like eating on the spot.

If I recall correctly, I adapted this from a deviled egg recipe.

- Boil your eggs to the preferred level of doneness. I like it when the yolks are still bright and a little custard-y in texture. Chop them to your preferred size. Put them in a bowl big enough for some gentle stirring.

- In a smaller, separate bowl, mix some mayonnaise and miso paste of your choice. I like Kewpie mayonnaise and white miso for this. Mix it until it's smooth, and fiddle with the proportions if you want. (I like about 50/50. More miso gets really salty.)

If you make too much, you can use it as a condiment on something else. For extra points, coat something in it and fry it. Yum.

- Stir it into the chopped eggs to your preferred level of goopiness.

- Cut some raw or blanched green onions thin. I like green onions, so I use a lot, and raw.

- Stir that in too. Sample the mix. Does it need anything?

If not, scoop it onto your seeded bread, sprinkle some shichimi togarashi (or some other peppery spice, if you like pepper) and serve up your nice fresh egg sand!

Also good on a bed of green salad, or eaten with a spoon.

[garden-ghoul]

ceruleanvulpine replied to your photo: I lied I will also talk about meng yao

i LOVE him

thank you thank you. he is extraordinarily compelling and every time he’s on screen he’s being overdramatic about something. you can almost hear his self-pity orchestra playing in his head it’s truly magnificent. “If I suffer hard enough finally everyone will see... that I deserve a beautiful rich husband who will always be on my side...”

[lyeekha]

ceruleanvulpine replied to your post “i have just learnt that this whole time up until yesterday my dad did...”

once my uncle did a painting with like a (unicode character missing) empty box and my mom was like “so what is it” and he was like “it’s a heart....” . because he had a flip phone and that’s what he saw when people texted him emoji

oh thats great. context conditioning. thats Art(tm)

[annleckie]

I was checking my blog to see if anything had been flagged and one of the few nsfw things on it is some art of shirtless Radchaai. So ARE radchaai nips Female Presenting Nipples by tumblr standards do you think

This is a question I cannot answer. Just as I can’t tell you whether or not the Ancillary trilogy passes the Bechdel Test.

[gurguliare]

ceruleanvulpine replied to your post “i think what's confusing me most about the good omens adaptation is...”

why does all the cgi look SO bad though

I feel confident in saying that Good Omens with good or even passable CGI would be significantly weirder.

[xaoh-f-goon]

important pictographic evidence submitted as requested (&thanks for identifying these vital familial differences, associate)

[akitania]

“undone” or “drastic”?

(hey remember the dumbest au i ever conceived)

“it feels… dramatic. drastic.” lem can’t seem to stop digging through his pockets and bag, not that adaire can imagine him finding anything that might be useful. she wants to slap at his hands and make him sit still, apparently some residual church-school instinct. “and would it even work? why would you be able to kill someone in the good place?”

“i don’t see the problem,” she snaps, keeping her own hands folded primly in her lap. “everyone else here is dead already. chapter isn’t really even a person. right, hadrian?”

she’s trying to nudge the man, who’s been somehow even more absent than usual, but he just balks and bolts to his feet, staring out the window. he’s looking to the coast. (not that every direction isn’t the coast.) “we shouldn’t have let hella go alone.”

before she can say a word to stop him, something about how his soulmate can more than handle herself, he’s at the door and lem is a few steps behind, leaving her cursing to herself about trailing after yet again.

the three have just made it outside when they hear the familiar many-layered voice, placid and ethereal, apparently echoing over the island’s entirety.

“attention. i have been murdered. attention. i have been murdered.”

“see?” adaire grins tightly, grabbing the arms of both men to keep them from running. “we had nothing to worry about.”