This looks good but if you want real flavor, try making a Cajun chicken stew sometime. It has a dark roux and uses the holy trinity (onions, bell peppers, and celery). You can serve it with green peas for some sweetness and a vinegar cole slaw to balance out the richness and add a refreshing crunch. (Only use shredded cabbage, white vinegar, salt, and cracked black pepper. *No carrots, no garlic*). And don’t forget toasted slices of French bread with softened butter smeared right on top🤤
A lot of non-sexual emotions arise when I look at this art piece.
There is so much love, hunger, reverence, and passion in the way he embraces her. It feels like surrender which is held with protection. She is allowing him to take over her body because there is immense trust there, which a woman feels when she is safely absorbed into the person she loves.
That is what makes it so beautiful. The act of becoming one is about recognition, safety, devotion, and the quiet permission to dissolve into another person for a moment.
@AmericanAlphaX This is disheartening but doesn’t surprise me. But man…you know the world is fucked up when Coach is charging $1000 a bag😵💫 that part actually did surprise me lmao
For all of the negative I could get into re: Stephen King, I am willing to put asider my qualms in order to admit that this is perhaps the most realistic and palpable (even, I imagine, to one completely unfamiliar with the agonizing throes of chronic pain) ever portrayed in a Mass Market Paperback novel.
The below excerpt is from Needful Things, the first novel he wrote after getting sober.
Although I don't recall him ever mentioning struggling with ℞ opioids in his rather intimate (though at times excessively persnickety, tautological and didactic) memoir On Writing ,whiich I read in late 2014 in the midst of kicking a rather nasty (but by no means terminal) heroin habit. Mind you, this was right before the fentanyl wave really took off, so I supposed I decided to call it quits at the perfect time.
Gotta know when to fold 'em, I suppose... Still, I can't help but suspect that King himself, esp given his likely struggles with arthritis and carpal tunnel, knew quite well the 'thin web' stretched over searing, insufferable pain by the miraculous dæm0n1ck P0W3R uv Oxycodone HCl (in this case, compounded with aspirin in the now only rarely-prescribed Percodan).