How to make Mitarashi dangoHow to make Mitarashi dango5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
200 g of rice flour
200 ml of hot water
100 ml water
2 1/2 tbsp soy sauce
1 tbsp corn starch
1.) Mix the rice flour and water together.
2.) Knead till dough is as tough as your earlobe.
3.) Fill a pan with water and heat up.
4.) Rip off bite sized pieces of the dough and steam them for 25 minutes
5.) Throw the balls into a bowl and mush together with a wetted wooden spoon.
6.) Knead the dough
7.) Roll out dough into a long stick shape.
8.) With a wetted knife, cut bite sized pieces off.
9.) roll the pieces into balls.
10.) wet skewers and apply an even amount of dumplings to each.
11.) pour sauce over dumplings and enjoy.
1.) Mix all the ingredients in a sauce pan.
2.) Simmer till thickened.
3.) Pour over dangos.
How to make yakitori chickenHow to make yakitori chicken5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
2 chicken breasts, cut into about 3/4 inch pieces
1 negi, cut into about 3/4 inch pieces
Bamboo skewers (soaked in water to prevent burning)
For tare sauce (makes about 1/2 cup):
5 Tbsp soy sauce
5 Tbsp mirin
3 Tbsp sake
1 1/2 - 2 Tbsp of sugar *adjust the amount to your preference
A slice of ginger (optional)
Mix sugar, sake, mirin, and soy sauce in a sauce pan and stir well.
Put a slice of fresh ginger, if preferred.
Bring to a boil on high heat and turn down the heat to low and simmer until slightly thickened.
Stop the heat and set aside.
Thread chicken and negi on skewers alternatively.
Grill the skewered chicken and negi over hot coals until the surface of chicken turns white.
Brush the skewered chicken and negi with the sauce.
Grill until cooked through, brushing the sauce a couple of times.
BTTxReader for Kimiko-MaitoYou woke up with a pounding headache – your mouth was dry and it felt as though your skull had split itself in half. You groaned, clutching your head in agony. What the hell had you done last night? You couldn't remember a damn thing.BTTxReader for Kimiko-Maito4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Whining, you decided that you had better get an aspirin to get rid of the damn headache. You couldn't even remember what day of the week it was, much less where the aspirin actually was.
You shifted to get up, but a weight on your waist held you firmly in place. You froze, looking down at the source of your confinement. A tanned arm was wrapped around you, holding you against a warm, solid body. Your face coloured instantly, eyes widening as you followed the arm back to the person it belonged to.
Tousled, chocolate-brown hair, sun-kissed skin… you felt your stomach do a few little flips. The first, for seeing the gorgeous man-hunk lying next to you, and the second for realising that it was Antonio Fernandez Carriedo – a re
EndureLike the fieldmouse;Endure6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bury yourself in glittering grass,
And weather the wintry grasp.
For by the palest frosty skies
Rove those spectres, twins abroad
Ever working, glazing eyes;
Creeping cold and famine thawed.
Night OutIn the night airNight Out6 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
I watch a young man OD
two paramedics lift him
onto a stretcher
push him into the ambulance
and carry him away.
Near the half-empty hostel
on a cracked sidewalk,
a man has been glassed.
I watch the security guard
press a hand to his head
to stop the tendrils of blood
from flowing out
in gentle pools around his neck.
Under the flashing lights
of a heat-filled nightclub
under the valium drip
and soft effect of medication
I feel the slow, creeping onset
of a panic attack.
I cry and want to collapse
and my sister takes me away
through the maze of body heat
to the dimly lit green haze
of the exist signs,
onto the crowded, lonely street.
We curl into the hostel beds
and I listen to the soft breaths
of the sleeping girls.
And the tears come silently by;
waves of horror in the night.
As the dawn light seeps through curtained windows
I promise myself
I'll never trust in me
Go the Fuck to SleepThe cats nestle close to their kittens,Go the Fuck to Sleep3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The lambs have laid down with the sheep,
You're cozy and warm in your bed my dear, please,
Go the fuck to sleep
The windows are dark in the town, child,
The whales huddle down in the deep
I'll read you one very last book if you swear,
You'll go the fuck to sleep
The eagles who soar through the sky are at rest,
And the creatures who crawl run and creep,
--I know you're not thirsty, that's bullshit; stop lying!
Lie the fuck down my darling... and sleep
The wind whispers soft through the grass, hun
The field mice they, make not a peep...
It's been thirty-eight minutes already...
Jesus Christ! What the fuck! Go. To. Sleep!
All the kids from daycare are in dreamland...
The froggy has made his last peep...
--Hell no you can't go to the bathroom!
You know where you can go?! The FUCK to sleep!
The owls fly forth from the treetops;
Through the air they soar and they sweep
A hot crimson rage fills my heart, LOVE,
For real. Shu
To the CoastNo lachrymose lusts, for me that summerTo the Coast7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A glammer diffused through those dusty ways
The long hot days, and how I inveighed
For mists to slake my burning thirst
And all the while my thoughts were weighed
My heart encumbered and my motions cursed
So I do attest, I shall go west
To the shores in prayer that I'll be blessed
By the foamy chill of eastern breeze
And perhaps in time I'll forget the trees
Requiem for the PlaygroundA breath of red and yellow; the high sorrow of the lark,Requiem for the Playground6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Has brought the fiery sun to set and spill across the park.
Tiger-like the painted bars; swinging in the breeze
Feeling heady darkness come, then running to the trees.
From that arbour circumspect you'll glimpse a flash of eyes,
The gentle rush of childish night; sheltered from the skies.
Sadly though you'll never dwell; not even in your mind,
Endless springs of leafy play, for now are lost behind.
Quickly then I'll write them down to keep their mortal view,
Ah hopeless task; my pen runs out, Goodbye, so long, Adieu.
MomentsI am five years old.Moments5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
The boys in my class have just been teasing me about my last name. It is, unfortunately and a little ironically, Gaye. I'm at my desk crying while my first grade teacher talks to the boys in the hall. My best friend Garrett sits down next to me and tells me that I shouldn't cry because my name is spelled different than "the bad kind". I stop crying because I find that strangely comforting. But the heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach doesn't go away.
I am eight years old.
I'm reading a book from my favorite book series, the Alice series by Phyllis Reynolds Naylor. The book series started out age appropriately enough but as the girls in the books have gotten older, so has the material. The talk of innocent handholding and who likes who have turned into full on discussion of sex. But even though I know I'm not supposed to be reading things like this I continue to devour each book. At the part I'm at Alice has just seen her best friend kissing another girl at the ma
HetaOni Script - 1HetaOni - 1HetaOni Script - 15 years ago in Drama More Like This
- This is a horror game made by noprops. It is a Hetalia RPG based on "Aooni". The objective is to escape from the horror, but it has many differences from the original work.
- Since it is a RPG, it contains many elements of the genre, such as battles, collection of items, etc. No inconvenience is intended to the creator of Aooni.
- And that is the explanation of "HetaOni". Would you still like to continue?
- A deserted house in a mountain about three hours on foot from the world meeting place.
- No one knows how long it has been there or who used to live in it. Rumours had it that it was haunted.
Italy: Ve~ It's really here~
Japan: I thought it was just a rumour... I never thought we would actually find it...
Prussia: It has such a desolate feel... Not bad.
Germany: I don't think it's very interesting, though.
Japan: Me neither... Can't we just look at it from outside and then go back?
An Elven TaleOnce upon a time...An Elven Tale6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Forest Elf named Elandir , Scouted the lands of is Clan ,
has he usually did all is life...
During one of his spring morning scouts, he saw a beautiful human , a Sheppard´s girl,
traveling all alone trough the Forest .
Elandir felt a warm feeling, he could hardly breathe right every time he saw her ,
an unusual discomfort he thought, that made him smile...
Two Years had passed, the girl ,came every spring ,Elandir hide himself every time,
while watching her from a distance, specially at night when she slept quietly at the camp fire,without her knowing ,with his bow and arrow he kept the wolves and other wild creatures at bay,
but every time the Winter came,she always went away , he felt empty ,sad,with a sense of loss, completely thorn apart.
Just a week before the upcoming spring, during one of his father´s banquets,
he finally realized at the Dinner Table and said,
- Father I´m in love...
Is father perplexed by is w
World Less WantedSometimes I lieWorld Less Wanted4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like a doll dropped by my maker.
Staring to the Styrofoam stars
As I shake loose,
Rattle my bones -
Until I might disconnect
The loops and bows tying me down
To a world less wanted.
ChalkYou remind me of chalk;Chalk5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the taste of it as it chokes my nose.
Rubbing thumb pads together;
a tactical tactile decision.
I taste the cloying clogging dust
It's nowt but dust
and the heavy layer of remembrances
it is laid upon.
I miss youI miss you.I miss you9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cant stop thinking about you.
Its like youre stuck in my head.
I think about you everyday.
You say you love me
And I know you mean it too.
But without you here Im just dead.
I walk alone in town and run when I see someone I know.
When I get to that one place where it all happened,
I just breakdown.
My heart isnt like it was before.
I always ask myself where are you? and when will you come back?
I always end up waiting for an answer to come.
Nothing came and it just crushed me inside.
When youre not here I feel like I should be dead.
When I see couples kissing in public and saying those words,
It hurts me, and I wish it was you and me.
I miss you like whoa, and this poem cant even explain how much.
In absence of a poem.I chewed my pen to the nibIn absence of a poem.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and swallowed the ink thoughtlessly,
but no matter how long I thought,
I couldn't say what you mean to me.
I tried, I tried and I tested,
every word in my diminutive range,
but I screwed up more pieces of paper
and happened upon something strange;
I noticed words, which have served me,
for all of my formative years,
had no power to convey my gratitude
for the times that you dried my tears.
Whenever I doubt myself (often),
You're the one who tells me I'm wrong
You lift up my chin and remind me, wait
for the good things that will come along.
I can't find a way to express how
you are the saving grace in my head.
So words can't tell you how I love you -
I hope my silence will tell you instead.
MultivitaminI found a tablet tucked in a brightly coloured neon tube today. Amongst many similar chalky soldiers. Multi vitamins. I remember them from childhood, the tangy almost too sharp taste of citrus. I popped it into my mouth, one of the few things in life that tastes good and is good for you.Multivitamin5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It fizzled on my tongue unusually. When the tingling became a scratchy fight between fluid and solid I spat it out and went back to examine the tube, with the offending material between my fingers. It was to be dissolved in water.
I looked at the item, so willing to decieve me. Under the sunset smokescreen it was deathly white. Nothing but nutrients. My tongue burned, blush with embarrassment. I held it under the tap, alternating the water flow off and on to watch it fizzle. Lying thing. I let it die and went back about my business.
04:24Heavy eyes and morning skies04:247 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Clearing with the ring of stars.
To the sleepless moon I wonder,
Are you still upon this dew spun earth
Or sleeping six feet under?
Incant and Deduct Part 8John was pretty excited about Christmas for once. Usually Christmas meant boring family occasions, Harry throwing a tantrum and eating too much. It was probably because his birthday was fairly close to Christmas anyway; he just couldn't get very excited. This year was different. This year the Triwizard Tournament meant he'd been able to meet up with his friends from Durmstrang (the ones on the Quidditch team and a few of the boys he'd met in the summer dragon training in Romania.) There was the prospect of watching the Triwizard tournament itself in the New Year. The school had decided that they would postpone it till January in response to the death of Carl Powers. And of course there was the Yule Ball. He was looking forward to an enjoyable occasion after the miserable business earlier on in the term, and it was nice to have an excuse to dance with Sarah.Incant and Deduct Part 85 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It didn't really surprise him that Sherlock wasn't exactly enthused about the whole thing. He'd only relented to John's nagging ve
The Grace Given to MeThe Lord of the Rings fanfiction: How do you know that today is the day to die? How do you spend your last day? The thoughts of Aragorn.The Grace Given to Me5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It is time. I know it just as the birds know when to obey the calling of the wind and fly away from the cold lands to feel the sunrays on their wings again. I know it just as the tree knows when to say farewell to its leaves, watching them flutter to the ground one by one and giving something of itself with every leaf. I know that my time has come.
Sometimes I wondered how I would recognize it. How does a man know that he has reached the point where he can leave with dignity and greatness like the kings of old? How does he know that today is the day to die? It could be tomorrow and tomorrow again. One more day not for myself, but for the ones that I love. How can I leave them to grieving? How many times was I near death and only their love returned me to life, showed me the way through the shadows? How can I abandon the
I like you, I love youMatthew rapped on the door quietly, hoping it was soft enough that if his presence wasn't wanted at the moment the sound wouldn't disturb his brother too much, but was still loud enough that he would be noticed. From beyond the door nothing seemed to happen for a moment, and Matthew found himself bickering with himself as to whether to knock again in case the other hadn't heard or to take it as a signal to leave. The desire to not be a bother won out as it usually did and the quiet nation was about to leave when from beyond the door Alfred called, "Its open you know!"I like you, I love you6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Matthew swallowed hard before turning the doorknob and entering the room.
As much as he hoped maybe today would be the day, he highly doubted it.
For quite some time now the Canadian had wanted to be closer with his brother to the south. Which wasn't to say they weren't close; as far as brothers went, they had it pretty good. Other than for that rocky time when the two of them were caught up in Arthur and Fr
16.01.2012A smudged mistake across my eyes,16.01.20124 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leaves the morning blurry and wretched -
I stretch, twist, roll and curl again,
Alphabetising my body beneath the sheets
In an ongoing war of the poses
To sleep, perchance to dream.
Solitude FeastSolitude Feast4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
MY LITTLE POEM
Ponies with Tristania
[Click here for the accompanying song]
Pastries left marred
Candlelit the night
For a party of lone reject
Her treats denied
Dismissed behind her back
They left her out
Upset she lies, caters the fest
Abandoned she feasts
They liked her, enjoyed her games and plays
Like leper now
Those backstabbers, liars,
Cowards, avoid her
Alone you're left
alone you're left alone you're left
alone you're left alone you're left
"Why won't they care without my friends I've nothing left "
Alone you're left you empty soul alone you're left you worthless soul
To fill the emptiness
She feigns the pain inside
Aching heart caters the fest
With puppet plays
Abandoned she feasts
Now castaway escape
SaffronYou make my grey day Saffron,Saffron4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Alight with possibilities,
Alight with humming flames.
You shake the world vermilion,
As I blush until my eyes tint rose,
You make the world throb
Pulsating its nervous beat,
My heart crackling blackly
To the tune of a wild carousel.
Stolen, then, the church organ,
You blindfolded me from blue.
You, my If Only, are yellow.
Ode To Ryan DunnHe was a legend among legendsOde To Ryan Dunn5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He took many hits from riot pellets
Who did outrageous stunts
Even stuffed a toy car up his rear
He was a Jackass member until the end
Friend to Bam Margera and Johnny Knoxville
Who was part of the CKY crew
That made us laugh and cringe on Jackass
He rocked Viva La Bam
With Bam whom he tagged along
On his crazy misadventures
Even messing with Vito
He did many crazy stunts
Stuff that was impossible
But for the brave and crazy
They saw it as the possible
He was host of Proving Ground
When it first premired
It featured Mario Kart
Which he so rocked
Now Dunn is gone
He's up in heaven
Probably playing pranks
On the angels as we speak
You made us laugh
Made us sick to our stomachs
You were a great man
Without you here
Jackass won't be the same
But the legacy we'll live on
For your spirit we'll be with them
Everyone on Earth
Who has seen Jackass
We'll miss you very much
May you find peace in heaven
Rest in Peace Random Hero
Your heroic deeds we'll be fo