LINKDING

<blockquote>You’ll smell it before you see it — scents of ticklish pollen, braised roots. The market doesn’t like to let itself be found too easily. I found it by accident nineteen years ago, stumbling from Atgeld Library in that gossamer hour when the sun begins to warm a world still living in night. They tell me the walls between things are thinner at dawn and dusk. But you, my daughter, needn’t worry about all that. They’re expecting you.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“So you’re a chef,” the huntress said, after she’d saved the day, “and you’re out here to hunt and cook a dragon?” “Yes?” Kee picked leaves off her muddied pants, a futile gesture.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Jack Zimmermann keeps up with his neighborhood's Facebook group only so he can keep an eye out for lost dogs during his morning run. Until the day one of his neighbors starts giving away pies.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A young food taster to the Traitor King must make a difficult choice in this story of pastries, magic, and revenge.</blockquote>

<blockquote>At midnight in the Night & Day Bakery, the burnt-caramel vanilla scent of warm sugar rose into the air and hovered. Esmé was careful to keep the heat balanced—if the sugar got too warm, not only would the syrup scorch, but the spell inside of it would burn, too. The oven, as if attuned to her very thoughts, held steady. Esmé smiled.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Engineer’s meat wept and squirmed and wriggled inside her steel organ cavity, so different from the stable purr of gears and circuit boards. You couldn’t count on meat. It lulled you with its warmth, the soft give of skin, the tug of muscle, the neurotransmitter snow fluttering down from neurons to her cyborg logic center. On other days, the meat sickened, swelled inside her steel shell, pressed into her joints. Putrid yellow meat-juices dripped all over her chassis, eroding away its chrome gloss. It contaminated everything, slicking down her tools while she hacked into the engine core on the stolen ship. It dripped between her twelve long fingers on her six joined arms as she helped her cyborg siblings jettison all the ship’s extra gear out the airlocks to speed the trip. So when the first human vessel pinged their stolen ship with an order for grub, Engineer knew that meat was somehow to blame.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Food and love have a lot in common. Leia learns how to cook. This takes some time.</blockquote> ➤ three times Leia cooks with someone else

<blockquote>The justification Yuri gives himself for ending up at Yu-Topia is that the onsen is practically part of his training regime. He goes into the kitchens first, entirely because it’s polite to greet Hiroko and not at all because he’s looking for Grandpa. He finds possibly the last thing he expected to find in Hiroko’s kitchen. There’s Grandpa, which is predictable. He reaches out to ruffle Yuri’s hair, and Yuri pretends to hate it, also predictably. Grandpa has on one of Hiroko’s aprons, and is evidently in the middle of chopping up some kind of vegetable, which is still not the unexpected part. The unexpected part is that Viktor is also wearing an apron, and is peering into a metal bowl looking perplexed.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Feral Desert Child and Former Stormtrooper Learn How To Food, Beleaguered Resistance Pilot Watches With Love And Horror</blockquote>

<blockquote>“What is taquitos,” she asks her house, carefully, in its tongue.</blockquote> ➤ this is SO GOOD

<blockquote>The first time Rey tried something fresh and crunchy and good, she was in a cantina on a planet more green than she could have ever imagined, and the little treat was crisp on her tongue and a collection of flavours she had no memory of ever experiencing.</blockquote> ➤ predictably, I don't care about the kylo ren sections. but everything else is good!

<blockquote>Yolande persuades Sunshine to employ her magic in her baking. Sunshine has her doubts.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The last thing the Resistance thought they were getting in Finn was a decent chef, but Finn’s been cooking for his squad since he was small. He doesn’t mind cooking for his new friends — especially since Resistance cuisine is pretty damn awful. There's also the fact that Finn never really had a place to fit in when he was a Stormtrooper, and his journey to finding a place to fit with the Resistance. Or alternatively — five times Finn cooked for other people, and one time other people cooked for him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>This is a food blog, not a disease blog, but of course the rumors all over about bird flu are making me nervous. I don’t know about you, but I deal with anxiety by cooking. </blockquote> ➤ the chronicles of a family dealing with an epidemic as told through a food blog. This worked REALLY WELL and by the end I was SO ATTACHED to everyone in the story and ughghgh I hope everything does work out for them in the end

<blockquote>Welcome to The Great British Bake Off.</blockquote> ➤ I did not expect a modern AU involving baking to have this much in the way of Lady Pole feels

<blockquote>cooking and furiosa/max? pretty please? :D</blockquote>

➤ lots of good meta about food in the context of the Mad Max universe

➤ I NEVER BOOKMARKED THE GIRL SCOUT COOKIES FIC???

<blockquote>Here is a fic in which Sam, Natasha, and Bucky bake Steve a birthday cake</blockquote>

<blockquote>Every year, the annual careers fair sees competition between Greendale and City College over who gets a second booth. This year, it looks like the only way to settle this question is through brownies, a training montage, and a surprising amount of references to Rocky IV.</blockquote>

➤ that awesome video of the baker dude. guaranteed to improve my mood.

<blockquote>Every morning's the same. John wakes up before dawn, goes down to the kitchen, and starts making honey bread. Next come muffins, turnovers, cinnamon twists, single batches of different kinds of cookies, and a second batch of honey bread for later. He starts in on his deliveries at six-thirty. When he walks into Weir & Caldwell Accounting, the receptionist brightens and says, "Oh good, the bakery guy is here! Thanks!" That's basically all he ever hears her say. He doesn't mind. He only knows her name is Laura Cadman because she signs the receipt neatly.</blockquote> ➤ yet another of those delightful sga fics I read but didn't bookmark back in the day

➤ happy-making

<blockquote>Lizzie and Darcy do lunch. “So,” Fitz says, “speaking of mixing things up. Let’s talk about the big white elephant in the room. You guys are talking to each other, even after Darcy’s disastrous internet love confession. That’s pretty cool!”  “Uh…” Lizzie says, looking around the room, her skin flushing pink. “What?” Fitz asks. “We were all totally thinking it. Am I supposed to pretend it didn’t happen? Gigi and I talk about it all the time.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which Cougar goes home, goes on a road trip, and learns to cook.</blockquote> ➤ (or, where Cougar takes his dying grandmother to mexico and learns how to EXPRESS FEELINGS THROUGH FOOD)

➤ When Arthur comes out as gay to his father, Uther is horrified and doesn't understand anything but HE WILL NOT REJECT HIS SON so he determines to LEARN. And somehow Merlin ends up being the guy guiding Uther into a better understanding of gayness. ➤ Main focus is Uther-Merlin friendship ➤ originally on kinkmeme here: http://kinkme-merlin.livejournal.com/32553.html?thread=34760489

<blockquote>When Cottia arrives in Calleva, her Aunt Valaria means to remake her into a Roman maiden. Cottia does not approve of this plan, but she may not be able to resist.</blockquote>

<blockquote>There was a time when the woods near Duva ate girls…or so the story goes. But it’s just possible that the danger may be a little bit closer to home.</blockquote> ➤ The nature and identity of good and bad in this story is very interesting, and definitely commentary on traditional fairy tales

<blockquote>Sarah is giving up refined sugar for Lent, which is seriously going to put a cramp in Megan's heartbreak-fueled lifestyle.</blockquote> ➤ sequel is "blush": http://verity.dreamwidth.org/691487.html

<blockquote>eating during sex, mild D/s, bottom!John, and, of course, cupcakes</blockquote>