I made a Honeycrisp apple pie with crumble top. Happy Thanksgiving 🍁
First I macerated the peeled, sliced apples in ½ cup of sugar, 1 tbsp dark maple syrup, and a bit of lime juice for about 30 minutes. Then I strained the juice and set the fruit aside.
The tasty juice prior to being strained
Cooked the juice down and thickened it with tapioca.
Blind baked this butter crust I made yesterday at 200° C (400 F) for about 20 minutes with pie weights in parchment, then another 10 with said weights removed.
Filled the bottom with the apples, then baked for about 10 minutes more until the crumble top was golden. 🥧
Following up in order to bring this thread into compliance with the Food Porn Act of 2012, § 3.14 which states: "All baked goods displayed must include at least one depiction of a cross section."
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3 years ago today I checked into rehab. I haven't touched drugs or alcohol since, and I don't miss them.
It's easily the best decision I ever made.
I'd be lying if I said I don't regret not getting help sooner or better yet, never starting at all. I wasted so much time and money, and did some pretty awful things.
But I do my best to not live in the "what if", and to stay in gratitude. Plenty of people die or fuck up way worse, often irreparably so, or never stop the cycle at all.
My mother told me this morning that while she did have an ultrasound while pregnant with me, they wouldn't tell her my sex by policy back then. So I asked how anyone knew I'm male and apparently it was in fact revealed at birth by a method called "look down, see penis." 🧵 1/9
I was aghast. "You mean there isn't a shadowy cabal of doctors in a worldwide conspiracy to arbitrarily assign a gender to each and every baby, sentencing them with the stroke of a pen to a life sentence in gender prison?!" 2/9
She then asked me if I was off my meds but confirmed that in fact, there is no such grand conspiracy. But why then, friends, have I been constrained into a box my entire life by Society™, if not for that M on my birth certificate or the dangly doodle betwixt my legs? 3/9
THREAD: Do you want to know why I refuse to be silent in the face of what mainstream “LGBTQ+” voices say about gender and sex now on Twitter? Because they’re purporting to speak for me, and they don’t tolerate dissent. It’s the fucking Rainbow Borg–assimilate or be destroyed.
It took as long as it has for me to start showing my spine because I honestly don’t WANT to hurt anyone, especially not the vulnerable. But I will *not* be forced to agree with concepts that I find patently insane nor nod along while pseudoscientific garbage is spewed everywhere.
I can’t speak up at work, because “our workplace is an inclusive environment for all." Disagreeing with how best to be inclusive means that you are against minorities by default. I see your trap, Franz Kafka, so I stay silent. The risk isn't worth jeopardizing the job I love.