AI6YR Ben
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AI6YR Ben
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AI6YR Ben
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Iguana Tacos/Burritos For people who aren’t accustomed to cooking iguana, it is suggested that an easier route may be to make iguana tacos or burritos. Ingredients: Iguana meat (cooked and cut into small pieces) Onion Chives Avocado Lime Chili-lime seasoning Curry or taco seasoning Sour cream Salsa Flour tortillas Directions: 1. Wash the iguana meat thoroughly after removing the skin, organs and entrails, so that just the meat and cartilage remain. 2. Put the iguana meat in boiling water. Add onions to the water for flavor. Let cook for at least an hour or longer, until tender. 3. Remove the tender meat from the cartilage. Cut into small pieces, separating the white and dark meats, then season with whichever type of seasoning you enjoy in tacos/burritos. 4. Season the white meat with chili-lime seasoning, curry or any other type of taco-type spice. 5. Chop onions and chives, avocado, limes and other desired toppings. 6. Mix the onions and chives in with the meat. Then, sauté the mixture on medium-high heat until it is soft. 7. Place the meat in the center of a flour tortilla with avoca- do, sour cream, salsa and other toppings. 8. Wrap and enjoy. Reference: Sun Sentinel; Adapted from Brittany Peters recipe—July 201
Iguana Tacos/Burritos For people who aren’t accustomed to cooking iguana, it is suggested that an easier route may be to make iguana tacos or burritos. Ingredients: Iguana meat (cooked and cut into small pieces) Onion Chives Avocado Lime Chili-lime seasoning Curry or taco seasoning Sour cream Salsa Flour tortillas Directions: 1. Wash the iguana meat thoroughly after removing the skin, organs and entrails, so that just the meat and cartilage remain. 2. Put the iguana meat in boiling water. Add onions to the water for flavor. Let cook for at least an hour or longer, until tender. 3. Remove the tender meat from the cartilage. Cut into small pieces, separating the white and dark meats, then season with whichever type of seasoning you enjoy in tacos/burritos. 4. Season the white meat with chili-lime seasoning, curry or any other type of taco-type spice. 5. Chop onions and chives, avocado, limes and other desired toppings. 6. Mix the onions and chives in with the meat. Then, sauté the mixture on medium-high heat until it is soft. 7. Place the meat in the center of a flour tortilla with avoca- do, sour cream, salsa and other toppings. 8. Wrap and enjoy. Reference: Sun Sentinel; Adapted from Brittany Peters recipe—July 201
Iguana Tacos/Burritos For people who aren’t accustomed to cooking iguana, it is suggested that an easier route may be to make iguana tacos or burritos. Ingredients: Iguana meat (cooked and cut into small pieces) Onion Chives Avocado Lime Chili-lime seasoning Curry or taco seasoning Sour cream Salsa Flour tortillas Directions: 1. Wash the iguana meat thoroughly after removing the skin, organs and entrails, so that just the meat and cartilage remain. 2. Put the iguana meat in boiling water. Add onions to the water for flavor. Let cook for at least an hour or longer, until tender. 3. Remove the tender meat from the cartilage. Cut into small pieces, separating the white and dark meats, then season with whichever type of seasoning you enjoy in tacos/burritos. 4. Season the white meat with chili-lime seasoning, curry or any other type of taco-type spice. 5. Chop onions and chives, avocado, limes and other desired toppings. 6. Mix the onions and chives in with the meat. Then, sauté the mixture on medium-high heat until it is soft. 7. Place the meat in the center of a flour tortilla with avoca- do, sour cream, salsa and other toppings. 8. Wrap and enjoy. Reference: Sun Sentinel; Adapted from Brittany Peters recipe—July 201
AI6YR Ben
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Assoc for Scottish Literature
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Love by Edwin Morgan Love rules. Love laughs. Love marches. Love is the wolf that guards the gate. Love is the food of music, art, poetry. It fills us and fuels us and fires us to create. Love is terror. Love is sweat. Love is bashed pillow, crumpled sheet, unenviable fate. Love is the honour that kills and saves and nothing will ever let that high ambiguity abate. Love is the crushed ice that tingles and shivers and clinks fidgin-fain for the sugar-drenched absinthe to fall on it and alter its state. With love you send a probe So far from the globe No one can name the shoals the voids the belts the zones the drags the flares it signals all to leave all and to navigate.
Love by Edwin Morgan Love rules. Love laughs. Love marches. Love is the wolf that guards the gate. Love is the food of music, art, poetry. It fills us and fuels us and fires us to create. Love is terror. Love is sweat. Love is bashed pillow, crumpled sheet, unenviable fate. Love is the honour that kills and saves and nothing will ever let that high ambiguity abate. Love is the crushed ice that tingles and shivers and clinks fidgin-fain for the sugar-drenched absinthe to fall on it and alter its state. With love you send a probe So far from the globe No one can name the shoals the voids the belts the zones the drags the flares it signals all to leave all and to navigate.
Love by Edwin Morgan Love rules. Love laughs. Love marches. Love is the wolf that guards the gate. Love is the food of music, art, poetry. It fills us and fuels us and fires us to create. Love is terror. Love is sweat. Love is bashed pillow, crumpled sheet, unenviable fate. Love is the honour that kills and saves and nothing will ever let that high ambiguity abate. Love is the crushed ice that tingles and shivers and clinks fidgin-fain for the sugar-drenched absinthe to fall on it and alter its state. With love you send a probe So far from the globe No one can name the shoals the voids the belts the zones the drags the flares it signals all to leave all and to navigate.
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@Crissy@tech.lgbt  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago
Assoc for Scottish Literature
@scotlit@mastodon.scot  ·  activity timestamp 3 weeks ago
The tractor is ill to start, a great heaving and jerking, The gear lever jars through palm and bone, But I saw in a film the Russian women working On the land they had made their own, And so, and so, Said the farm woman: And I bruise easy. Never tell the men, they will only laugh and say What use would a woman be! But I read the war news through, every day; It means my honour to me, Making the crops to grow. And so, and so, Said the farm woman: But I bruise easy.
The tractor is ill to start, a great heaving and jerking, The gear lever jars through palm and bone, But I saw in a film the Russian women working On the land they had made their own, And so, and so, Said the farm woman: And I bruise easy. Never tell the men, they will only laugh and say What use would a woman be! But I read the war news through, every day; It means my honour to me, Making the crops to grow. And so, and so, Said the farm woman: But I bruise easy.
The tractor is ill to start, a great heaving and jerking, The gear lever jars through palm and bone, But I saw in a film the Russian women working On the land they had made their own, And so, and so, Said the farm woman: And I bruise easy. Never tell the men, they will only laugh and say What use would a woman be! But I read the war news through, every day; It means my honour to me, Making the crops to grow. And so, and so, Said the farm woman: But I bruise easy.
Naomi Mitchison The Farm Woman: 1942 Why the blue bruises high up on your thigh, On your right breast and both knees? Did you get them in the hay in a sweet smother of cries, Did he tease you and at last please, With all he had to show? Oh no, oh no, Said the farm woman: But I bruise easy. Why the scratched hand, was it too sharp a grip, Buckle or badge or maybe nail, From one coming quick from camp or ship, Kissing as hard as hail That pits deep the soft snow? Oh no, oh no, Said the farm woman: But I bruise easy. There was nothing, my sorrow, nothing that need be hidden, But the heavy dung fork slipped in my hand, I fell against the half-filled cart at the midden; We were going out to the land. Nobody had to know. And so, and so, Said the farm woman: For I bruise easy.
Naomi Mitchison The Farm Woman: 1942 Why the blue bruises high up on your thigh, On your right breast and both knees? Did you get them in the hay in a sweet smother of cries, Did he tease you and at last please, With all he had to show? Oh no, oh no, Said the farm woman: But I bruise easy. Why the scratched hand, was it too sharp a grip, Buckle or badge or maybe nail, From one coming quick from camp or ship, Kissing as hard as hail That pits deep the soft snow? Oh no, oh no, Said the farm woman: But I bruise easy. There was nothing, my sorrow, nothing that need be hidden, But the heavy dung fork slipped in my hand, I fell against the half-filled cart at the midden; We were going out to the land. Nobody had to know. And so, and so, Said the farm woman: For I bruise easy.
Naomi Mitchison The Farm Woman: 1942 Why the blue bruises high up on your thigh, On your right breast and both knees? Did you get them in the hay in a sweet smother of cries, Did he tease you and at last please, With all he had to show? Oh no, oh no, Said the farm woman: But I bruise easy. Why the scratched hand, was it too sharp a grip, Buckle or badge or maybe nail, From one coming quick from camp or ship, Kissing as hard as hail That pits deep the soft snow? Oh no, oh no, Said the farm woman: But I bruise easy. There was nothing, my sorrow, nothing that need be hidden, But the heavy dung fork slipped in my hand, I fell against the half-filled cart at the midden; We were going out to the land. Nobody had to know. And so, and so, Said the farm woman: For I bruise easy.
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Kent Pitman
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