Day 40 1:10 PM 1/4/2023-Chapter 11-A New Friend
The smell made my mouth water and the sound of the meat which i had boiled and now was frying on our cast iron skillet with extra spices and a tad of our vegetable oil made me think i was in a high end mexican restaurant.
OverIndulging
His stomach was demanding food rather fiercely, though, so it was little surprise that the canine grabbed for his wok rather than merely for his skillet as his body moved on instinct rather than with any sort of thought.
Servant of Darkness - Ch. 3: The Fragment
The heavy iron skillet his hand found would do the job. he chucked it as hard as he could, shattering the glass with ease. "not so worried about me cutting up that carpet now, are you?"
Songs of the Mountain 7 - The Guardian
Both of them were shocked as he stood by her side with trusted skillet out and shielding across her belly. "yer not my master anymore yigahnim...haven't been fer the last few weeks."
The Crystal in the Crags
She wasted no time in getting herself washed off at the kitchen sink while limestone stirred the contents of her skillet. but why was there just one skillet when i could smell multiple aromas on the air? https://youtu.be/d6ynmhknhtm?
Shadow Stalkers: Oops...
A headache throbbed behind her eyes and her earlier feelings of elation evaporated like a drop of water on a hot skillet.
Siberian the Half Blind Prince: A Call for Change
I went home that night to nearly have my head cut off with our iron skillet last time such rumors were spread through this gossip buoyant town.
Chapter 4: Ripples of Cause and Effect
“it was a skillet!" rory shot back. “oh, i'm sorry." the wolf said with venom. “i couldn't tell exactly what it was with the bottom of it flying towards my face!"
Pandemic-Day 36 11:43 AM 12/31/2022-Chapter 6-Route Change
I poured the cooking oil i had found in the bus into our cast iron skillet and let it boil as i opened the chunks of caned chicken and rolled it in the breadcrumbs and spices before dropping it in the oil and i had chicken nuggets, apocalypse style, in the
Nightlights
Each brandished a makeshift weapon: a broom, a skillet, a fireplace poker. the boy-who-cried stood before them, looking determined. at his side stood the bears: pappa, momma, and baby. next to goose were reynard and the spider and muffet.
Songs of the Mountain 6 - Assault on Akkala
The beast rushed with a screaming frenzy, claws sweeping out to burn the air itself against the moblin's skillet.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Seventeen
_no,_ she thought, giving the skillet a shake to keep the meat from sticking to the bottom, _the poor thing hasn't had a moment's peace since i took him out of tolk._ once again, she felt regret brush her heart-- regret for having taken za out of a place