Sherbet recipe
1/4 c Icing Sugar
1tsp of powdered drink crystals (eg Raro)
1/4 tsp citric acid
1/4 tsp tartaric acid
1/4 tsp -baking soda.
Put all ingredients into a zip lock bag, stir with a wooden stick and enjoy.
Evaluate: My Fir
Describe effect in mouth / tongue:
Fizzy, sweet, sour
Caused by acids and sugar
Taste: sweet, sour,
Caused by tartaric acid, citric acid, icing sugar
Acidity / sweetness: Very Acidly But Bitter
This was a place I shared my learning up to December 2021.From 2022 onwards I used a different blog platform.
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😎😎😎 Making A Bag 😍😍😍
Over The Past Few Weeks We Have Been Creating Soft Material Drawstring Bags Here's A Few Photos
Mine's Not Quit Finished Yet...
How Feel About My Bag This Video Will Show You
Mine's Not Quit Finished Yet...
😭😭😭😭😭
How Feel About My Bag This Video Will Show You
Tuesday, March 20, 2018
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Refuge City
Refuge City
By Kody
Based On The Game Homefront
Bark you hear the snarl of a vicous dog chained to a slick steel fence to the oppistite side of a broken down street light you trip gaint crumble of concrete and add another rip to your grubby, filthy jeans and add anther stretch to the arm of your shirt. You give yourself a nuge and move on swiftly to your desnation, you go through a dark alley leading to a sheler filled with mothers and there children. You speed to a padlocked chain fence you open it and slam it shut, you see a petrolem staision burning to crisps. You see a women and her baby child you take her back to the shelter gates and move on into a small wooden shelter you pick up a bowie knife and a P99 handgun and run out to a main road filled with german soilders and your men standing there ground you run to a barrier and start to shoot your in the battlegrounds now there is no turning back…
There is a silence then a tank moves in from behind then the rusians yell Сделано you know what that means there saying your done. You tell your soilders to retret to the backstreets or an alley way some make it some don’t, you watch your soilders suffer you sob “my family”... you get frustrated you start to cry you run out with 3 C4’s and place them on the tank still sobing you hit the botton taking your life, The selter hears the explosion the women with the baby girl crys get out here they need help a storm of your soilders bardge out the door to see nothing but fire your gone but your a hero...
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