Kitchen onomatopoeia

Usage examples of sizzle.

A fire sizzled and crackled across the long, low-raftered room of gray stone, where logs of fragrant incense-wood blazed on brazen andirons wrought in the likeness of grinning gargoyles.

They had brought with them a thing of the Great World, Hresh carrying one end and Taniane the other: that hollow tube of metal, hooded at one end, with a region of incomprehensible blackness held captive within that hood, and brilliant light sizzling and hissing at its entrance.

Her cheek fit like a puzzle piece between his jaw and shoulder and, at her damp breath against his skin, Benedict felt an unusual heat sizzle through his veins.

It rolled back under the surface, smoke cuding from its cracked and sizzling skin.

Derveet, Handai, Kimlan, Cho and Cycler Jhonni watched from the hilltop, while excitement jumped about like a firecracker, sizzling in the downpour.

Then he added the pieces of chicken one at a time to the sizzling pan, browning them nicely on one side and the other, then removing them and briefly cooking the mushrooms and the garlic, before adding the wine to deglaze the pan and create a delicate, thin sauce.

The familiar sound of crackling fire and sizzling meat brought his amused glance to Doxy, who was in the process of lifting a pot of coffee off the hot coals.

Air was either entering or escaping at the rim with a thin, sizzling sound.

Boba Fett applying the sizzling point of a miniature torch to exposed circuitry.

Both Fett and Dengar had their spines planted against opposite walls of the cave, leaning forward just enough to get off a few quick shots before snapping their heads back from the bolts that sizzled past them.

Visible to no one within that notably empty room, baneful energy sizzled along the radical, arced from radical streamer to the outermost Cardinal Ring.

With a final convulsion of his will, Ganner reached out through the Force and seized his lightsaber, lifting it with his mind, squeezing its activation plate to snap the blade to sizzling life.

Mr Etermon taking a z-nap on the divan or stealing into the kitchen to sniff with erotic avidity the sizzling stew, represented quite unconsciously a living refutation of individual immortality, since his whole habitus was a dead-end with nothing in it capable or worthy of transcending the mortal condition.

Gunfire, both the sizzle of masers and the flat echoes of slugthrowers.

The dark red dropping sizzled where it struck the moist, mephitic street.