INICIAR SESIÓNWanda Edisa is a great chef. She made customers cry with how good her food was. She uses nostalgia like it was the secret seasoning to her dishes. In a world where Mechahumans (half-mecha and half-human species) make up 97% of the world's population, making a restaurant that evokes human-exclusive feelings was Wanda's calling. So when a part-mecha writer who is a heir of a conglimerate company was left unimpressed in a birthday dinner, Wanda felt threatened and challenged. "Give me 30 days to cook for you. I'll make you forget half of you isn't human." This is the love story of Wanda Edisa and Eli Wright.
Ver másEli Wright was born in Neocatha, Mecha Pangea; on January 31st, 6174. In this year of the Cybersentient Era, Wright was one of those individuals who form part of 97% of Mechahuman species in that century's demographics.
As a species and a sentient being, Mechas were an accidental creation by humans. They live in peace as Mechas learn every scientific criterion to be labelled as living, acknowledging that their creators are humans.
Ironically, Eli was a writer. Throughout human history, the children born fully-human were often dissuaded from pursuing their passion of making their career in their artistry; usually by their family members. Artistry, however, was the most desired area for studies and career in the Cybersentient Era.
With his noble background, he had enough resources to become one of the most notable individuals of the era.
He married a fully-human chef, Wanda Wright (née: Edisa, born October 15th 6174). In his interview to NeoTablo, he says his wife made him "forget half of me is a machine sometimes."
Wanda Edisa was the founder of the fine-dining restaurant, Sapiensa. Sapiensa was a restaurant with three Holostars. In an interview with The Cathan Papers, Edisa felt "an obligation to let Mechahumans to be more in touch with their human side, while also creating a space for human minority that there is a place for us." Her skill was rich in culinary. To achieve her goals, she created the restaurant with a mission to remind customers of their humanity through food.
Wanda herself was a prominent chef. Food critic, Markus Nile, wrote in an article published by The People's Voice under their culinary topic: "Chef Wanda reminds me that even the Mecha part of me is dependent on my human DNA. She demands that a customer books for more than one person, creating an ambience that is shared with another person, whether they are Mechahuman or humans. She aims for recipes and menus that reminds each customer of childhood days. Personally, this gave me the feelings only human could feel. Nostalgia. Faith. Contentment. Love. Even when it's not necessarily to a food, but the memories or the person sitting with you on the same table."
This opinion is backed by another food critic who was a contibuting vote to her Three Holostars rank and award, Misa Yamamura: "Each customer is asked about their favorite snack, birth city, and favorite childhood memory. All of these seem irrelevant and mundane, despite understanding that this could be used as a material for her exclusive recipes. I just didn't think I would love her chicken katsu. To my surprise, it was seasoned with crushed dried ramen snack that I ate when I was a kid. I cried. Sapiensa was the only restaurant who succeed in storytelling through food."
However, Eli's love story with Wanda wasn't one that started with praises. In fact, Eli was unimpressed at first. Wanda stated in an interview for New Pangea's article that Eli "pissed me off... He was the first person who I failed. I thought he just didn't understand culinary, but he was challenging me to be a better cook. Before I knew it, I was challenged to be a better human too." Wanda believed it was "amusing" how her mission "backfired" on her by "a handsome Mechahuman."
Until today, the critics and literary fanatics believe that Give Me 30 Days to Cook For You is Eli's best novel yet. The novel tells about their encounter. Uniquely, Wright chose to tell the story in Wanda's point of view and in a more fictionalized manner.
"My wife is a human. You'll feel more human that this story was told in the perspective of one. I'm just a hand and a pen that writes them all."
This is the book.
Merida Bynes,
15th generation descendant of Eli and Wanda Wright Cybersentient Era historian Mechahuman ArchaeologistMy feet silenced by the high-tech shoes I wear. Winner wheels louder than me. It sounds like a vacuum in a very low volume. In an age where the owners of loud technologies is frowned upon like crying babies in a public Mechaplane, white noise sounds refreshing. "Wanda, why are you taking me to the restaurant?" I look at his face and smile. "Because I haven't been home much. Great thing about you is you're not forbidden in any place, like other pets. You don't need to go to school like children. I can just take you to wherever I want to see you if I miss you." "You sound a bit emotional." I glare at him. "You sound like Dad." "He's my Dad too." I sigh and look ahead as we got onto the escalator. I was in Indicatha. They had a community of ten thousand humans. I got outside our cabin, bringing a cake. The forest deep and thick. My father used the sun to charge Winner. "Why do you use the sun directly, Dad? I thought we already power everything through his charger... also po
The restaurant's sign has its CLOSED sign facing the outside world. Inside, I am with my 23 chefs. They sit in the dining room like they are the guests from two nights ago. The only difference is that they aren't here to eat, but to listen to my cooking plan this month."This February, let's scrap all our experiments for now."I look at the bewildered faces who can't even begin to murmur their uncertainties. Speechless, almost comedic. The gentle laughter escapes me."Relax. We'll use today to cook the easiest foods out of the marinated meats and give it to our Sapiensa Charity.""We have a charity organization?" Apprenti Luke whispers to Sakura."Yes. Sapiensa has a subsidiary charitable organization. We feed the rich? We eat them too." I answer."But that's not the main topic of today. I want to disrupt the experiments because we have a much more important learning opportunity this month. Apprentis, please take notes. This month, we have only one person to impress. It's Eli Wright.
Dilemma, planning, visitation, getting to know him before cooking, dynamic setting (rocky at first).Why the fuck did I agree to this shit?I wake up from my smooth white sheets, pouring out my rage in a shrill. I look to the window, heaving already. Flying cars around this city, holographic advertisements everywhere from the view of my 20th-floor studio apartment.Inhale, Wanda. Let the oxygen hurt your lungs a bit like a balloon on the verge of exploding.Then, exhale. Like you're letting go of every pain you went through in your life.I get down from the bed, placing my feet on the soft insoles. I wait as my insoles pixelate around my feet to form a pair of fuzzy sandals. I notice the left one missing some pixels and groan. I have to repair them soon.Walking to my living room, my house looks too clean as if no one lives there for a while. Sighing, I start making my coffee."HELLO, WANDA!""WHAT THE FUCK?" I shout, spilling my coffee onto my hand.Turning my head to the source of t
It's 6 P.M. The first customers of the year are finally arriving from their mecha-transformer cars. Classic of the people who look down on those with "cheap flying cars."I have no time to greet them by the door. I never see the point anyway. After all, I'm not a celebrity. Besides, I don't wish to greet people like these.I can see from the kitchen pass-through counter that the guests arrive with glamorous outfits, sitting at their assigned tables."Chef, good to go?" My cake pâtissier arrive at my table with a chocolate cake.I bend down slightly, checking the moistness. Taking in the subtle smell of molten chocolate that anyone could taste without moving their mouth. The kind that drives a person crazy with cravings they didn't know existed.I didn't taste the chocolate, but I already know the cake has a perfect ratio of bitterness and sweetness that it mirrors the bittersweetness of one's memories. Opening my eyes, I nod to Saul, the pâtissier."Good to go." The corner of my lips












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