Amiya Menu Novels & Stories

**Haru (smiling):** “Easy. Pinch, don’t stab.” I show her the grip—thumb and forefinger on the top stick, middle finger guiding the bottom. She mirrors me, a little clumsy at first, but gets an onigiri to her mouth on the third try. **Mia (after the first bite, eyes closing):** “Oh my gods. This is so good. The rice is perfect. And the sour plum in the middle—” **Haru:** “Umeboshi. Mom’s specialty.” We eat in comfortable quiet for a minute, just the sound of chopsticks and the low roar of the cafeteria behind us.

"Certainly, Mr. Damian. We will make all the necessary arrangements to ensure your privacy. As for the menu, is there a specific cuisine or any dietary restrictions we should consider?" Mia is fond of Italian cuisine. "It would be wonderful if the chef could prepare a customized Italian menu. Her favorite dish is mushroom risotto, and she adores tiramisu for dessert. I'd like to surprise her with those choices. And a wide selection of wines." I add most importantly. "Understood, Mr. Damian. We will take note of your requests and make the necessary arrangements. Additionally, would you like us to organize any special decorations or add-ons to enhance the ambiance?"

Ryan suggested they start with some edamame and miso soup, and Diana happily agreed. As they looked over the menu, they shared stories from their week, laughing at each other's tales and enjoying the chance to relax together. When it was time to order, Ryan suggested they try the chef's special sushi platter, which had a selection of the freshest fish and most creative flavor combinations. Diana nodded in agreement, her mouth watering at the thought. While they waited for their food, they sipped on glasses of cold sake, enjoying the smooth warmth that spread through them with each sip. The restaurant was alive with activity, but in their little corner, Ryan and Diana were lost in their own w

Flipping open a manila folder and scattering its contents across the coffee table, Miria replied agreeably, “Ooh! Yum! From that place off—” “Yeah, Pho Bar. “That’s the one.” She looked up and winked. Digging his phone out of a pocket, Marcus searched for the restaurant’s website and pulled up the menu, eyeballing Miria’s shoes as it loaded. Bending, he collected them by the ankle straps, walking the phone over to her. “Don’t get started on that. Pick your dinner first.” Miria huffed and rolled her topaz eyes, but they glittered merrily. “Bossy bossy.”

I smile and hold my wife's hand as we're guided to a table and given menus. "I'll have the Tokushima ramen with tempura and karaagi, and some warm water, please. Thank you," Raine tells the waiter, closing the menu and passing it to him. I also placed my order. "I'll have the Tonkatsu ramen and karaagi. Thank you," I say. The waiter bows and leaves.

MJ and Patima are currently at one of the tables around the shop, feeding each other. "Say ahh~," Patima said as she raised her fork that had a chocolate cake. MJ smiles then opens his mouth that makes Patima push the fork forward. Aimi is currently with Amber while Ming and Bao are behind the two. "Amber, there's a Mochi, I wanted one," Ming said as Amber nodded her head. "Uhmm... We'll get Mochi, Empanadas..." Aimi looked at Amber then at Bao. "Uhh... Blueberry Lattice Bars, please" he said as Aimi nodded and told the cashier about his order.

After about 20 minutes of walking, they arrived at Isomaru Suisan—a classic izakaya buzzing with warmth and noise. “Three beers, two highballs… Sakura-chan, what about you?” “Just one Yuzu Chuhai,” she said. Enough to join in, but not enough to lose control. She needs to wake up early tomorrow—no matter what. The food came in waves—edamame, yakitori, grilled squid, sashimi, tofu, even ebi tempura. The table filled quickly, the air thick with laughter and smoke from nearby grills. Sakura smiled, laughed, and eat with them…

Alice heard the sound of a wallet crying. The interior decoration is antique, Japanese—style design, tatami style, exquisite elegant room with screen to cover, unique charm. The waiter in kimono led them to the window, poured them black rice tea, and served the menu. Barry asked Alice what to say, and Alice shook his head: "You click, I don't know much about this." "Then I'll just click." Barry twitched when he saw Alice nodded. He is really cruel, what is more expensive, salmon, Arctic shellfish, beef sashimi, miso soup ...

, Amara sighed . " So , I will pick you at sharp eight . " , Michelle grinned . " We will ! " , Alex elbowed him . ............................ At restaurant ............. " It's Indian . " , Amara exclaimed excitedly . " Yes ! me and Alex loves Indian cuisine , it's so yummy and spicy . " , Michelle chuckled . " It's been so long , I had not tasted Indian . I missed the food . " , Amara said with pout . " Mommy loves Indian food , when I will be a big girl I will buy you an Indian restaurant so that you can have you favourite meal anytime . " Anjali said excitedly .

Yumukod muna ang tagasilbi bago muling lumabas. “Come here, Abigail.” Awtomatikong kumilos ang mga paa niya para humakbang palapit kay Liam. Naupo siya sa puwestong para sa kanya. Tila iba na ang panginoong sinusunod ng kanyang katawan. “Mahilig ka ba sa steak? I hope, you like roasted beef sandwiches, too. I also ordered lots of green salads. Mahilig si Mia sa leafy veggies.” Umupo si Liam sa tabi niya. At habang nagsasalita ay isa-isang binubuksan ang mga aluminum cover ng mga bandehadong nasa ibabaw ng trolley.