Arroz Ala Valenciana Novels & Stories

Valencia noted the ingredients needed to make the cake, tumpeng yellow rice, young coconut, other fresh fruits to make fruit ice and finally vegetables for the side dish to complement the yellow rice. "Yep... Can you read it, Liana?" Asked Valencia, she handed the piece of paper to Liana.

Bamby was so thrilled that he was jumping for joy. Mama Laura just smiled. Evidently, she knew who Mikael Alonso was. She just busied herself preparing their lunch – all of Clarissa’s favorites that included ‘chicken adobo,’ which was a type of Filipino chicken stew; ‘pancit,’ which was basically an egg noodle dish which shreds of pork and variety of vegetables; and ‘sinigang,’ which was a traditional sour soup.

greeted Jordi cheerfully. "Good morning," replied Alice. "Morning, Jordi," Ranti greeted. "Hmm ... let's eat first, I'm hungry. You guys cook really well," praised Jordi. "Have you all washed your faces and brushed your teeth?" Alice asked. "Of course." They had breakfast together. Today, Alice and Ranti made yellow rice along with its side dishes. "It's so delicious. I really miss this kind of food," Jordi praised again. "Eat ... stop praising it so much."

Valencia Nightingale. "I know you must be hungry, Val," Bartholomew exclaimed, lips stretched into a wide smile as the maids plopped me onto a chair by a wide mahogany table. Spread out in front of me was a huge pile of different assorted foods—rice, potatoes, gravy, turkey and some I couldn't even name because I had no idea what they were. "So I had the cooks prepare all sorts of food for you, whichever suits your taste,"

“Not now, Valen. Jennifer is too far. How about we have a mommy and son lunch instead?” He pouted but nodded, and I sighed in relief as I led him to a nearby restaurant. The place had an earthy aroma of soy and spices. We sat at a small booth near the window. A waitress brought over a menu, and I ordered for both of us. When the food arrived, it looked heavenly. There was a plate of dumplings filled with meat and veggies. A bowl of fried noodles arrived next, tossed with crunchy vegetables, tender slices of beef, and a sweet-savory sauce that made my mouth water. For Valen, I ordered fried rice loaded with scrambled eggs and tiny cubes of chicken and peas.

The food had a lot of spice and the smells were upsetting her stomach. “Here, you will like this,” Violetta said as she offered a bowl to Izzy. Izzy took it with a smile and took a spoonful of fluffy white vegetables. It looked like mashed potatoes, but it smelled like roasted marshmallows. “That’s called rienut, we sweeten it before we roast it,” Beatrice said, nodding in agreement. “I’ve never heard of rienut before,” Izzy said truthfully. “You wouldn’t. It’s only grown here,” Marchessa said with a snarl.

We made Arancini and Osso buco alla milanese. Arancini refers to a dish of stuffed rice balls. These are usually filled with mozzarella, peas and tomato sauce. While the latter is usually meat. It is braised slowly in white wine and is served with an array of vegetables. The maid is pouring red wine. Chiara is still not here. I am waiting for her. Suddenly I hear the voice of engines and from here I can see the cars being parked. When I see closely, I see Luciano getting out of car. Why the hell he is at home this early? Now I will not be able to eat lunch in peace.

He scratched his hair nervously. “And you have no idea about his favourite food, you should be ashamed of yourself ”, “We never talk about those things. We only discussed business and lives. All I know is that he loves homemade food a lot”. He said, trying to defend himself. “He loves paella”. Hazel whispered in her mind. “What’s paella?”. Crystal said out loud. “It's Spanish rice. Made with saffron, chicken and seafood. Oh true, I have seen Damien eat that a lot”. Max responded.

“What about Peking Duck?” “I’m afraid we don’t have that either ma'am”. “Huh!” Kate crossed her arms, raising her eyebrows. Did Charles plan to make her starve? “Today’s special is available for your taste ma’am”, Charles said as if reading her thoughts. “What is today's special then?” “Paella Valenciana”, he replied, watching Kate eyes lit up, barely holding back the grin tugging at his lips. “Yayyy!” Kate exclaimed, then quickly cleared her throat, realizing she had broken her character. “I would love to have that”, she added with a polite smile.

I have finally finished setting the dining table up. I have prepared enough food to feed this street. I'm just so happy and moreover, today is Christmas Eve so why not? On the table lays Pan-seared steak with roasted vegetables and mashed potatoes, chicken parmesan with spaghetti and mariara sauce which are his favourites. I also made some of mine like Paella Valenciana and Chuletón de Buey. I can't wait for him to get here. He would absolutely love this.