Arsenic And Adobo Novels & Stories

"They call it chicken adobo. It's a famous dish here in the Philippines and one of our best sellers to foreigners here in our hotel." Mandy nodded. "Ohh, chicken adobe." Andrew laughed. "No, it's not adobe, it's a-do-bo." He said the word per syllable. "A-doh-boh?" Mandy repeated. Andrew chuckled. "Yeah, that's much better than adobe." "Okay, I'll remember this chicken adohboh." Mandy smiled as she continued eating. Afterward, Andrew insisted on accompanying her to her room. "Thank you for the delicious breakfast, Mr. Bradford," Mandy uttered while they were waiting for the elevator.

I helped Maria cook three dishes—Pakbet, Tinola, and Adobo—all of which, they told me, were Denver’s favorites. It was a bit nerve-wracking trying to help in a kitchen that wasn’t mine, but everyone was so kind and patient. We moved around like a well-oiled machine, chopping, stirring, tasting. I felt like I was part of the family, even if just for a while. The air was filled with the smell of garlic and ginger, and the comforting aroma of adobo simmering in soy sauce and vinegar.

Their grandmother, Carmen, decided to cook for them, her specialty which is adobo, and pairing it with white rice is the best kind of feeling for Brieanna. "Hmm..." she moans, shaking her head slowly, "Your adobo is still the best grandma. It's been so long since I tasted adobo!" "Aye! How about me? My adobo is the best too!" Aunt Mary yells, twitching her upper lip. "And what have you been eating at that island? All fish?"

Kimora POV I woke up early and quickly organized myself. I also teased Ycson and West because I needed to go home to the Cosmian Mansion and to get to Zach. It's already 6:04 am so I ordered some ingredients to cook the adobo. A Filipino dish. It has some parts of chicken but most likely it has a chicken drum stick and wings. It also has soy sauce, onion, garlic and other ingredients. I learned to cook it from my Mom and when I taste it, it is so delicious and tasty. It is also good with rice. That's why I want to cook it for Zach.

Aemon asked in surprise. "Yeah. My mother often cook Adobo and Sinigang." She shared a glimpse of her memory she doesn't want to remember anymore. They were still happy that time—a small happy family. "What are those?" he asked with curiosity and faced her. She was just staring outside the window while he was staring at him, falling in love with her even more. "Adobo can be pork or chicken. It's with soy sauce," she explained. Aemon nodded while visualizing it. "It looks good," he commented. Lily smiled the smallest when she remembered how her father enjoyed it a lot before. "What about Sinigang?" he added another question.