Chowder X Panini Novels & Stories

I was going to say you could start by charming her with pizza, but not like that,” Granny says. She sniffs the air. “You got anything normal in that stack?” “There’s a pepperoni with mushroom and spinach, a cheese with extra pineapple, a meat lovers with extra bacon, extra cheese, and extra meat, a buffalo chicken with broccoli, mushrooms, and alfredo sauce, and one taco with extra sour cream and lettuce,” Binksky rattles off. He’s basically a human hard drive. I’d say encyclopedia, but I’m not sure people know what those are anymore.

He tossed the huge slab of cottage cheese and cut it into small cubes (paneer) with a long knife mid air. The spectators looked at the genius chef in awe as he worked like a whirlwind, oblivious to the outside world. Soon a huge crowd gathered outside his station. No one moved. No one talked. No one blinked. They just watched, glue to their spot in utmost silence. Enzo blew at the fire causing it rise beyond his height and skillfully, tossed the paneer cubes into the direct flame. He neatly caught the tossed pile on skewers and with utmost concentration barbequed the pieces with one hand while making a green coriander chutney with another.

"Egg Benedict Panini," "I'm sorry, that's not available today, sir," He raised an eyebrow, probably blaming the unavailability on me. "Chicken, Tomato, Avacado Panini?" "Fine," Wait a minute. He didn't mention the size. Before I could say anything, my stomach started to rumble. Dammit! Stop! Why the hell did I have to start my diet yesterday! Damn that useless cantaloupe and watermelon! It's all just water! Nothing else!

(Dosa is kind of pancake/crepe made of ground and fermented batter of rice and Urad gram. Coconut Chutney is gravy type - side dish made by grinding the mixture of freshly shredded coconut, green chilli, garlic, salt, and fried gram and tempered by mustard, urad gram and red chilli) [Mouth watering right! I know!] While making my last dosa, I got text messages from Vidhu stating that they both don't have classes for 2 days. So I have to go and pick them up tomorrow morning at 9 AM for shopping. I replied them okay and finished my dinner.

Kaivan asked enthusiastically. "Panini sandwiches," Anne replied. She then placed a sandwich on Kaivan's plate, inviting her husband to taste it. "I hope you like it. It's still warm." Kaivan nodded. He picked up a knife and fork, slowly savoring the food that had been specially prepared for him. Panini itself is a sandwich originating from Italy. It usually uses whole bread that's grilled. The bread is then horizontally cut and filled with slices of processed meats like salami, mortadella, or prosciutto along with cheese, tomato slices, and tuna.

He leaned with me, scrutinizing the recipe when he shook his head and said," why don't you make chicken enchiladas with chilly paneer gravy and naan?" I nodded at his choice of food, accepting mentally that he indeed has a good taste. "How about garlic naan?" I asked. He kept his finger on his chin and squeezed his eyes as if thinking hard and then broke a smile on his face and said," that's perfect." I returned him a smile and started preparing, first I had to make a dough and let it rest for it to rise and double in size and then I will start preparing for enchiladas and the paneer cause paneer is easy and takes very less time in cooking.

I said, scooting over on my chair to make room for him. He pulled out a container filled with a colorful salad and a steaming hot wrap. My stomach rumbled in appreciation."Chicken pesto panini," he explained, handing me a napkin. "And a salad with all the fixings. Figured you could use some veggies after all that fabric." I dug into the salad, the crisp lettuce and juicy tomatoes a refreshing contrast to the intensity of the morning's work. Lucas, ever the observer, watched me with a smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes.

At least, I desperately hope so. Today, at the request of Zoom’s higher-ups, I’m preparing more upscale offerings: avocado prosciutto crostini, zucchini pizza boats, caprese skewers, and cucumber cups. Healthier, sophisticated options alongside some of their favorites. When I pull up behind Zoom’s building, Kent and Patrick, another programmer, meet me outside. “Hey, guys! How’s it going?” I greet them, opening my trunk. “Hungry!” Patrick says, his voice muffled behind a mask.

Whichever you like," he told her. They parted to tend to their respective tasks. She picked a funny movie, settling in as the cozy cabin filled with the delicious aroma of cooking. Her mouth watered at the scent. Curious, she glanced toward the open kitchen and caught sight of him, wearing a chef’s cap and apron, fully immersed in his task. Whatever he was making looked special. "What are you making?" she asked, curious. "The Duchess’s Toasted Panini of Smoked Prosciutto and Aged Gruyère," he replied, still focused on the task. Sera nodded, liking the sound of the name. She had never eaten it before and was curious to taste it.

It’s like we are in our own little world. “Hello Takoa, what do you need! Oh my! You have a beautiful guest!” Chef Winona greets us and just smiles big at Kemira. “Hello Chef Winona, this is Kemira.” “It’s so nice to meet you. What can I make for you two?” “Chef Winona, I was hoping to get a couple of those chicken pesto paninis and a Greek salad?” “Sure thing! I’ll get right on it.” Chef Winona winks at us.