Cooking Hannibal Novels & Stories

The cooks watched in amazement as she carefully prepared the fish under Lila’s guidance. One of the cooks, a burly man named Tomas, approached. “You’re quite handy with a knife, Hailey. Didn’t expect to see you here.” Hailey grinned, her hands deftly moving as she cleaned the fish. “I wanted to experience every part of this. Plus, it’s my first catch. It feels special.” Tomas chuckled. “Well, you're doing a fantastic job. You have a spot here in the kitchen if you ever become bored with life in the palace.

She smiled again before disappearing down the hall. Kitchen? My brow lifted. What was he doing there? I had been to Gabriel’s apartment before, so I remembered my way around. As I approached the kitchen, I heard his deep, rich voice. "In here." I stepped in—and froze. Gabriel stood by the stove, stirring a pot of sauce. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing his strong forearms. The sight was shocking. Gabriel Storm, the picture of control and power, cooking? For me? "Mr. Storm... in the kitchen?" I gasped playfully. "I would have expected a renowned chef."

Without letting it show, Fabian gently pulled Sonia closer by the waist and smiled. "You done picking animal hats for the party later?" So in the end, instead of ordering out, we cooked. Fabian helped with everything—slicing vegetables, cleaning fish, prepping meat. All I had to do was cook. He didn’t want me doing too much in the kitchen. I looked around for Fabian. "Where is he?" I asked the nanny. "In the living room, ma'am. He's taking care of the balloons," she said. I smiled and went back to preparing the food.

There, she found Fabian cooking. She was surprised because it was either the maids in the house or Gloria that does most of the cooking. Speaking of Gloria, she had some work to do so she wasn't around. Cookie stood by the door, resting her back on the wall as she became engrossed with watching Fabian slicing the yam. Mr. Chef did not even notice someone staring at him. "Woah," Cookie finally exclaimed and that caught his attention. Fabian's eyes widened out of shock and he gave her a weak smile, "For how long have you been standing there, miss?" He asked.

It seemed that the current family crisis had helped to consolidate her position as the ruler of the family. Soon, Hannah served dishes after dishes of abalone cuisine from the kitchen to the dining table. Since it was called an abalone feast, the main star on all the dishes on the table were definitely abalones. There was steamed abalone with vermicelli, braised abalone, abalone sashimi, abalone stew, and so on. Due to the high-quality ingredient, every dish tasted very delicious and wholesome. However, Hannah herself had a plain bowl of egg noodles. She didn’t touch any of the abalone.

Namely exams and cooking, two things that always succeeded in making her break out in a cold sweat. "All is well Han, all is well." Swallowing hard, Hana began to move her hands. *** "You are really..." Delldora touched his head in frustration, staring at the pan that was still steaming. Right now, the kitchen is a total mess. Meanwhile, Hana could only stand up, bowed her head while playing with her fingers. Delldora touched Hana's cooking, which turned black. "Are you planning to poison me?" Asked Delldora, pushing away the plate filled with food in front of him.

She hadn't cooked for a long time, so she bought some vegetables and planned to make dinner today. When Kendall came back, Hannah was steaming fish in the kitchen. She originally wanted to make braised dish, but she was afraid of making it too thick when she saw the tutorial, so she ended up changing it to steamed. There was a fish steaming in the pot, and Hannah was studying how to make chicken casserole. She was looking attentively, and Kendall came into the kitchen without noticing. "Why did you suddenly start cooking?" Suddenly, Hannah heard a voice, which startled her. She loosened her grip, and her phone was about to fall to the ground.

he said, trying to diffuse the tension. To emphasise the point, he and Patricia immediately started plating up, there was sausages, bacon, eggs, toast and a variety of cereals. As they began to eat, he watched Hannabelle, she slowly reached out, taking a fried egg, she brought it to her nose, giving it a soft sniff before stuffing it whole into her mouth, chewing for a few moments before swallowing. Darren just watched, it had never occurred to him he had no idea what or how angels ate. "Can... Can I have more?" asked Hannabelle, not looking up.

I kept an eye on my surroundings in case Fawn was hiding somewhere, but the silence in the room assured me of her absence. Once I stepped into the kitchen, I went straight to the refrigerator to check for food. There was a lot of prepared food stacked inside, stored in plastic containers, which indicated a woman's presence. Who was the person who had cooked all these foods? Hannah? Or another housekeeper? My instinct told me that Gunnar probably wouldn't let anybody cook for his daughter, so it has to be Hannah. Jealousy churned in my gut as I stared at the dishes, deliberating if I should eat them or not.

Seeing that Serenity was about to leave, he asked perfunctorily, “Serenity, have you eaten?” “Yeah.” Serenity casually responded and left. Hank did not cook all the dishes that Liberty prepared and only made one dish. He forked a piece of his vegetable, put it into his mouth, tasted it, and spat it out immediately.