Dishes From Food Wars Novels & Stories

So the first five minutes were spent on hugs and kisses and general good cheer. "Now that we're all here, let's have dinner." Dad announced. Plates and cutlery magically appeared in front of us, and tonight's menu appeared on our holo screens. Creamy seafood stew, chicken in herbs, potato salad, chicken alfredo, ceasar salad, pork chops… I went for the pasta and salad, and when I tapped the icon, the dishes appeared before me a second later.

Staring at the food, I subconsciously licked my lips and swallowed dry saliva. “Perfect time. I am so hungry,” Lance said. He picked up a plate and then put food on there, one after another. I watched him act like a beggar and laughed silently. “You should taste this, Jane,” he said while picking the food with the tong. “These Beef Stroganoff, Caesar Salad, Chicken Marengo, Delmonico Potatoes, Eggs Benedict, Lobster Newburg, Peach Melba...” In a flash, the plate he’s holding seems like a mountain of food, I couldn’t see any space left which made Lance stop from putting more.

I said, barely able to keep my mouth from watering. The delicious aromas of the various foods blended harmoniously to create a delectable scent that could make even a satiated person hungry. “Just take your seat, dork,” Jocelyn fondly huffed as she opened the dishes. I swallowed hard at the sight of stir-fry pasta, rotisserie chicken, fried rice, coleslaw salad, and curry sauce in the five respective dishes. Was there anything Jocelyn didn't know how to do at this point?

"Is this even allowed? I hope she's not planning to serve undercooked chowder later." "Not only is it undercooked chowder, there's even seafood in it. If anyone ends up with an upset stomach, she won't be let off that easily!" Despite the ongoing heated discussions, Lana remained unfazed. She brought out the three completed dishes to allow the camera operator to shoot them. The other contestants also brought out their dishes. Then, they presented them for the camera operators to shoot. The camera operator first shot Kayla's completed dishes. It included a classic crab ceviche, crab omelet, and Cajun crab burger.

‌ David responded with a wink, "Oh, Rosey, you'd be surprised. Our dishes have garnered a following. People are not only enjoying them but also raving about the health benefits." ‌ Lucas chimed in, "And I bet you have a fancy, scientific name for each dish, don't you?" ‌ David nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! Our menu is filled with names that sound straight out of a medical textbook. It adds a touch of sophistication to the dining experience." ‌ Andrei couldn't resist asking, "So, what's next on your culinary journey, Doctor David?" ‌ David paused for dramatic effect before responding, "Well, we're currently working on a 'Platelet Platter' that promises to enhance your clotting abilitie

he said, grinning from ear to ear, his eyes dipping a little at guilt, “You survived another corporate war yet again, and somehow came out looking like a goddess.” Zoe rolled her eyes, but her smile lingered, as Martin poured her a glass of her favorite wine. Soon, the courses began to arrive and it was all kinds of sumptuous dishes. Roasted lamb, truffle risotto, honeyed figs, and wine-glazed berries. It looked all too perfect. The setting, the sky, the warmth. After the chefs and waiters that served the meal had all left, Martin could not help but be curious, “ How have you been, Zoe?”

By the time they started to eat, the storm had fully begun. It was raining heavily like Alfonso said it would. The dining table was filled with all sorts of delicacies, ranging from lobster, chicken scarpariello, Risotto alla Milanese, Braciole, and so on. Some that she did not know what their name was. They ate while having small discussions. The dinner felt intimate and warm. She realized that she loved gatherings like this. Maybe it was because she did not do stuff like that most time when she was younger.

As soon as Jenny settled into her chair at the dining table, she sensed her father was in a celebratory mood. The kitchen staff brought out an array of his favorite dishes: broiled lobster, caviar, filet mignon, and fresh heart of palm drizzled with white truffle oil. Jenny avoided the lobster's beady eyes and quickly glanced around the table before focusing back on her plate. The sheer volume of food could easily feed ten families, and she hoped the staff would enjoy the leftovers.

Uhm tastes good but still more delicious both dishes before, if I sort from the most delicious that is, In the first place there is baked lasagna, in the second position is Spaghetti bolognese, and the last is japanese curry with chicken katsu. I spent my green tea latte siphoning it off until the last drop. I stared at choco lava Mille crepes on the table, then saw my bloated stomach. Ah, I don't think I'm going to eat my dessert. I stood up to store my Choco Lava Mille crepes in the fridge and chose to put used dishes on the laundry rack. I'll wash it later I think.

Just then, the waiter brought out the food to be served, and Carissa fell silent. She watched as each dish was laid out before them. Among them was her favorite—spicy stuffed peppers. Their vibrant red and green hues looked utterly appetizing. There was a variety of dishes, both spicy and mild options, and the fragrant aroma soon filled the room. Carissa was ravenous. She picked up her utensils, and addressed Rafael's earlier question.