Novel & Cerita Foodfight Book

Someone tagged me in the group chat. "Dylan, my wife is allergic to shrimp, so make sure you steam a whole grouper just for her. Your family's loaded anyway. A single fish is nothing to you." Another message popped up right after. "My dad has gout and can't eat shellfish. Prepare a bowl of sea cucumber millet risotto for him. Make sure it's made to order. Don't try to fool us with overnight leftovers." I scoffed. Free food and drinks weren't enough. Now they were treating me like their personal servant?

She’s been unusually quiet ever since. As we walk down the long aisles stacked with a rainbow of organic peppers and fruit, Kitty mumbles about how hard it is shopping for the boys. Lyall and Ben will eat anything, but Elliot only eats low-carb high protein, Alastaire won’t let anything but the finest delicacies taint his refined palate, and Felix always checks labels for MSG and food dyes and throws away anything that doesn’t meet his rigorous standards. Which is why we’re shopping at Whole Foods, and not the infinitely cheaper supermarket across the way. Not that I’m complaining mind you – I’m addicted to their lemon yogurt.

And he had to do it now, before Kevin and his Superior Fitness Mutants destroyed all hope, and he would see it all, as he pulled out the Indomie Global Recipe Book, searching for the recipe that would slap the face of Kevin’s propaganda and transform the Stalker Zombies into secret agents of balanced nutrition. A crazy idea that would shake the foundations of Kevin’s power and restore sanity to this post-apocalyptic world!" Bima finished the sentence in his head, his eyes scanning the pages of the Indomie Global Recipe Book, which somehow felt heavier in his hands.

I guess now I’ll be able to say I went without food for 3 days as well. I pulled one of the books off the shelf, rolling my eyes at the title, “Cooking for the beginner.” I chuckled, “unless you have water dishes in you, you’ll be of no use to me.” I flipped to the first page and began reading. The book was about different herbs and spices that could be used to create soups. Bringing the book over to the desk, I opened the cabinet and began sniffing the contents to identify each one. I wrote them all down on a piece of paper numbered the way I placed them back into the cabinet. I bit of pride bloomed in my chest and Scarlett chuckled, “that was all me, don’t be so proud of yourself.”

No wonder it received a five-star rating. She picked up the landline and rang the restaurant service. Jessie gave her food preferences when the phone was picked up. Her doctor had advised her on the food groups she ought to eat more of and those she ought to eat less of. Jessie selected the option that included more fruits and vegetables. After hanging up, she went back to her room. Then she noticed the brand-new book she had recently purchased but hadn't even opened to read. "I suppose now is your chance to shine." She picked it up and carried it with her as she left her room.

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Stopping in front of me, he glanced at my empty hands, disappointment slipping into his tone. “Zoe, did you forget what day it is?” “No,” I replied, my eyes flicking briefly toward Sydney, who was half-hidden behind him. “I just thought you had plenty of people celebrating with you.” Sydney’s eyes instantly reddened. She twisted the hem of her dress nervously. “Zoe, you’ve misunderstood,” she said softly. “I’m just Greg’s–” “Just what?” I cut her off. “You’re just an assistant? Do assistants usually share food that they’ve bitten into with their boss?”

Her mother added on. “For real? Of all places, on this junk?” Elias sounded more doubtful. Angie’s eyebrows slightly raised in approval. Elias was duly alert. There were already hardly any fauna and flora in the wild that were edible because of the accumulated toxins in their bodies. A lot of the food they ate was lab grown. “Do you think it’s safe to try?” Amelia asked with bright eyes. “It looks TOO perfect.” Wilbur sounded uncomfortable with the idea. “Isn’t that what’s good?” Amelia pushed some more as she reached for the apple.

That night, I bled out and died. Haunted by the agony of my previous life, I pushed down the fury and put on a grin. "Janet, go ahead and cook your signature dish! That'll up your chances to be the rich dude's wife." Our mother, Fiona Walker, seemed unsure. "I've heard that Indoria folks don't do beef. Christina, you're the brainy one in the family, what's your take?" Before I could answer, Janet shot me a death glare. "Indoria's a beef-exporting powerhouse! There's no way they don't eat it. I saw a bunch of cows at the rich guy's place. They're definitely for chowing down! Don't bother Christina with that stuff. Remember, she's my rival now."

’ she thought, confused. Mel brushed off the thought and decided not to bother herself with Bjorn this night. She went ahead with her plan to make friends with the other women of Grime, heading over to some of the female encampments, glad she wasn’t the only one dressed in the ridiculous attire. Supper that evening consisted of spicy mutton soup which disturbed Mel as she had never really fancied spicy dishes. The women assured her that there were varying degrees of how the dish could be prepared and they made the exception of preparing a milder variation for Mel, something she insisted she could do without.