Grey Gables Restaurant Menu Novels & Stories

“Do we still need a minute?” We all looked around and nodded. “I’ll take the ribeye with mashed potatoes. Medium rare, please.” Nora ordered first. “Ribeye, rare with potatoes, is fine.” Heath said as he gathered their menus. “I’ll take the Strip, rare with steamed broccoli.” Luca ordered. “Blacken Salmon with steamed broccoli, please.” Quincy nodded before taking our menus. “Perfect. I’ll get that right out for you.” He gave a little bow before walking away.

Hulk patiently waiting beside a vacant table. "Thank you Mr. Hulk!" I thank. Mr. Hulk nodded and went out of the shop. "Grey Grey did Mr. Hulks already ate?" I ask. "Yes precious. Don't worry." He assures me. A waitress greets us. I greets her back. Since I can't read the menu, Greyson ordered for me. I expect him to talk but no, He just points out all the food that we want. The waitress was clearly baffled but she still smiles.

When completed, it would serve as a water reservoir and tourist attraction. An hour later, they went to His Mercy restaurant for lunch, which was under the Martins Group. His Mercy restaurant was famous for its delicious food. The restaurant manager, Mr Sands, ushered them to the private room, then he took their orders. Mr Martins had ordered Chef Stuart's signature dish which was a Grilled Beef Tenderloin with Blue Cheese Sauce served with grilled veggies. Mr Evans had ordered Roast Rack of Lamb served with crushed potatoes and creamy spinach. A few minutes later, their food was served. It was mouth-watering.

“Oh, this is my colleague, by the way. Do you remember Ms. Cogzell?” “Vividly,” said Gray sternly. A waitress approached Edward’s table with food in a tray. “Balsamic glazed lamb chops for the gentleman,” she said as she set down one plate. “And honey vinaigrette salad for the lady.” She set the other one down in front of Belinda. “Thank you,” Edward said to the waitress. The waitress smiled in response. “Oh, do you mind if we join you guys?” said Edward to Gray and Zia. “The more the merrier, right?”

I already have them memorized and I already know what I’m ordering, but just to please Brynn, I pretend to look through them. I drop the menu when a man appears before us with a delightful smile on his face. "Hello! Welcome to George’s! I’ll be taking your orders." I look at Brynn, whose eyes are on the man as she opens her mouth. "Beef ribs and honey cornbread. Without the salad, please." Is that because she doesn’t like it or she just doesn’t eat them? "I’ll take the food special," I say when the man turns to me and he nods, then proceeds to grab our menus off the table. "Any deserts or drinks?"

I said and Rowen smiled at me just then the waiter came with our order. Our table began to get filled with items like Cobb salad, baked beans, grilled chicken, hamburgers, sandwiches, Buffalo wings, roasted beef with veggies and meatballs with noodles. I kept looking at the dishes as the waiter continued to place them on our table. “Oh my God… That’s too much…” I said and looked at Rowen who was smiling. “I am meeting you for the first time, Sarah… This is nothing…” Rowen said and smiled. I gulped and looked at the items thinking how much they would have costed him but then realized that it was his restaurant, so it was nothing for him.

"Oh, yeah! Sorry." "No need to apologize," Georgia said, rubbing her side. "I'll have the herb encrusted pork chops with asparagus. Another shot of Lagavulin with it, please." I nodded, making a mental note in my head. "I'll have the ginger-glazed Mahi-Mahi," Solene said, taking the menus off the table and handing them back to me. "And a glass of water." "Sure and sorry again." "I'll let you off this time because you seem suitable," Georgia said, lounging back in her chair.

Iris only now noticed his waiter's uniform. "Miss Glover!" Denise approached quickly. "Sorry, I got stuck in traffic." "I just got here too," Iris said, standing up. Denise took her seat, and Mike handed her the menu. "Please take a look and see what you'd like." Denise took the menu and flipped through it. After a moment of thought, she looked at Iris. "What would you like to have?" Mike chimed in, "I recommend the crab roe fried rice and the wine crab. Those are our specialties."

BLAIR The concierge gave us a polite nod, handed us our menus, and quietly stepped away. I barely skimmed the pages before spotting a few dishes that immediately caught my eye. “They have truffle risotto. And duck breast with cherry glaze. I’ve always wanted to try that. Oh and lobster tail?” I beamed with barely contained excitement. Across the table, Kade watched me with an amused smile. “Get whatever you want,” he said calmly, like the prices didn’t matter at all.

"Perhaps you're saying Gnocci (nyo-ki) dumplings, ma'am." From the corner of my eyes, I saw Greyson tittering. But what surprised me is Garren, who has a faint snigger on his lips while watching my suffering. Well, that's a rare sight. "Ma'am?" I turned my attention back to the waitress and nodded sheepishly. "Y-Yes. That's it." "Anything else? What about your drink?" I scanned the menu book. Fortunately, their drinks are normal. "I'll have the cranberry juice."