Harry's Table Reviews Novels & Stories

The new model counter in the kitchen didn't go unnoticed, everything here has changed. Wow. When did all these happened? "You're staring at everywhere like you weren't the one who ordered for it to be done before your arrival" Henry says with a smirk. What the hell is he saying? I didn't give any orders. "I gotta say your boyfriend's taste is really rubbing off on you" Harry remarked, striding towards the kitchen with an empty flat plate in his hand "He's got a great taste, I was told he specifically chose the leather chairs, they are very nice"

She took a photo of the dish on the table and immediately zoomed in on the result. "You sure are good at food and serving, son. Nothing wrong with God blessing you to be my daughter-in-law. " Hani sits on a chair waiting for her daughter-in-law and son to come. a moment after a few minutes, Anna and Harry arrived. Harry's expression was no different from Hani's. He was very fascinated to see the dishes that were served at the dinner table. "Masya Allah, do you always serve food in your restaurant like this?" Anna nods. Harry's face turned sour at Anna's answer. He immediately sat down and took a plate and filled it with a full meal.

“We’ll share.” Emma watched them, her heart light. No phones on the table. No glances at the clock. Just the clink of cutlery, quiet laughter, and a shared presence that felt whole. Across the room, Harry stood near the bar, his back half-turned toward the window. He was waiting for a friend—nothing more than a brief meeting, a quick coffee. When a server passed through his line of sight, Harry turned—and froze. James. Emma. And a small boy laughing as he twirled his spoon.

Maybe I imagined I, but I thought his eyes rested on more longer than everyone else. “Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.” That deep, raspy voice sent me to another world. By the time I wanted to reply to the greeting, the chorus response had reached its end. “You there,” he said, looking directly at me. “Are you too good for my greeting?” “No, no, no, I’m so sorr…” “Stop babbling, now let’s get to the serious stuff.” Harry touched my hand under the table. I glanced at him and saw that he was hiding laughter.

“Hurry up and open it! Stop trying to be dramatic. There’s no way it’s another six!” I lifted the final die, and there it was—a six. I won. Taylor stared at the six perfect sixes lying on the table like she could burn holes through the wood. The smug smile she’d been wearing all night vanished completely. “Whatever. It was a total fluke! You just got lucky this time!” I smiled lightly. “I usually do have decent luck.” “You won! Transfer the money! Quickly!” Mom’s mood flipped instantly. She pushed forward, yelling at my aunt and Taylor.

As soon as Harry heard it, he kissed him on the face. The sound was so clear, that Grainne was speechless. Carwyn Levi carried Harry into a western restaurant. Grainne immediately ran after him. Entering the restaurant, Carwyn Levi ordered Harry a super large ice cream. How big is it? So much so that Grainne and Harry used a spoon to eat together for an hour! Looking at the delicious dishes that were ordered afterward, Grainne regretted that she had eaten too much ice cream just now, and now she couldn't eat these delicious dishes any more.

It smells amazing. Harry pulls the chair for me after kissing me softly on the lips, and I take my place. Harry serves me with my favourite, mushroom risotto, while he serves himself with some Spinach and Ricotta cannelloni. “Wine?” he asks, and I nod my head while he fills my glass with a glass of white wine and his with a red. “What’s the occasion?”, I ask looking around at the candles. “I want to ask you out on a date, I have this gala I need to attend to, and I would like you to attend it with me”, Harry says

Being pissed, she turned to Edna and looked her hard in the eyes before leaving the kitchen. While she was gone, Edna searched around the lower part of the cupboard and found pepper sauce. She had been studying Harry and realized that he didn't like sauce in his food. She smirked knowing that Debby would have troubles coming soon. She sprayed the sauce on Bacon and placed the food on the tray and headed for the dinning table Moments later, Harry left his study room and was in the dinning table. His meals were already served. He sat down and immediately dug into the Bacon. He spat it suddenly, he had tasted an excess pepper sauce in the food he just took in.

The place is bustling with excited chattering when Anna, Caspian, Popsie Reed and Marmee Rose walk in for their spur of the moment plan to grab a bite. "Hey there Reed!" Harry Goodman greets them as he leads them to an empty table for four at the corner of Sally's. "It's good to see you this morning. It's nice knowing that Larry's cooking is much appreciated around here." Harry laughs at his own joke. "Hi Harry!" Popsie Reed shakes Harry's free hand, while the other one takes the menu. "What's your special this morning?" Marmee Rose inquires, smiling at Harry too.

Marguerite took a deep breath before nodding in satisfaction: "Very sincerely. Keep the shirt. It will drive the girls crazy in the village!" Harry smiled coyly and let his arms fall down his body, "I'm not here for that. I need to get back to my contact and start my mission." _And most importantly, sit in regular chairs and eat at a standard table without feeling like we're playing dolls," Till chuckled. On the other hand, I might miss Marguerite's good food. "If anything bad happens, I'll be restricted in my movements," Harry continued.