Haruno Menu Novels & Stories

“If that's what you want.” Now, he's gone. "But how about the food?!" I asked. I asked the waiter if this was paid. He said yes, so I just asked him to wrap it all for me, 'cause I'll take all of this home, and share it with Charis and Harley. It is a set of Japanese foods. Spicy ramen, chahan, which is the fried rice of Japan, the gyoza, and even a set of bento. He really is a millionaire. I wonder why he has to protect his position.

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled. “Show me what you’ve got, Samantha.”

, Aroon asked looking at Oak. " Get me an Iced Americano.", Oak replied " Only that ?" " Aru...there are pancakes.", Dae said pointing his finger to the front whilst making a cute face involuntarily. " Hmm...I will get them.”, Aroon smiled fondly. “ Phet, you ?"

Marry pulled out a chair in a corner, then he pat the chair with a sign so that the girl quickly sat there. "Thanks," said the girl, smiling and taking the chair. "Miss Shin need not be grateful. You are Big Boss's lover, which means you are my master too. So, feel free to order or ask for my help. Okay?" Mrs. marry wink, make Shin chuckle. "Very well, Mrs. Err — has Big Boss had breakfast?" "Yes, I have. Big Boss has looked fine too. Miss need not worry."

The restaurant did not accept visitors without a reservation and when Sarena tried to make a reservation, just out of curiosity, it turned out that the nearest queue she could get was eight months from now. When she got out of the car, Sarena's eyes widened and her mouth opened, looking at what was in front of her. The name Arona Hill Restaurant is displayed magnificently on the gate to the restaurant and on the roof of the restaurant which is made to resemble a pagoda building in Japan. Not only that, what's even more amazing is that around the restaurant there are pink and white cherry blossom trees in bloom, an ornamental pond filled with colorful koi fish, and beautiful Japanese ornamen

I happily mentioned and handed the menu to the Japanese waiter who was smiling strangely at me… “What about you, sir?” The waiter asked politely but Damian only took a glance at the menu in his hands.. “ Yakitori, Takoyaki and of course Udon…that would be all.” It wasn't his first time in Japan so he naturally knew what he wanted without having to stare at the menu.. “ It's like you've been here frequently.. the employees of this building are quite familiar with you..” I muttered as I stared at the fancy restaurant which was inside the building which also has its own supermarket, Mall, casino, and a luxurious lounge..

I whispered, taking off my gloves. “There are plenty more like this in Korea,” Jiro said with a grin. “And even better ones.” “I’d love to see them,” I chuckled, scanning the menu. “What do you want?” he asked, looking at me. I pointed at the menu and said nothing as he approached the counter. “Karemel makiato hana, hot americano hana juseyo,” he said in fluent Korean while handing over his card. “Algesseumnida, sonnim. Jamsi gidaryeo juseyo,” the barista responded with a bow.

" She was getting confused now, first he complained and the next he was fine with it. Nari approached the duo once again, by this time, Kwang Jo has taken his seat beside his Co worker. "Let's order some food in preperation of Mr Jong il's arrival." Kwang Jo suggested. Nari handed him a clourful menu belleting, highlighting the chef special's, Vip meals, drinks, spicy and mild foods... et cetera. Do Hun scruitnised at the menu for a while before speaking,"I can make head or tail from this, I had forgotten to bring my reading glasses. Come sit here and read this to me." He patted the space between him and Kwang Jo.

“Naka-Meguro? What’s there?” “There’s a soba place I’ve wanted to try for a while. It’s called Tokyo Dosanjin.” Sakura quickly typed it into G****e, scrolling through reviews and photos. “Oh, they use citrus in their soba?” “The citrus soba’s not in this month,” Heri grinned. “But their lunch sets still look good. Come on, get ready.” Sakura smiled faintly. Heri looked genuinely excited. While Sakura got herself ready, Heri checked his own bag—PASMO card, wallet, charger, phone. “All good,” he murmured.

"Moshi Moshi! Good afternoon, Ma'am or Sir! This is Jutsiken Ramen House. May I know your order?" "What can I say here, Hyungs?" she asked on the other line. "Edi, you will probably say your orders!" "Just read what's on the paper." "Hello? Uh, three Shako-" "What Shako? That's Shio Riki!" "Is it Shio? I don't understand Wakin hyung's letter. Sorry Miss, let's take two. Three orders of Shio ramen, two Shoyu, and one Cashu rice." I wrote that on the paper and asked for their drinks.