Isekai Omotenashi Gohan Novels & Stories

I can’t help but spike her sometimes “I said its Lord Beerus the destroyer and Goku eats more than anyone you’ve mentioned. Besides what’s soo special about this place? It clearly doesn’t look like it serves one of the best Ramen in the whole Konan city, it’s just a poorly decorated tiny shop in a corner” Gabi fumed “I say let my cooking be the judge of that” Old man Chang came out from his shop, giving Miss Gabi here a worthy defense “Mr Chang!” I beamed “I was wondering when you guys were going to come in” He chuckled

"Did my little moon work up an appetite?" I just glared at him as I walk toward the kitchen hoping to at least find something to snack on, but when I get to the kitchen. I noticed some food on the table just waiting for us. It remined of a breakfast that I would see on a Japanese anime. It had a piece of smoke salmon, bowl of rice, bowl of tofu soup, pickle veggies and pieces of egg omelet. "Alex, whats this?" "What do you think it is my moon?" "But how, and when were you able to do this?"

“I just punched him.” Yuta looked at him incredulously. “Why?!” In the kitchen, Natsumi was putting soy powder mochis in their box. Soy powder mochi is her father-in-law’s favorite snack. He loves it more when she was the one making it for him, that’s why she had been busying herself in the kitchen. However, that crash from the guest living room is very loud that she heard it even though the kitchen is near the back lawn. A maid who was helping her in the kitchen, also looked up in surprise. “What was that just now?”

Megumi exclaimed warmly giving each of them a portion of fried rice (Indonesian fried rice is considered one of the delicious foods in the world) “Thanks, Megumi! It looks tasty.” Alfi said drooling. “Tee hee... Just eat it, Alfi. You must be hungry, right? This is your favorite food anyway.” Megumi said taking a seat between Alfi and Kartika. Kartika looks irritated. “How about our food supply? I am ready to hunt some beasts for our dinner!” Herman asked in excitement. “Don”t worry Herman, Pinto uses his Iru to provide anything we need like food, bed, etc. So, there”s no worry about it.” Cakra explained.

I don't know what kind of this that was but having the name of rice made me think that it has rice on it. (Omurice or omu-rice is an example of yōshoku consisting of an omelet made with fried rice and thin, fried scrambled eggs, usually topped with ketchup. It is a popular dish both commonly cooked at home and often found at western-style diners in Japan. Children, in particular, enjoy omurice. ) " it's a simple omelet with rice if you are wondering what is it." She said making me nod. " that's pretty simple"

Jericho helped Ishi set up his restaurant, and the two have been freeloading ever since. “Never thought I’d see you again,” Ishi grunted as he sharpened his knives. “What do you want? Octopus? Tuna? Salmon? I’m out of fish roe, and California rolls.” That wasn’t a problem. Dawn looked at the menu for five seconds before tossing aside. There were no new items on it, even after a few years. Ishi-san truly never changed. “Give me Jerry’s favourite, my usual and some mixed sushi, including cooked eel. Oh, extra soy sauce to go. Wasabi separately.”

One perk about being rich and having power over the school was that we could order our own food. “Dude you wouldn’t believe what happened,” Toshiro said, looking eager to talk. Masaki Toshiro is the school’s gossip lord. There’s nothing he didn’t know. He constantly updates us with every single piece of news. Trending or not. He’s a bubbly guy with light brown eyes and blonde hair. Fairly large muscles which he got from rigorous football training and going to the gym every day. It was like his second home.

**Mia:** “Thank you. It smells amazing in here.” Haru leads her to the table, pulls out a chair. They sit—Haru beside Mia, parents across. Keiko brings plates: steaming rice, miso soup with tofu and wakame, tamagoyaki slices, grilled mackerel, pickled r****h, and fresh fruit. **Keiko (serving Mia first):** “Eat as much as you like. Werewolf appetites are no joke—I remember from Seras’s friends.”

"One soup three dishes?" The chef nodded, then used his hands to point. "Miso Soup, grilled fish, Tagamo-yaki, also known as omelet, Nimono and Tsukemono, you call them vegetables. Then, last but not the least, a pot of high-grade sencha green tea." "I call this brilliance," Caine said, rubbing his plans together. "What's your name, chef?" I asked. "Chef Toba," he answered with a hand to his chest and a bow.

Whilst Jiurozayémon was wondering in his heart what manner of man this was, that nothing could daunt, Chôbei said to him-- “This meeting with your lordship has been an auspicious occasion to me, and I would fain ask leave to offer some humble gift to your lordship in memory of it. Is there anything which your lordship would specially fancy?” “I am very fond of cold macaroni.” “Then I shall have the honor of ordering some for your lordship;” and with this Chôbei went downstairs, and calling one of his apprentices, named Tôken Gombei, who was waiting for him, gave him a hundred riyos, and bade him collect all the cold macaroni to be found in the neighbouring cook-shops and pile it up in front