Novel & Cerita Joshua Weissman Cookbook

Josh’s wide smile and excitement-filled eyes disappeared quicker than a snap of fingers, his brows knitting and a frown settling onto his lips. He turned to Amber who stood beside Alex, discontent present on his features. “Where’s all the food!” In the end, Josh only managed to find a packet of ramen and ketchup yet still managed to turn it into a delicious meal. “I’m so lucky I have a friend who can cook,” Alex sighed, dropping his fork into the bowl. “Meyers, fess up. But first off, whose clothes am I wearing?” Josh asked, his gaze first going to Alex before flickering to Amber.

Though his ears were pretty active during the entire conversation, he decided not to be the part of it. Maybe his arrogance was stopping him. "That's me!" Joshua nodded with no surprise maintaining the same hospitality like the start. The name Joshua Ravero was included in the top charts of the most efficient chefs in the Europe currently, highly demanded was his talent for his unique choose and remix of ingredients. Not only he had been on many mentions for serving the queen and the royal family but also he was famous for inventing news dishes out of old. Serena was indeed surprised to get to know him like this, never she wondered the very mysterious man who cooked her dinner tonight to be

“Put on a sweater, not a jacket.” I put on a sweater. On the drive she had the wine bottle in her lap, a pinot nobody would be embarrassed to bring, and a paper bag with a hardcover cookbook inside that she’d edited two years ago. The cookbook was for Estelle because, she had explained, Harrison was the cook in the house but the cookbook was for a woman. I had not corrected her assumption about Harrison being the cook. Harrison, in nine years, had never produced a meal that did not involve pasta or eggs in some configuration.