Koibito Poke Menu Novels & Stories

Okay, maybe you won't believe me when I tell you the truth,” “but let us order food first and I've been really hungry waiting for you here." Joshua replied "Excuse me miss, what are the best foods were served here?" Joshua asked "Sir, the restaurant here has two best sellers for meals.” “We have Burger Brasserie — Las Vegas Kobe beef and Maine lobster burger.” “The fairy view restaurant serves up this burger with pancetta, goat cheese, seared foie gras, arugula, Maine Lobster and 100-year aged balsamic paired with a BLT salad with the price of $7,000 dollars .”

He opened it and took a big bowl out of it. Sheeh!! Isn't he gonna freshen up. He took a spoon out of the bag before opening the lid of the bowl. A sizzling aroma of poke hit my nostrils as my eyes bulged out of my sockets, staring at his delicious looking poke bowl. The sliced avocado neatly placed at the sides of the bowl with salmon in the center, and sliced cucumber at the other side of the bowl with rice beneath it. All over it looked delicious. "Keep your evil eyes away from my food, Miss Nolan. I might get a stomach ache because of you." A slight mischievous smirk tugged up his lips.

Akiko arrived home before Kenji, and she had enough time to cook dinner. Besides the fried shrimp, Akiko also prepared another of Kenji's favorites, shabushabu—a hot pot dish with a konbu (seaweed) broth and various seasonings, perfect for cold days, and today was very cold. Akiko still remembered Kenji's favorite foods, which she had intentionally prepared. Akiko neatly arranged the thin slices of meat on a large plate, along with the vegetables and noodles. Then she took a small stove and brought it to the living room, setting everything on the kotatsu. The best way to enjoy shabushabu is under the warm blankets of a kotatsu—a table with a blanket and heater attached.

It was as if he was issuing a challenge with his question. I took a deep breath. “Miss,” I called the waitress. “I’d like to order two sets of pork samgyeopsal, one beef bulgogi set, tteokbokki at level 3 spiciness, two japchae, one kimchi stew, rice… uhm, four orders of rice… and extra cheese corn, please.” I stole a glance at Tirso, who was just sitting quietly across from me. He didn't have a reaction. It’s like he’s processing something. Was my order too much? Was it enough for a whole neighborhood?

"Hmm... 2 Fruit Tea, Lychee and 1 nachos overload." "Anything else, ma'am?" "1 clubhouse sandwich." Dagdag ng isa nilang kasama. "Repeat ko lang po orders ninyo." Wika ko. "1 large, Okinawa. 2 Fruit Tea, Lychee. 1 nachos overload and 1 clubhouse sandwich." Tumango naman sila akin bilang pagsang-ayon na tama ang sinabi ko. "Thank you, ma'am. We'll bring it here, once it's ready to serve."

I took the menu in front of me and start checking the food that they are serving. “Have you already choose your order, Sir?” asked of the crew who still standing beside me, waiting for me to tell my order. “Ah, yea,” I replied, “I want two Salmon Bowl, Tuna Poke Bowl, Buffalo Chicken Wrap and Steak Stir Fry. For the drinks, do you have a ram here?” “Yes, Sir, we have a ram here.” “Okay, then one bottle of it. That's all.” “Two Salmon Bowl, Tuna Poke Bowl, Buffalo Chicken Wrap and Steak Stir Fry and one bottle of Ram, is that all, Sir?” she repeated to confirm if she didn't miss out.

After a moment, he looked at the server. “Give us four lobsters, tuna, mahi-mahi, moonfish, loco moco, kalua pork, garlic shrimp, spam masubi, cinnamon butter, blueberry cream cheesecake, mango cream.” Sir Calix closed the menu book. “Do you have anything else you want to add?” I shook my head as I closed the menu book. “Nothing Sir.” He shifted his gaze to the waiter. “Make sure all the food is peanut-free.” “Got it, Sir.” The waiter replied.

Charles said. Peyton laughed for about 9 seconds and said, “You didn’t take any sips of the alcoholic drinks? I doubt it.” “You don’t have to doubt me; I lost my appetite,” Charles said and gazed at Peyton’s face. Peyton could see sincerity in Charles’ face and she said, “I am forced to believe you, Charles. Well, your food is already inside the oven.” “What did you cook? I may be cured of this anorexia,” Charles said. Peyton smiled and said, “I hope so; I made poke.” “Wow; with yellowfin tuna and sesame oil?” Charles said with curiosity.

*Nabak Kimchi is a Korean food* "Nice request but your power bars are insufficient for what you have ordered. A plate of Chinese pasta costs 35bars, and a plate of Nabak Kimchi costs 25bars, and an orange juice costs 15bars. Please, choose something less that can be acquired with the amount of bars you have." The robot reported back. Everyone started laughing and Peter was ashamed of what he had did. If not for those second years, he probably would be able to eat all what he ordered. With urge to quickly leave the midst of everyone, he ordered only a Chinese pasta. Water is free so they don't have to pay for that.

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.