Lemon X Mash Novels & Stories

' 'Our Ava is preparing Grilled lemon herb chicken with roasted vegetables and garlic mashed potatoes. "Help me slice the remaining lemon into rounds and place them on the chicken to have that fresh lemony flavor," Ava told Kate. "On it," as Kate washed her hands before getting to work. Ava went ahead to prepare the vegetables. While I peeled and prepared the potatoes and went ahead and mashed them. With the grilled chicken, colorful roasted vegetables, and garlic mashed potatoes filling the air. Kate helped set the dining table. "God gave you a lot of talent; cooking and slaying are one of them," I told Ava.

I say and he laughs softly. “I think it’s the lemons, they have to be artificially modified, steroid filled lemons.” He says and I nod laughing. “It definitely has to be the steroids.” I say taking another sip, this time I don’t go all in. he’s watching me, I feel awkward gulping the lemonade with his eyes on me like this. “Yey! We’re having lemonade.” Kelly says from a few tables from ours. She smiles at me when I turn and look at her.

Kathrine teased again. “Shut up, will you?” Ruben gave assignments to kids for making pizza with Magda. Ruben was trying to figure things out independently and needed a helping hand. Kathrine attended a phone, and I took this chance to hop next to him. “What the heck is lemon zest?” I slid a lemon and a grater by his side. “Should I grate it?” I bobbed and watched Kathrine coming back. Returned to my position, I watched Ruben make the zest and look at me for approval.

"Ike, come on, a toast to me and Jenny's sweet, sweet love?" Noah was delighted, with his arm on Ike's shoulder and a glass of wine in his hand, and told him. Ike took a sip and his expression twisted a little. "Sir, to your sweet love, must we use lemons to show sincerity?" Ike looked innocently at Noah and asked. I looked at the glass in his hand, the red wine in the glass was actually added with lemon? What would that taste like? But just thinking about the taste of lemons already makes my teeth feel sour.

After saying that, Lorraine took a small sip and felt it was particularly special. "Very special, it seems like there was soybean powder, right?" she asked Leila. Leila nodded, "There was a little bit of cheese, garlic, and some stretchy mashed potatoes." "And there's garlic too, the vampire would be done for if he drank it," Lorraine said casually. Leila, however, burst into laughter, "You have such a wild imagination, haha." Leila smiled, leaving the male classmates stunned. The little girl was already beautiful, and when she smiled, it was absolutely stunning.

"Then let's order our drinks. You still have to go back to work, but we can have a drink while we wait for our meal?" "One won't hurt." "What would you like?" "Well, you offered me a culinary experience, so surprise me." He flashed a beautiful smile and nodded, placing the order with the waiter who brought our drinks and menus. "It's called Papa Doble. Rum, maraschino liqueur, lime, grapefruit juice, and ice. I think you'll like it. I toast to your lovely company." Levy raised his glass. I smiled at him and accepted the toast. I tried the drink and was impressed - it was fresh and so cold, with little sugar, the sweet-and-sour taste of grapefruit, and the distinctive nutty flavor of maraschi

Samara cut in, “We are serving our lemon pies with lime zest today.” I steadied my hands as I scraped the lime zest onto the pie in front of me. Thankfully, all my fellow chefs had listened to me and were putting just the tiniest bit of lime on their pies as well. I knew it wasn’t as good as the prickly pear, but hopefully it would still taste good. Felix took a bite, and his face fell slightly in disappointment. My stomach fell along with it. Surely, this was the end of my employment, my future, my hopes and dreams–

He didn’t waste time—he pulled forward fresh fruit, delicate creams, and polished molds. “Today,” he said in accented English, “we will create one of my favorites. Le Citron.” My eyes widened. The Lemon. I had seen pictures of this masterpiece, perfectly shaped like a lemon on the outside, but inside… a delicate harmony of textures: lemon curd, almond biscuit, white chocolate. The epitome of edible art.

Layken jumped up and ran back inside, then came out with slices of lemon. I watched as Layken spritzed lemon on his fish. He grinned at me as he shoved the saucer over to me. I grabbed a slice, squeezed the juice over my fish, and took a bite. “Just when I didn’t think this fish could get any better, you surprise me. Lemon brings the taste of the fish to a whole other level. I love this.” “Thank you, babe.” Layken grins before popping an okra in his mouth. “I have some lanterns. We could set out some chairs, drink some wine and relax for a while by the stream. If you’re up to doing so, that is?”

Lily shouted. I picked up one bowl and a spoon, digging into the scrunchy cream. The first thing I picked up was apples and then, a little hint of alcohol. The combo was creamy, crunchy, and had a lot of flavors, apple being the strongest. Larissa definitely certainly helped with this. Not bad, not bad at all. "It's—"